mocha lay in her bed thinking about alaric and ash and wonders what would happen if they were in a room together

She gets her answer sooner than expected. Ash paces around his room before going out into the common room. Alaric walks in, his lips on a girl's neck. He looks up and sees Ash and shoves the girl away. "What the heck are you doing here?!"
Ash stands, his cold, silver eyes on Alaric. "Well. If it isn't the traitor," he said, scarily calm

(Well, I wish you the best and good luck. And if he breaks up with you just because you hugged one of your guy friends, he needs to calm down and take a chill pill)

(i know thats what i told him)

"umm whats going on how do you two know each other" mocha bites her lips and both boys turn and look at her they look at her mouth

(Mind if I ask what he said?)

Ash snapped out of it first. He pulled out his sword and Alaric doesn't notice. The icy blade is wreathed in mist. The sword was devastatingly gorgeous, but so was Ash. Up close, he was even more beautiful, with high cheekbones and dark tousled hair falling into his eyes. When Ash finally approached Alaric, he jumped towards Mocha, growling at Ash, "What do you want?"
"Your head," he answered softly. "On a pike."
"Over my dead body," Alaric smiled as if this was a friendly conversation on the street, but his muscles coiled under his skin.
"That was part of the plan." Ash's eyes were cold and glittered with malice. "Prepare yourself."
"Stay back, princess," Alaric said, now talking to Mocha, gently pushing her out of the way. He reached into his boot and pulled out a dagger, the curved blade clear as glass. "This might get a little rough. Someone could die."
Ash broke in, saying, "duels to the death tend to end that way." He grinned, but it was a savage thing, grim and frightening.
"One moment, princeling," Alaric called to Ash, who inclined his head. Taking Mocha's wrist he steered her into her room where the prince couldn't eavesdrop. Alaric bent close, his breath warm on her face. "So," he murmured, grinning as he tilted her chin up, "before I march off to battle how 'bout a kiss for luck?"

"umm no way and get out of my room" mocha pushes him roughly

(i kinda yelled at him and talked to him in a classroom when i was done a girl outside of the room asked if i was ok i said i was fine and went to class)

(At least people are concerned)

"Feisty," he said, stumbling back. He whooped and flourished his knife and charged at the waiting prince

"hey i said do this somewhere else because you could cut the furniture" mocha said as she was watching

"Sorry, princess. No can do," Alaric said as Ash raised his sword and parried a vicious attack from the vampire

(Adding on to the last post because I'm too lazy to edit it xD)

After Ash parried Alaric's blow, he lunged, a dark blur across the room, his sword hissing down in a vicious arc. Alaric leaped out of the way just barely. Ash and Alaric were now deep in battle, and it looked like each was intent on killing the other. Alaric dodged a savage blow and tossed Ash something from his pocket. It erupted into a large boar, squealing madly as it charged the prince, tusks gleaming. The ice sword hammered into it, and the boar exploded into a swirl of leaves. Ash turned to Alaric and attacked viciously, his blade singing as he bore down on his opponent. Alaric dodged and parried with his dagger, retreating before the onslaught of the Winter prince. Diving away, Alaric escaped out of the dorm

atlast they were out of the apartmment now she could get some sleep she went into her room and layed down