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taraneme

Silver let out a long, heavy sigh and reajusted her backpack. It had been three weeks since she'd faked her death. She was suprised that the authorities had not noticed any patterns between the deaths. Always adopted girls, between the age of fifteen and twenty...

Brushing an streak of aqua blue hair out of her face, Silver trudged into St. Chanels school. She needed to get enrolled somewhere, so she could be adopted again into a family. "Damn for looking so young." She mentally cursed herself, growling quietly. Silver searched around, craning her neck to try and find some form of reception office. Walking in, she waited in silence for somebody to notice her. Thats how she prefered to be.

Her mind wandered lazily to her most recent little brother. They were stuck together like glue, as most people described them. she couldn't imageine the agony she had put him through. Would she ever see him again? Silver knew for a fact he could never be allowed to see her again. It would most likely open wounds that woudn't seal again. Her nose tingled, threatening to make her cry.

Screenfox

Lucian stood at the large window of the Armond's school teacher's lounge. He had a cup of coffee with blood in his hand. He looked out at his school. He loved his school. He took a sip. He still remembered the day he and his sister had set it up. However they were currently missing a teacher. He should be hear any minute now. Where was Jaymes. Lucian checked his watch. And where was Luna? She had come back from the meeting this afternoon, but he hadn't seen her.

Luna was in her office looking out of the large window. He hands were covered in the blood of the man lying against the wall with his stomach blown out. His blood was splattered all over the wall. She could feel a new crack spreading across her face. She flinched in pain. This wouldn't be the last. She had a few more kills to make before this was over. She had a long trek ahead of her and it was going to be painful...

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Llewelyn

Llewelyn was exiting her office when she caught sight of a new girl wandering the halls. She closed the file in her hands and tucked it under her arm.
"Hello. I'm Llewelyn, Headmistress of St. Chanel's.. May I help you find something, young one?" She asked gently, smiling at the girl.


Jaymes curled his cold fingers around the strap of his rucksack as he adjusted it on his shoulder. It wasn't like him to be running so late. He checked his expensive gold pocket watch and tucked it back into his coat pocket. Lucian would be wondering where he was. Growling, Jaymes picked up his pace. He enjoyed walking at night, smelling the fresh scents around him, feeling the winds cold breath against his skin, and tasting the sharp night air on his tongue. Holding tight to his pack, Jaymes started running down the street, a blur to a vampires eye and completely invisible to the humans, except for the gust of wind that followed his trail. He found the front gate to Armond's school and began walking up the path. Jaymes flicked his tongue across his k9's, realizing just how thirsty he was.
"Damn." He said after searching his pack for extra packets of blood. "Damn damn damn." He growled as he felt the thirst aching in his limbs. "I do not want this to happen tonight." He cracked his neck and snarled, his throat drying out from no blood. Jaymes tried to control it but knew he had no other option. He was so close to the door; if only he could wait for just a little while longer.. .. .. "Damn!" He yelled as he threw his pack down at the door to the school and raced off into the streets. He ran so fast, his victim never saw him coming. A middle-aged man, dressed in business attire. Jaymes picked the man up by the collar of his long coat and dragged him into the alley where the man pleaded for his life.
"Please! I don't know who you are.. But please don't kill me. Here," he took out his wallet and threw it a few feet away. "Take it. Take it all."
Against his better judgement, Jaymes attacked the man ferociously, but only with his mouth. He sucked him dry in the alleyway.
"Oh damn." He said as he finished and leaned against the wall. The dead, lifeless body of the human sat crumpled on the ground behind a dumpster. Jaymes gripped him by the collar of the coat and shook him out of it. "Nice coat." Hesitating for a moment, Jaymes slipped his arms into it and smiled at how well it fit. He again grabbed the man and ran through the city streets, up to the side of the school where he quickly dug a grave and buried the mans body, next to the rest of his other victims. Few, but still existent. He made a little gravestone with the mans name on it and admired his handiwork. Four other gravestones were lined up next to that, but now wasn't the time for reminiscing. Checking around him for any signs of being watched, he quickly raced back to the front of the school and picked up his sack before entering the quiet school and making his way to his room.

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taraneme

Silver jumped at the voice, she had been observing a painting of sorts when a voice echoed down the halls. Turning round, she tried her best not to look scared, though she had seen much scarier headmistresses. Really, she didn't look much like a headmistress, save for the blue uniform. Her hair was lovely, Silver thought.

"Umm..." Silver thought of what to say. "I've recently just moved here, I've been looking for a school to move too."
Oh crap... what if she'd read the national newspaper and seen the death of my previous identity? She forced a weak smile back at the headteacher.

KazuX

Lance sat in the back of the class room staring at the front of the class trying his very best to stay awake as his home room teacher went on and on about the same nonsensical things he has been hearing his entire high school Life. He started looking out of the window thinking of his past summer. For the most part it was ok he didn't really go anywhere tho. He had planned to go see his step mom but he decided against it for he knew that there were still some people in town that didn't like him and going there would only remind them why they hated his step mom to and he couldn't do that to her. He started to dose off a little so he quickly raised his hand and asked to be dismissed to the restroom. He didn't really need to go but he needed some fresh air to wake himself up.

He walked upstairs to the roof of the building. He took in a deep breath and exhaled raising his arms up stretching out. He let out a sigh "Much better" He mumbled to himself walking over to the edge of the roof. He peered over the edge looking over the entire school. He had always loved this spot of the school. He started walking back down to the class room. He got ready to open the door he took in one last breath and walked back to his seat and started out the window again trying to stay awake

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Morning_Sage

Can i join?

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Foxysister

Verysadly this RP died some time ago. I still miss it.

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immabrit

Name: crow
Age/Grade:19
School (or just race, if you're not in school):Lycan
Occupation (if you're not in school, although if you wanted a job, i can't stop you): mechanic
Appearance (you can use a picture, drawing, description, whatever floats your boat):wears metal mask and covers skin with metal
Personality: psycho
History (why are you the way you are? Why did your parents enroll you in that school? etc): was in an incident at the lycan school
Extra: can smell fear