Fantasy An Evil Education at the Tudor Lestrange institute - Refurbished - Main

[Lady Moldoma]

Faustian Sparks & Plasmodius Rex
Lady Moldoma

Faustian scanned Chance up and down. Listening intently to what she said, Faustian tried not to stare too hard at the features that differed from what they were used to seeing. Faust's hometown was predominantly human-populated. They didn't treat nonhuman people very well around there, but Faust was still taught not to stare at them.
"It's ok. I'm sure glad to have answers, and I'm glad to hear that someone's recognizing my potential. Mom and Dad, well, you already know where they were sending me. It's a miracle I've still got Rex here."
As though on cue, the slime creature scampered back to its creator. It leaned against Faustian's leg, as though it were still afraid of being separated from them.
"And one more thing. You've probably got the wrong name for me. Call me Faustian- Faustian Sparks. Or Faust for short. "

Chance 304-Delta (Responding to Faustian Sparks & Plasmodius Rex)

"I see... I will mark this down." She says, closing her eyes and gently leaning her head down only for a brief moment. "I have been informed that since you pose no significant threat, and since we're... A little behind schedule with this... I should probably let you out of here now..." The girl says. "We-We have a multiple step analysis process... Th-There are a lot of prospective students who can deflect certain types of emotional analyzation. Even my skills, talents, and organs aren't infallible, s-so it works best to have this watched remotely and analyzed..."

Chance stepped over to a door and pressed her finger to a pad next to it. "I-ID badges aren't mandatory, n-nor is there any standard compulsion, b-but if you didn't get yours in the mail, I'm supposed to give you this and a standard lanyard." She says, holding out an ID on a lanyard for Faustian. "Th-Though since it doesn't have your preferred name on it, I-I can get it corrected if you'd prefer..."

 

[Ginko The Mushishi]

Yoko Igami​

Heaven's Demise​

"Dreams are incorrputible, they are symbols of our souls. We all share dreams, and must protect it. Nightmares prey off the weakness of the physical being. Where corruption can spread."

"Together?" Yoko acted surprised at first, but deep within the conniving demon there was a spark of excitement. A coy smirk presented itself across his lips, and he didn't need Violet to answer. His bait seemed to catch on--not that it wasn't immaculate bait. Freely exposing secrets of the Dark Arts to some mortals in exchange for nothing at all other than the jaded self-glorification of one who would become the usurper of God? Sounded like a pretty banging deal to some.
"Well, I surely would hate to leave a lady on their own. So I will join you--and meeting your sisters."

Yoko remained eeirly quiet, more observant of what was around him while he walked with Violet to the cafeteria. Her comment held true from earlier- too. Often demons and devils alike weren't so generous, and the bargains that they strung up just to acquire a foothold over their prey were...barbaric and unsatisfactory to Yoko. His strength alone allowed him free passage between the rifts of the Nightmare Realm and Earth--Why would he care so much for simple bragging rights? Yoko aimed for the whole pie, not just a piece of it.

Controlling it all was what matter. Every aspect, every possibility of existence. Bragging be damned, when you are God.

Quickly were introductions made, Violet offered his name to her sisters while Yoko simply offered a wave towards them.

One seemed to hide behind the other, out of safety or concern. Perhaps fear of the unknown?
The other seemed to be capable of handling the other's need for comfort. Yoko was a very ghoulish looking man after all--an uneasy feeling wouldn't be surprising when near him.

All the same, Yoko decided to work up that innate charismatic charm.

"You two must be Violet's kin." Yoko smiled, one eye glinting red, the other coated in black with a slit of red gleaming through. He pushed up the glasses that did nothing for him other than fulfill an aesthetic- to get a better look at the two of them.
"Glad I am to see a trinity being formed in this very Institute. I've been here for a loooong time and I've found much less exciting over the years. Put the prospect of aiding you three on a goal...Well I couldn't much pass that up."

Yoko sweetened the deal, with a show of sorts. "I told Violet I would help you three in your goal to become powerful witches." While he spoke, his long, boney finger amassed a small sphere of shadows around it. The sphere started off as a glob of blackened smoke that eventually sharpened into an orb of total blackness. The use of such concentration was impressive to the eye that held no talent in magic.
The orb danced across his fingers like a coin would, leaving an after-effect of blackened smoke to wisp away around his fingers before he crushed the tiny orb into his hand and eventually discarded it entirely with not a trace left of its creation.

"If you care--I would like to know about you three in more detail. May I join you for lunch?" Yoko asked as he gave a curt bow towards the two young ladies before him.

Pai Chan

 

[StrixDesmodus]

Faustian Sparks & Plasmodius Rex
Lady Moldoma

Faust glanced at the ID, observing the simple, striped lanyard it hung from.
"So this ID is non-essential, right? I can go without it until the new one is made?"


Dr. Corey Crank & Mrs Persephone Skinner
Lost Echo

"It probably means what you think it does." Dr. Crank tried not to give away that he knew too much. That tended to freak out most people, which was usually never conducive to helping them. "I will caution that not everything on the menu is ethical, but I think that if you feel up to having lunch at all, you should take the opportunity."

"What this gloomy Gus is saying is that we have some pretty exotic food options at this fine institution. I've been looking forward to the endangered halibut they've got today."



Francis Sato & Sue Vitus
Sir loin of beef
Francis's eyes lost focus as within his own brain he searched for a reason why he woke up in a lunch line that was serving endangered fish. He supposed he couldn't argue with the shark man that they were delicious, but things just weren't adding up to Francis. In fact, it seemed as though multiplying, dividing, subtracting, and every single mathematical operation that could be used in this metaphor just wouldn't work. Of course, Francis was never a very mathematical person.
When Francis's eyes came back into focus, a young woman in a chef's uniform with jarringly yellow eyes that wasn't there before gave a toothy smirk at him. Older students might recognize her as Sue Vitus, whether from her working at the school the previous year, or even from having been her classmate further back.
"You must be one of the noobs if you're so worried about endangered species."
Sue turned to Deep See Emperor, Still grinning.
"Glad someone appreciates the food as much as you do."

 

[Lost Echo]

Ethical. Did that mean the blood was taken unwillingly? Of course it did. Dani wasn’t hungry. She knew: he’d tested, that she could go 3 days without blood before…before she lost control. She’d tried starving herself. She’d refused to eat, much to his amusement. She hadn’t understood why then. But now…it happened in a heartbeat. She was weak, cold and shivering. Her skin was paper white, and stretched gauntly over her bones. Then she blinked. And when she opened her eyes again, it was to a dying man. One she was killing. Her horror and apologies did nothing to save him. Wrapping her arms around herself, her damaged one now fully healed with the fresh blood flowing in her veins, she shook.

She nodded to the pair, trying to meet the doctor’s eyes in thanks. She had to do it. Even taken unwillingly…it was better than killing someone again. Her arm grabbed a hold of her luggage, and she followed the stream of students into the cafeteria. Her eyes scanned the large room. Somehow it looked so normal. Like any other lunch room she’d ever been in. Students were divided up into cliques, grouped throughout the tables. She had no idea where she’d sit, but if she didn’t have to eat, but drink, maybe she could head out again.

She looked at the front of the line: they were handing out fish it looked like--what creature is that? It almost looked like a shark from the back. What the hell. Shaking her head, she turned to look around. Was there a line for blood? She inhaled deeply.

And immediately regretted it. She wasn't hungry, not really, but the smell of so many living options made her mouth water. It was like looking at a feast, even if you weren't hungry, you imagined eating it. Suddenly she could hear the beat of hundreds of hearts, imagine the flow of blood through everyone's veins, entering her mouth. She slammed her jaw shut, closed her eyes and pressed against the wall. The symphony of pulses still echoed in her ears.

 

[Lady Moldoma]

Faust glanced at the ID, observing the simple, striped lanyard it hung from.
"So this ID is non-essential, right? I can go without it until the new one is made?"

Chance 304-Delta (Responding to Faustian Sparks & Plasmodius Rex)

"I-It's non-essential, yes. There are other ways of identifying a person tha-than just an ID lanyard..." Chance says. "I-I can bring it back if you d-don't want it."

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Deep Sea Emperor, Top of the Food Chain.

"Yeah i Know Pretty great huh?" A Deep booming voice said, Francis would See that its owner was...A Great white shark with Arms and legs? And he was running past him towards the Atlantic Halibut, Grabbing some and putting it on his tray the shark man left one halibut in his claws and threw it in his mouth. "Granted its not as Rewarding as the hunt itself but...MMMMM That's Some good Halibut, More than i expected from a mere Surface School."

Mamimi Lordgenome (Responding to Deep Sea Emperor)

"Hey fatass. I finished my first round and I'm going for seconds... Can you get out of the way so that I can get my food and stop talking to you?" Feeling inconvenienced by the fact that the line was being held up by Deep Sea Emperor, Mamimi had decided to confront him as she went for her second round of food. It's clear, in spite of her human stature, she was made particularly hungry by the physical activity she constantly forced herself to undertake and the stress of her lifestyle.

 

[StrixDesmodus]

Stephanie Rain, Finbar Cody
OPEN for interaction beween the dorms and the cafeteria!

On the way to the cafeteria, Stephanie explained more to Finbar, who seemed to believe only part of what she said.
"I just don't know what to think, no offense."
"You don't have to believe me, but just.... Being stuck here like this.... It's a waking nightmare. All us expendables really have is each other if even that."
Stephanie's solemnity made Finbar feel even more awkward and afraid, but not in any way that could better inform his choices. He felt almost as though he were talking to a scared child.
He'd had experience with that- tourists's children who couldn't make sense of the sight of him and freaking out. It felt a little odd for him to not be the object of fear in this case, but it felt just as bad. Perhaps worse given that this was more or less a peer who was so afraid, and it was for him and not of him.
"I'm going to put the rest of my stuff in my room. You go on ahead," Stephanie told him, "Your stuff might be in your room already, since you're new. If you haven't been de-roomed, anyway. Then it would be too late."
"I'll do that then." Finbar made haste to the cafeteria, making it there simply by the smell of food.



Clyde Oddbald
Sir loin of beef

The PA announcement answered some of his questions already. Already, there was fear and rage within him, which he tried to tamp down, though his voice probably betrayed him.
"This is part of the Evil Movement? I never thought they did stuff like this....." Clyde was a little too familiar with the Evil Movement, having had some classmates who were involved in it. This was plainly bad news, and a look of horror momentarily flashed across Clyde's face.

Clyde looked in all directions, staring at the glow of the exit sign when it finally caught thons eye. Shaking himself out of frozen calculation, he approached it, forcing himself to keep his pace slow, and forcing his breaths to be even. Thon assured thonself that thon would remain calm, and that would be an advantage. Still, he could hear his own heartbeat increasing.



Faustian Sparks, Plasmodius Rex
Lady Moldoma

Faustian shrugged.
"I think I'll wait for it to be replaced then."
Plasmodius Rex, meanwhile, squeaked. and in addition to her own hunger, Faust could feel the same signals coming from the slime creature in this moment of intentional psychic connection.
"Ah, so about lunch..... Where do we go for that?"



Faunus Bathory
OPEN for interaction in the cafeteria!


Making his way to the cafeteria through the crowd, he scanned for disaster, which he avoided gracefully all the way to the blood line. Today, the warm, non-canned options were human, rabbit, and cattle, each one available from both live and deceased hosts, though already removed from them.
Deciding on the cattle blood, Faunus briefly pondered which blood would count more as cannibalism for him to drink. It could be the human blood, given that he used to be a human, though being part bull himself he was certain that the bull's blood he was about to take a sip of would also count.
Either way, he was about to nip that vampiric hunger in the bud.



Francis Sato, Sue Vitus
Lady Moldoma Sir loin of beef

"You already ate a first round?" Francis was even more shocked than before. Grabbing a tray, not certain if he was going to use it as a shield or to load with food, he kept track of his surroundings.

Sue, meanwhile, laughed and returned to her kitchen duties.

 

[Necromantic]

"Ain"

The middle of the hallway... Perhaps wasn't the place most people would've chosen to start wiring a "bomb" filled with God only knows what, probably not something actually deadly this time. Yet, sitting against a wall and hastily hot-gluing her explosives to a metal skeleton that was roughly 11 inches in height, that was exactly what one girl was doing.

Connect the fuse to the ignition, a wire between the ignition and the main AI to signal when it was supposed light...She slid a chip into a port on it's head, and then picked up a husk of a build-a-bear frog she had lying beside her, flipping it onto it's stomach. She shoved the skeleton into the frog's back, arms and legs into place, connected the eyes she'd put in the toy to it's AI, and then grabbed a baggie full of stuffing and haphadarzly stuffed it st that it stopped looking like the sad skin of a toy frog. With enough skill to make an actual Build a Bear employee jealous, she pulled the stitching closed, and put her now armed and dangerous(?) frog on the floor in front of her.

She opened an app on her phone, and tapped a few buttons on it. Connecting, connecting, connecting... Ah, there it went. The stuffed animal stood up when it activated, a little wobbly at first but quickly recalibrating so it was steady. Basic commands first, not that she actually needed to check to make sure they worked. Stand, sit, raise arms, all functioning properly. Next, walk-

The frog travelled a few feet before it bumped into somebody's leg and tumbling over. Ah, a... Boy? Probably, she only really looked at the person's legs. This might've been a good opportunity to detonate the frog, if not for the fact that it was still far too close to it's creator for her comfort.

"Seeking out living beings worked... Good, good. Hand that back to me, I'm still working on it." She gestured toward the person her frog had waddled into with the hand her phone wasn't in.

interactions: StrixDesmodus (Finbar)

 

[Necromantic]

Artemis

Two trays. One filled with various meats, the other with just the endangered fish of the day, a few pastries, and a soda. Artemis had gotten to the lunch room early to avoid any sort of confrontation in the lunch line, as he wanted to get food for two people as quickly as possible, but lingered in there as he watched some shark with arms hold up the fish line because he couldn't wait to start eating. Was Atlantic Halibut really good enough to warrant that kind of reaction? His eyes trailed down to his own tray, to the fish hiding under the red meat he'd piled on top of it, but the simple sight of a fish didn't really answer his question about how it tasted.

...Well, probably decent, but not his normal preference. He left the shark to whatever the fuck he was doing, no longer entertained by his theatrics, and ended up in the blood line behind what seemed to be a minotaur that was staring very intently at his the container of blood he'd picked. What, what was he thinking about so hard that it required holding up the line? Why were there so many people intent on holding up the lines today? Was using blood as a sauce for his lunch really worth all this trouble?

"Oi, Minotaur. If you're gonna just stand there, could you put some human blood on one of these trays? Boss'll be unhappy if I don't bring her food, you know." Artemis's words dodged outright saying "angry", only leaving it implied, with the skill of somebody that was incapable of lying. She wouldn't be mad, she'd just be grumpy because she was hungry, but leaving the consequences up to this guy's insgination was the best bet.

StrixDesmodus Faunus

 

[StrixDesmodus]

Finbar Cody
Necromantic

Stopping when he felt something bump into his leg, Fin turned around.
He returned the frog as immediately as possible, hesitating only to move his head, which was previously in both hands, to underneath his left arm.

"It seeks out living beings?" Finbar had already been sure that he was indeed alive, even since the detachment of his head, but wondered if this plush robot would seek out a more certainly undead creature in the same way.


Faunus Bathory
Necromantic

Faunus snapped out of his reverie, knowing that he was the only minotaur around at the moment. His left ear flicked as though a fly had landed on it, and he soon turned to face the one who had interrupted him.

"That'll depend. Is your boss hiring?"

 

[Sir loin of beef]

Faustian Sparks & Plasmodius Rex
Lady Moldoma

Faust glanced at the ID, observing the simple, striped lanyard it hung from.
"So this ID is non-essential, right? I can go without it until the new one is made?"


Dr. Corey Crank & Mrs Persephone Skinner
Lost Echo

"It probably means what you think it does." Dr. Crank tried not to give away that he knew too much. That tended to freak out most people, which was usually never conducive to helping them. "I will caution that not everything on the menu is ethical, but I think that if you feel up to having lunch at all, you should take the opportunity."

"What this gloomy Gus is saying is that we have some pretty exotic food options at this fine institution. I've been looking forward to the endangered halibut they've got today."



Francis Sato & Sue Vitus
Sir loin of beef
Francis's eyes lost focus as within his own brain he searched for a reason why he woke up in a lunch line that was serving endangered fish. He supposed he couldn't argue with the shark man that they were delicious, but things just weren't adding up to Francis. In fact, it seemed as though multiplying, dividing, subtracting, and every single mathematical operation that could be used in this metaphor just wouldn't work. Of course, Francis was never a very mathematical person.
When Francis's eyes came back into focus, a young woman in a chef's uniform with jarringly yellow eyes that wasn't there before gave a toothy smirk at him. Older students might recognize her as Sue Vitus, whether from her working at the school the previous year, or even from having been her classmate further back.
"You must be one of the noobs if you're so worried about endangered species."
Sue turned to Deep See Emperor, Still grinning.
"Glad someone appreciates the food as much as you do."

Toxikhan.
( StrixDesmodus -Stephanie Rain)
"Hey, Can Somebody help me with all this Luggage?" Toxikhans Voice could be heard Nearby.

Deep Sea Emperor

"What can I say lady? Endangered Food is the best Food, it just has that Exotic taste to it you know? I mean sure not everyone gets that, Just look at this Landlubber Wimp over here." Deep Sea Emperor Grabbed Francis and gave him a Noogie before letting him go and laughing boisterously

Chance 304-Delta (Responding to Faustian Sparks & Plasmodius Rex)

"I-It's non-essential, yes. There are other ways of identifying a person tha-than just an ID lanyard..." Chance says. "I-I can bring it back if you d-don't want it."

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Mamimi Lordgenome (Responding to Deep Sea Emperor)

"Hey fatass. I finished my first round and I'm going for seconds... Can you get out of the way so that I can get my food and stop talking to you?" Feeling inconvenienced by the fact that the line was being held up by Deep Sea Emperor, Mamimi had decided to confront him as she went for her second round of food. It's clear, in spite of her human stature, she was made particularly hungry by the physical activity she constantly forced herself to undertake and the stress of her lifestyle.

Deep Sea Emperor, Top of the food Chain
Deep Sea Emperor turned to look at the source of the voice that sounded like it was talking to him. It appeared to belong to a Horned Human female with Pink hair.

"Hey, You, Yeah the Horndog Lady! You Talkin' to me? Ya Probably Think ya so Big and Tough if you think you can Step to me." for some Reason Deep Sea Emperor Growled like a Puma for a Second.

Homura Vs Zork

(Open for Interaction)
Wiring Micro Bombs in the Cafeteria wasn't how most People planned to spend their Lunch Break, But to the Pigtailed girl Alternating between doing that and taking a Bite out of a Candy Bar that she had gotten out of a Vending Machine and doing the same to her lunch, it would be Worth it once she had Planted The Microbombs where they were Supposed to Go.

"Okay, Set The timer? Check! Connect the Timer to the Fuse? Check! Connect the Fuse to the Ignition? Check!" She said in a Perky tone, Almost as if she wasn't Planning on Booming her Biggest Rival and was Instead doing a Checklist.

But she wasn't the only one Planning Something, at another table a Green Bulb headed Character was looking over a Microscope that had a Small rocket under it with a Rolled up Blueprint Entitled "Plans For Mini Rocket Spitballs" and a Straw and Tweezers sprawled out before him.

"Heh, Just you Wait Homura, Soon my Mini Rocket Spitballs Will Bring the Pain!" The Alien Spoke in a High Pitched Voice before he looked up from his Microscope, picked up the tweezers and used them to pick up the Rocket and put it in the Straw which he aimed at where he saw the girl he had identified as "Homura" work on Something, No doubt some futile Effort to "Punk" him. Anyways he blew on the straw and the rocket flew Towards the Girl, Who casually Pulled out a Portable Desk Fan and Turned it on to highest Setting, Thus Diverting the Rocket away from her, Towards the Alien. and Judging by the Yelp she heard, Into another Student. "I Hope that was an Expendable." the girl thought.

But Zork wasn't too Concerned by this turn of Events, he and the Girl Had been fighting for a While now and both parties had learned to come Prepared, Thus he had Two More Mini Rockets, he reasoned that he Simply Needed to get Rid of the Desk Fan. So he pulled out what looked like a Ray gun with a Magnet and the words "Anti Desk Fan Gun" he pulled the Trigger and the Desk fan Was Pulled towards the Gun which Zork Proceeded to Pocket before putting Rocket #2 in the straw and firing it at Homura, who moved a Couple of feet to the left out of the missile's path, And Grabbed a Ray Gun with a Magnet in it and the words "Anti-Anti Desk Fan Gun" on it.

"Curses!" Zork said in Frustration "No Matter, I have one More Rocket. This one However, is a Super rocket with a bit more Firepower on it this time." And indeed, The Final Rocket had two Microbombs attached to it's sides. Despite this it would likely still fit in the straw. A theory that was Proven Correct when zork put the "Super Rocket" in the straw and Fired.

"You're Finished Puny earthling!" Zork said with Triumph after firing before he noticed something. "why is my Super rocket coming right at me?" "Wait! Where did that Desk Fan Come From?" He asked when he saw the Portable Desk Fan, the Very Same one that he had Stolen earlier. "Where's my Anti Desk fan Gun?" He then asked before he put two and two together "OH NO!" in the next moment, he was Blasting off into a collision with a Lion Man while Homura Snickered.

 

[Necromantic]

• Ain
• Artemis

• 
  "Yeah. It senses for body heat and basic anatonmical shape, so it'll avoid most non-humanoids. The shape is disarming, and..." Her voice trailed off as she finally looked up at the person that'd given her the frog back. Human, mostly, but he was holding his head under his arm. Oh, this guy was absolutely stunning. A perfect specimen, if she'd ever seen one. Was he new to the school? First days typically brought new people, so it wouldn't have been surprising.
  
  "Is today your first day?" She asked, tapping the app on her phone once again to turn off the frog-bomb, then stood up and took the boy's free hand in her own. He was warm, clearly still circulating blood, so alive and yet his head wasn't attached to his body.
  
  "You are absolutely perfect. Areyouworkingforanybodyyet? Ifnot,letmeextendmyformalinvitationtoyou. Ifyouare,well, we can change that." Once she started talking, she started talking fast, apparently too excited to make sure the headless boy could actually understand what she was saying until the last few words.
  
  StrixDesmodus (Finbar)
  
• "Hiring?" Artemis echoed. Oh, seriously, this guy was going to continue to hold up the line to search for somebody to work for? Artemis eyed the Minotaur up and down, trying to figure out if she'd even accept him. Not human, as far as Artemis could tell, but maybe a Minotaur that drank blood would be interesting enough? Artemis couldn't say he knew enough about the diets of human-cow hybrids to know if that was something out of the ordinary.
  
  "She is. I can take you to her." Artemis wouldn't deny this guy the opportunity of asking her for a job, even if he wasn't sure that she'd consider him a good potential member for her freakshow.
  StrixDesmodus (faunus)
  

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[StrixDesmodus]

Sharon Angler & Thorntalon
OPEN for interaction in the cafeteria

Depositing the Cannoli in her dorm refrigerator, labeled with her name, Sharon and Thorntalon headed to the cafeteria. Sharon grabbed a tray, and noticed a commotion involving what appeared to be a shark man and a girl or similarly aligned humanoid with horns.
What a way to start the year, thought Thorntalon, relishing the discordant energy.


Francis Sato
OPEN for Interaction in the cafeteria

"Ugh!" Once Francis was able to get away, still squirming for a little while, he decided that being at the back of the ridiculously long line wouldn't be so bad after all, since a fight was brewing. He intently made his way through the growing crowd.


Finbar Cody
Necromantic

"If it's obvious, then yes." Finbar said quizzically. No sooner did he say that was his hand grabbed. "Christ in a breadbox! What is the meaning of everyone touching me this much?"
He held his head a bit tighter and prepared to make a run for it. But then, a different kind of worry prevailed in his mind at the mention of his employment.
He grew melancholy. His mom, probably also worried sick about him, was now a hand short running the stable. And Ember, his horse.... Well, hopefully she wasn't even worse off than everyone else.
"Well, I'm not so sure if I'm still working in the sense that... Well.... I guess I'm not working any more. But assuming you want my help building robots, I'm afraid I'm not the person you're looking for. I just don't really 'ave the skills in that area."


Faunus Bathory
Necromantic

"That'll do just fine." Faunus smiled, stepping aside so that Artemis could get the blood. "Is your boss in the dining area?"

 

[Necromantic]

• Ain
• Artemis

• 
  A... Reasonable response, considering the situation they'd met in. She probably would've made the same assumption if she'd met somebody who was making a stuffed frog robot in the middle of the hall.
  
  "Oh, no, making robots is just a hobby." She clarified. Okay, this guy was new. First day and all. Probably a bit overwhelmed. If she just started rambling about wanting him to be part of a freakshow, he'd probably make a run for it. He looked both depressed and like he was some sort of scared rabbit, so her true intent could wait.
  
  "You are gorgeous, you look like you could be my true love!" Her grip tightened on his hand. "I want you to marry me! But we need to get to know each other before marriage... We can start simple, let's go set something on fire!"
  StrixDesmodus
  
• "No, she's..." Artemis had a tracking device on her, not that she actually knew about it, but he doubted she'd have actually moved from where he left her. He put his tray down to put a container of human blood on it, then lifted picked it back up. "She's in the hall."
  
  Artemis left the line, foot connecting with the cafeteria door with the practiced ease of somebody used to getting his childhood friend's lunch for her. He put his back against the door to hold it open. "Tall, pink hair, looks human. Easy enough to spot."
  
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[LatinKnightz]

𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖓𝖆𝖒𝖊 𝖘𝖔 𝖎𝖓𝖋𝖆𝖒𝖔𝖚𝖘 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓 𝖆𝖒𝖔𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖑 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖒𝖚𝖓𝖎𝖙𝖞. 𝕾𝖔 𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖑 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖘𝖔 𝖈𝖗𝖚𝖊𝖑 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖆𝖑𝖒𝖔𝖘𝖙 𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖑𝖊 𝖘𝖈𝖍𝖔𝖔𝖑 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖈𝖑𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖍𝖊 𝖆𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖉, 𝖊𝖝𝖕𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖉 𝖍𝖎𝖒, 𝖋𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖗𝖎𝖋𝖞𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖒𝖆𝖈𝖛𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖆𝖙𝖔𝖓𝖘. 𝕾𝖚𝖈𝖍 𝖆 𝖍𝖔𝖗𝖗𝖎𝖇𝖑𝖊 𝖓𝖆𝖒𝖊 𝖌𝖎𝖛𝖊𝖓 𝖙𝖔 𝖘𝖚𝖈𝖍 𝖆𝖓 𝖚𝖓𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖆𝖐𝖆𝖇𝖑𝖊 𝖆𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖈𝖎𝖙𝖞. 𝕬𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖓𝖆𝖒𝖊. 𝖂𝖆𝖘. . .

"Joseph Bon Gars! Evil afternoon to you lunch lady! Otherwise feared as Edith! May I ask what's on the menu today? I know I could read it but I like the way you list it down like someone's last will and testament"

The lunch lady looked at him incredulously with some concern. This messy haired marshmallow of a human being was either one of those fancy gentlemen villains that were all the rage these days. Or just plain old stupid. Steel ladle in hand, she looked up and down at Joseph, his outfit being some sort of strange amalgamation of every kind of genre there was at the time. The monstrosity he was wearing on his head seemed to be a pirate hat cut in half, and sown up with what she thought was either a deformed top hat or puffed up bowler hat. With this information in hand. She made the relatively safe assumption that he was almost definitely. "Stupid?" She wondered aloud as she looked at the menu. Joseph grinned like this was exactly what he wanted to hear. Which, surprisingly, it was. "You would think so wouldn't you?" He patted himself on the back as if his unique kind of idiocy was something to be proud of. "I knew you would fall for my ruse Edith! As you can see, I've taken the form of a complete fool who has absolutely no self awareness of what he's doing! This way everyone underestimates me thus making my first machination all the more impressive!" Edith rolled her eyes. "Wow kid. That ruse was so effective, it must have altered my memories to make me think that you were already stupid since yesterday." Even Joseph in his divine ignorance recognized sarcasm.
"That's just mean Edith. . ." He pouted. Edith looked Joseph, almost in a motherly kind of way, but she would never admit that. She sighed as she mixed around what seemed to be poorly cleaned poisonous pufferfish. "Look kid. . . If your skin isn't thick enough to handle those kinds of comments then you won't last a week in this place!" She smelled the pufferfish stew and gagged before throwing it at some random student. "I know I know. . . Believe me Edith. I know." He paused for a bit before continuing. "It's just that, It feels a bit more painful when you do it." Edith raised an eyebrow. She chuckled as she looked back down on the menu. "Just because I feed you kid doesn't mean I like you."
"I know! You loath me! With a burning passion and admiration! If anyone is going to kill me it's you is probably what you're thinking!" Edith laughed out loud at that one. As dumb as Joseph was, some people couldn't help being fond of him. Like you liking a puppy, a dirty muddy puppy trying to pat a rhino to death with balloon animals filled with marshmallows. That was basically Joseph. "Okay I've had enough you kid! Pick a dish and get out!" She gave Joseph a salad and pushed him away from the kitchen counter. "I loathe you too Edith!" He shouted back, Edith beaned him with a potato. Joseph loved potatoes. I mean hated them. With a passion. So much so that he ate as many as possible to destroy them.

He came across the student that was beaned with the pufferfish stew. Joseph directed him towards the infirmary before shoving him in and headed back to the cafeteria.

 

[Lost Echo]

No one came. No one cared that she was crying in the back of the room. Should she be thankful? None of these students that wanted to be evil tried to hurt her? Mostly she just felt hurt and alone. She wanted to run. But to where? Back to him? Never. Her body felt like her own right now. She didn’t want to lose that again.

Instead she scanned the cafeteria. There was a massive line, with people picking up trays, but she watched as what looked like a walking bull went to an area that seemed to dispense blood. Another, brown haired boy talked to the bull, but Dani wasn’t paying any attention to that. She could see the blood, coming out like a soda fountain. She dreaded the options.

The two were walking out, but she paid no attention. She was heading to the blood. (Her arm reached out and carried her luggage without her notice.) She picked up the container with a shaky hand. She looked back at the fountain. Wait, there was bull’s blood…it might have come from people like that guy earlier, but maybe it was just, just cows. She’d eaten meat.

She chose that one. It came out in a sickening rush. It smelled horrible. She placed the lid on the cup. And walked away. She chose an empty spot, ignoring the others around her. At the first sip she gagged, coughing loudly.


((Open to anyone in the cafeteria.))

 

[LatinKnightz]

No one came. No one cared that she was crying in the back of the room. Should she be thankful? None of these students that wanted to be evil tried to hurt her? Mostly she just felt hurt and alone. She wanted to run. But to where? Back to him? Never. Her body felt like her own right now. She didn’t want to lose that again.

Instead she scanned the cafeteria. There was a massive line, with people picking up trays, but she watched as what looked like a walking bull went to an area that seemed to dispense blood. Another, brown haired boy talked to the bull, but Dani wasn’t paying any attention to that. She could see the blood, coming out like a soda fountain. She dreaded the options.

The two were walking out, but she paid no attention. She was heading to the blood. (Her arm reached out and carried her luggage without her notice.) She picked up the container with a shaky hand. She looked back at the fountain. Wait, there was bull’s blood…it might have come from people like that guy earlier, but maybe it was just, just cows. She’d eaten meat.

She chose that one. It came out in a sickening rush. It smelled horrible. She placed the lid on the cup. And walked away. She chose an empty spot, ignoring the others around her. At the first sip she gagged, coughing loudly.


((Open to anyone in the cafeteria.))

Joseph slid in front of the girl, a few leaves of lettuce flying off from his plate before catching them midair and stuffing them in his mouth. With an evil charismatic form of course.
After chewing for a few seconds he opened his mouth to speak before closing it again upon realizing he didn't swallow everything. After actually swallowing, he spoke.
"Greetings fellow obstacle! I have noticed that you were sitting here alone by yourself pathetically alone! PAthetIC! But I see through your rouse!"
He slammed his salad on the table spilling a few carrots. He sighed as he picked up every single piece and put it back on his plate. ". . .Oh do you mind if I sit down here?"

 

[Necromantic]

Ren

First days were so... Boring. Ren idly poked at the fish on his tray with a fork, watching everything happening around him with vague disinterest. Some people were already getting back into the swing of being at achool, attacking each other with makeshift weapons, yet the majority of them (the ones that had been kidnapped and woke up in the cafeteria, primarily) still seemed disoriented by being at school again. Some guy having soup thrown on him was entertaining, he guessed. Yet, most of the people in there looked like they hadn't quite gotten back into the spirit of committing atrocities yet.

The resident eyesore seemed to be making himself familiar with some girl that looked very, very uncomfortable. What was that guy's name? Hm, Ren felt like he should've known the name of some guy that looked like he'd gotten dressed in the dark, but there was nothing coming to mind. Must have been somebody unimportant.

A knee to the face was traditionally how Ren would've greeted somebody that he wanted to kill him, but this guy had such little malicious aura to him that it made him doubt that would actually happen. So, this would just be an act of sadistic delight, wouldn't it? That was still fun, so it was fine. Ren pushed his tray away and stood up, quietly walking up behind the eyesore. His heel collided with the back of the boy's head to push it down into the salad he had.

"The only obstacle I see in here is you! Nice t'meetcha both, I'm Ren!" He introduced himself cheerfully, waving with a bright smile on his face.

LatinKnightz Lost Echo

 

[Lost Echo]

Dani jumped at the newcomer, nearly spilling the disgusting liquid on herself. Her eyes widened, fear distracting her from the nausea even one sip brought. Lettuce of all things flew in the air, caught nimbly by the boy. “Uh…no?” He had to be safe: he was eating a salad of all things. Sure, vegetarians could be…a lot, but they weren’t going to eat her.

“HiII?” Her voice rose into a squeak as a second guy appeared and smashed the (hopefully) vegetarian’s face into his greens. “Are you okay!?” She set the noxious drink down, and reached over, to try and help…except she didn’t know what to do. Looking back at the guy cheerfully waving, she waved back, afraid he’d attack again. “I’m Dani.”

LatinKnightz Necromantic

 

[LatinKnightz]

Ren

First days were so... Boring. Ren idly poked at the fish on his tray with a fork, watching everything happening around him with vague disinterest. Some people were already getting back into the swing of being at achool, attacking each other with makeshift weapons, yet the majority of them (the ones that had been kidnapped and woke up in the cafeteria, primarily) still seemed disoriented by being at school again. Some guy having soup thrown on him was entertaining, he guessed. Yet, most of the people in there looked like they hadn't quite gotten back into the spirit of committing atrocities yet.

The resident eyesore seemed to be making himself familiar with some girl that looked very, very uncomfortable. What was that guy's name? Hm, Ren felt like he should've known the name of some guy that looked like he'd gotten dressed in the dark, but there was nothing coming to mind. Must have been somebody unimportant.

A knee to the face was traditionally how Ren would've greeted somebody that he wanted to kill him, but this guy had such little malicious aura to him that it made him doubt that would actually happen. So, this would just be an act of sadistic delight, wouldn't it? That was still fun, so it was fine. Ren pushed his tray away and stood up, quietly walking up behind the eyesore. His heel collided with the back of the boy's head to push it down into the salad he had.

"The only obstacle I see in here is you! Nice t'meetcha both, I'm Ren!" He introduced himself cheerfully, waving with a bright smile on his face.

LatinKnightz Lost Echo

"Hmm, dhis is ah fery inderesding biew offh mah salad. . ." He mumbled under Ren's foot. He felt around the top of his head. His hands making contact with Ren's heel.
"Weird foot, feels human but with certain elongations. . . Could be humanoid or some sort of hybrid. . ." He felt Ren's toes. "Ooh! I recognize this shape! . .
I'm trying to lift my head but your feet are kind of fat." He slid out and looked at Ren and returned his smile and enthusiastic waving. "Ah! You must be Ren! I know that because you just told me!" For some reason, Joseph was still holding Ren's foot. "It's interesting for you to say that I'm the only obstacle you see here. That means that you see me as some sort of rival! WELL I ACCEPT YOUR RIVALRY! If you are worthy of it that is!" He shook Ren's foot in a sort of handshake, or rather, footshake.

"I think I vaguely recall hearing about you somewhere. . . Are you the one whom death has no permanent hold?"
He turned to the girl. "And hi Dani!"

Lost Echo Necromantic

 

[Necromantic]

Ren

"I didn't hit him that hard, he should be fine." And just as Ren said that, the idiot was weirdly groping his shoe. Yeah, this fucker was fine, but why was he trying to figure out his race simply judging based off the feeling of the foot on the back of his head. Yeah, yeah, whoever this ugly fuck was seemed to be weird, even by the standards of the guy who would go out of his way to find new ways to die.

"I... hope you recognize what a pair of sneakers feels like? But no, I wear a size seven human shoe." Why was he still holding his foot? Had he somehow fulfilled this guy's unspoken foot fetish? Should he consider him shaking his foot and nearly throwing him off balance sexual harassment? ...No, he was just letting his imagination get the best of him, this guy was definitely just stupid. "You're some pervert obsessed with non-humans, ain'tcha? Sorry to disappoint, but I'm human apart from the immortality."

He was lying, and even had a tail that he just kept coiled around his waist most of the time, but he wasn't about to admit that he wasn't actually human to the guy trying to ascertain his species by groping his toes.

"Nope, not interested in rivalry. Might get promoted if did that." Ren pulled his foot out of the Idiot's hand so that he could stand without feeling like he was about to fall over. He pulled something out of his pocket, deftly flipping it around to reveal the blade of a butterfly knife. "But I'll let ya kill me if you want! Nothin' to kick off the year better than a little bloodshed, right?"

LatinKnightz Lost Echo

 

[LatinKnightz]

"You're some pervert obsessed with non-humans, ain'tcha? Sorry to disappoint, but I'm human apart from the immortality."

"I uh, sadly do not have such evil desires. Believe me I checked. . . sort of. Not really." He seemed genuinely bummed out about it. "But! The best villains have standards do they not? And the best of us even have very strong moral-"

"Nope, not interested in rivalry. Might get promoted if did that." Ren pulled his foot out of the Idiot's hand so that he could stand without feeling like he was about to fall over. He pulled something out of his pocket, deftly flipping it around to reveal the blade of a butterfly knife. "But I'll let ya kill me if you want! Nothin' to kick off the year better than a little bloodshed, right?"

". . .Beliefs. . ." Joseph's voice lowered into almost a whisper. His eyes jumping all over the butterfly knife. The excitement in his heart rose as he was basically offered an opportunity do commit one of the oldest evil acts in history. He calmly took the knife. He examined the point with curious eyes, before looking back at Ren. He was leaning forward. A strike to the skull would take him out instantly. Or should he go for the route with the most suffering? He didn't doubt his speed. Get behind him quick enough and he could stab that sweet spot in the spine. Joseph closed his eyes, and smiled.

He had decided on what evil act he was going to do.
He flourished the butterfly in the air and. . . Closed it.

He very calmly gave the knife back to Ren. "No. . . I don't I will. In fact! I think it would be more evil letting you just live. . . Would you like to know why?"
He smiled.

 

[Necromantic]

"I'm pretty sure sexual harassment is against even our school's rules..." Ren replied dryly.

The refusal to stab him... It looked like the idiot considered it for a moment, but couldn't actually bring himself to cause another person harm. Ren hummed, internally sifting through rumors he'd heard floating around during the school year. Refusal to kill, rationalizing that living was the thing that would make Ren suffer the most- Yeah, he'd heard about this guy.

"You're Joseph, ain'tcha? The goody two shoes. Ya won't hurt me because you're not evil. Or are you just a masochist, want me to kill you?" Ren leaned down, putting his closed knife under Joseph's chin to force him to look him in the eyes. Looking at his face, Joseph was... Still dressed in the ugliest outfit in the cafeteria, he needed some fashion advice before he could give any advice. "Maybe I would if you weren't such an eyesore~"

His eyes moved to the girl that was... Probably even more disconcerted now than she originally had been when he stepped on Joseph's head. Dani, was that what she said her name was? The cup smelled like blood, and she looked like she was one minor inconvenience away from dying. He didn't care, her health issues weren't his problem.

"You tried using blood like ketchup? Does it taste good on fries?" And on to normal social interaction, it seemed.

LatinKnightz Lost Echo

 

[LatinKnightz]

"You're Joseph, ain'tcha? The goody two shoes. Ya won't hurt me because you're not evil. Or are you just a masochist, want me to kill you?" Ren leaned down, putting his closed knife under Joseph's chin to force him to look him in the eyes. Looking at his face, Joseph was... Still dressed in the ugliest outfit in the cafeteria, he needed some fashion advice before he could give any advice. "Maybe I would if you weren't such an eyesore~"

"Many people tell me that. But I know they're wrong, that you! Are wrong!" He stared straight at Ren. "I will admit that often my machinations sometimes take too long or too convoluted, but that's because I possess something most amateurs don't have."

And on to normal social interaction, it seemed.

Too late for that.
"A eye, for the bigger picture. . . Tsk, You're young and still stupid! So I don't blame you for the horrors you are yet to experience! You are unable to process the, true terror of the curse that you possess! Let me reiterate! You are! Immortal! . . Do you understand why that's bad yet?" He tapped his noggin mockingly. "It doesn't take a evil genius to tell you why that's bad!"

 

[Lost Echo]

"I didn't hit him that hard, he should be fine."

"Are you sure about that?" She watched as the salad eater groped the foot on his face, weirdly calm about the whole thing. Salad might have been better than what she was eating (how long had it been...nope, not thinking that.) But the guy was just kicked in the back of the head!

Hmm, dhis is ah fery inderesding biew offh mah salad. . ." He mumbled under Ren's foot. He felt around the top of his head. His hands making contact with Ren's heel.
"Weird foot, feels human but with certain elongations. . . Could be humanoid or some sort of hybrid. . ." He felt Ren's toes. "Ooh! I recognize this shape! . .
I'm trying to lift my head but your feet are kind of fat." He slid out and looked at Ren and returned his smile and enthusiastic waving. "Ah! You must be Ren! I know that because you just told me!" For some reason, Joseph was still holding Ren's foot.

And just as Ren said that, the idiot was weirdly groping his shoe. Yeah, this fucker was fine, but why was he trying to figure out his race simply judging based off the feeling of the foot on the back of his head. Yeah, yeah, whoever this ugly fuck was seemed to be weird, even by the standards of the guy who would go out of his way to find new ways to die.

"I... hope you recognize what a pair of sneakers feels like? But no, I wear a size seven human shoe." Why was he still holding his foot? Had he somehow fulfilled this guy's unspoken foot fetish? Should he consider him shaking his foot and nearly throwing him off balance sexual harassment? ...No, he was just letting his imagination get the best of him, this guy was definitely just stupid. "You're some pervert obsessed with non-humans, ain'tcha? Sorry to disappoint, but I'm human apart from the immortality."

He was lying, and even had a tail that he just kept coiled around his waist most of the time, but he wasn't about to admit that he wasn't actually human to the guy trying to ascertain his species by groping his toes.

She was staring, but at least she had the comfort of not being the weirdest at the table. “Apart from the immortality?” She mouthed, looking at who definitely looked human. Was he a vampire like her? He didn’t quite smell human, but maybe that was immortality?

It's interesting for you to say that I'm the only obstacle you see here. That means that you see me as some sort of rival! WELL I ACCEPT YOUR RIVALRY! If you are worthy of it that is!" He shook Ren's foot in a sort of handshake, or rather, footshake.

"I think I vaguely recall hearing about you somewhere. . . Are you the one whom death has no permanent hold?"
He turned to the girl. "And hi Dani!"

"Hi?" Dani kept her feet firmly on the ground.

"Nope, not interested in rivalry. Might get promoted if did that." Ren pulled his foot out of the Idiot's hand so that he could stand without feeling like he was about to fall over. He pulled something out of his pocket, deftly flipping it around to reveal the blade of a butterfly knife. "But I'll let ya kill me if you want! Nothin' to kick off the year better than a little bloodshed, right?"

With wide eyes, she stared, not at the knife, but instead up at the pulse point at the boy. Her fangs descended. He didn't smell human, but he still smelt edible. Much tastier than the bull's blood. She wasn't even hungry, but to think about blood made her mouth water while her stomach knotted.

"I uh, sadly do not have such evil desires. Believe me I checked. . . sort of. Not really." He seemed genuinely bummed out about it. "But! The best villains have standards do they not? And the best of us even have very strong moral-"
". . .Beliefs. . ." Joseph's voice lowered into almost a whisper. His eyes jumping all over the butterfly knife. The excitement in his heart rose as he was basically offered an opportunity do commit one of the oldest evil acts in history. He calmly took the knife. He examined the point with curious eyes, before looking back at Ren. He was leaning forward. A strike to the skull would take him out instantly. Or should he go for the route with the most suffering? He didn't doubt his speed. Get behind him quick enough and he could stab that sweet spot in the spine. Joseph closed his eyes, and smiled.

He had decided on what evil act he was going to do.
He flourished the butterfly in the air and. . . Closed it.

He very calmly gave the knife back to Ren. "No. . . I don't I will. In fact! I think it would be more evil letting you just live. . . Would you like to know why?"
He smiled.

Her heart thudded loudly in her ears as Dani just watched the salad-foot-boy reach for the knife. He was going to kill him, wasn't he? She couldn't move. Was that her own choice? Or his? She was shaking, but still did nothing as he leaned toward him....and then he closed it. Too relieved to question it, Dani blew out the air she'd been holding, and slumped forward.

"I'm pretty sure sexual harassment is against even our school's rules..." Ren replied dryly.

The refusal to stab him... It looked like the idiot considered it for a moment, but couldn't actually bring himself to cause another person harm. Ren hummed, internally sifting through rumors he'd heard floating around during the school year. Refusal to kill, rationalizing that living was the thing that would make Ren suffer the most- Yeah, he'd heard about this guy.

"You're Joseph, ain'tcha? The goody two shoes. Ya won't hurt me because you're not evil. Or are you just a masochist, want me to kill you?" Ren leaned down, putting his closed knife under Joseph's chin to force him to look him in the eyes. Looking at his face, Joseph was... Still dressed in the ugliest outfit in the cafeteria, he needed some fashion advice before he could give any advice. "Maybe I would if you weren't such an eyesore~"

His eyes moved to the girl that was... Probably even more disconcerted now than she originally had been when he stepped on Joseph's head. Dani, was that what she said her name was? The cup smelled like blood, and she looked like she was one minor inconvenience away from dying. He didn't care, her health issues weren't his problem.

"You tried using blood like ketchup? Does it taste good on fries?" And on to normal social interaction, it seemed.

Wait, so this Joseph wasn't ev--wait a minute! She was not likely to get lucky twice. And that blade was much closer to skin. "Living is much worse than dying!" She blurted out, though apparently it was unnecessary. He wasn't killing him because he was ugly?
She answered Ren's question automatically, "No, but I can't imagine anything making this better." She glanced down at the drink, a grimace returning at the reminder.

"Many people tell me that. But I know they're wrong, that you! Are wrong!" He stared straight at Ren. "I will admit that often my machinations sometimes take too long or too convoluted, but that's because I possess something most amateurs don't have."

Too late for that.
"A eye, for the bigger picture. . . Tsk, You're young and still stupid! So I don't blame you for the horrors you are yet to experience! You are unable to process the, true terror of the curse that you possess! Let me reiterate! You are! Immortal! . . Do you understand why that's bad yet?" He tapped his noggin mockingly. "It doesn't take a evil genius to tell you why that's bad!"

Even Dani looked at Joseph a bit weirdly. "Um...are you okay?"

 

[Necromantic]

Ren

"Immortality has it's limits. I can't heal from everything...And I'm pretty sure I'm older than you." Ren replied, only pointing out what he thought was obvious. He still aged, when he'd been kidnapped to this school he'd been 5'2 and now he was 5'7 so that much was obvious. He needed to eat, or else he wouldn't have been in the cafeteria.

"Huh? Much eviler than dying-? I can't stab him with a closed knife." He ignored everything else that Joseph said, deciding it was too stupid for him to acknowledge his ramblings. This girl seemed oddly apprehensive about killing. "But the necromancy staff will just bring him back even if I do kill him? Happens all the time."

She didn't like the idea of drinking blood... So, if she was still trying to drink it, she had to be some type of Hemovore. Well, that really seemed counter intuitive. "You the type that wants consent from people you drink from? You can drink from me until something more entertaining comes in."