Fantasy Brutusque Boarding School

[Te al Latte]

Felicia bit her lower lips a little, slightly taken aback by the fact that Leilani already knew. "I.. uhh..." She stuttered slightly. Her slender index finger scratched her cheek; was she this readable? She sighed. "You got me." A small grin appeared on the redhead's face as she turned her glance to the black haired girl. They were the same height, which Felicia is truly grateful for, she wasn't looking up like most of the time. Felicia, as a Lewin, didn't like the feeling of looking up to others. "Leilani, you were born with that skin, right?" She asked innocently. Her blue eyes turned to look at the other female's arms. "It's rather unique and peculiar. But it looks so..." What was the right word again? "Tempting?" She gulped a little, a pink flush appearing. The girl really wanted to say 'sexy' but it just seems inappropriate. "Okay, I'm sorry, that's an awkward thing to say." Felicia usurped a laugh, trying to change the mood.


The petite girl walked towards the door of the assembly room, exiting the area. She then headed for the main entrance, going for the dormitory. (I'll assume Leilani's walking with her as well) As Felicia pulled her suitcase behind her, she turned to Leilani. "There's this guy, one of the humans. The guy with dark skin..." Felicia started slowly, "And I kind of, um, smelled his blood." She played with the end of her hair with her free hand. "And I just, um, you know..." Felicia want to tell her friend that her inner was screaming for the taste of Clyde's blood, she just couldn't find the right words for it without giving her the wrong idea.


(Just bring Felicia wherever Leilani will go :> )

 

[gambino]

Otto watched slowly as the boy stood, the rock landing close beside him. The boy picked up his bags after some hesitation, and then disappeared. I may have scared him. Otto mused to himself, tugging on his scarf in a mildly worrisome fashion. Projectile objects were perhaps not the most polite way to alert someone. He stared down at the roof the boy had stood on minutes ago, his long, pale fingers pulling a loose thread from his scarf.


Turning his head at the sound of feet against the singled Gothic roof, the black-haired boy appeared again. "Did you drop the rock on my head on purpose to talk to me? Or do I look like an idiot right now?" He was softly spoken, and Otto looked at him curiously. He was tall, as tall, if not more so, than Otto, and had a little mole below one of his blue eyes.


I have bad aim. You may sit of you like. Otto said, smiling in return.

 

[JujuBee]

Leilani

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Leilani grinned when Felicia admitted to there being something wrong. She smirked, looking around and she waited for Felicia to begin speaking on whatever it was. However, the question she was asked caught her by surprise.


“My skin color?” She asked, blinking in surprise at Felicia. “Yeah… I was born with this skin color.” She listened to the girl some more, Unique? Tempting? What in the world had gone on with Felicia during the summer? This certainly surprised her to an extent. She hadn’t been prepared for that.


Leilani couldn’t help the teasing smirk that came to her face. “Is there something you’d like to say to me Ms. Lewin?” Leilani asked, raising an eyebrow. “I don’t necessarily roll that way but I could certainly experiment. Maybe it could work out.”


She couldn’t help the laugh hat escaped her, throwing her head back as a smile graced her lips. “I’m sorry Felicia, I had to.” She said, wiping a tear away as she followed the younger girl. She soon calmed down, looking around at the students that surrounded them in curiosity. She smiled politely at few that she knew or ones she’d plan on knowing. They could certainly do well for her. It was all about getting inside certain groups.


She looked back at Felicia when the girl turned to her, listening intently. So she’d gotten close to one of the humans, a male at that. Someone that had dark skin like her.


‘Of course, I saw him. A little cutie.’ She thought to herself as she tilted her head. She smiled at Felicia. “Ah, so you’ve found interest in one of the humans huh? Scandalous!” She said, nodding her head. She moved a bit further down the hall before moving the girl aside and leaning against the wall. She looked around before looking back at her.


“I’m guessing his blood smelled good to you?” She said, looking at Felicia curiously. “Want to drink it now? There are a few of those humans I want to drink form. In fact, I wouldn’t mind drinking from their necks. Do you know how pleasurable the possibility of that could be?” She asked, grinning at Felicia. “Keep him. I’m telling you hun. What if you were able to have him fall for you? Maybe he’d be willing to let you drink from him? Oh gosh, that’s so seductive sounding in a way. Have you talked to him yet? How was it?” She asked, grinning as she bombarded the girl with questions and comments. She knew this probably wasn’t the best thing to say but she couldn’t help it. She’d say something that made more sense later on.

 

[CelticSol]

I have bad aim. You may sit if you like.


Warren jolted as the boy's voice spoke in his mind, rather than through the air, which was... a strange feeling. He felt like the other boy could've screamed or whispered, and it would've held the same volume as the other, though it might've lacked the same intensity. So, he's a Bingham. Telepathy wasn't a power he often came in contact with, as the others he had experienced, such as the Lewins' element and his own families transformations, were a bit more of a neon sign rather than, say, reading a mind or projecting a thought, but he had always found them to be a bit more useful than his. Maybe not as ideal for combat (heaven knows how useful spontaneously combusting into flame could be in a fight) but Warren could see it being useful in nearly every other way.


He made his way closer to where the other boy was, then sat down with his legs spread out in front of him, one bent at the knee to hold himself up, with his arm rested on it. He was just far enough that he knew for a fact he wasn't in the Bingham's personal space, but close enough that he didn't think he was entirely avoiding him. He scrambled for a topic, then somewhat blurted out, "I'm not going to enjoy having the humans around. I don't want to hurt them."