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Thread: The Institute ( Spirits x Dementia )

Joseph had to go through a similar process that Xaliya went through when he finally entered his own room, he was almost disappointed by the fact that he wasn't Xaliya's roommate, almost disappointed, due to the fact that she at the very least talked to him before. Still that little feeling of disappointment didn't last very long, they were neighbors, right next door to each other. He was more concerned about checking out his room, and upon seeing it...he was by all means taken aback, the room appeared to be fully accommodated to him, spacious, painted white, sterile, completely plain to try to keep him at a sort of calm. To prevent a possible psychological reaction from him. When he checked the room, he found most things to be as Xaliya had found her room, though in his case, there was only one true key difference one fridge was significantly larger than the other. One basic mini-fridge and next to it a large fridge built to house enough food to at least qualify as a meal to him, he'd still starve a little unless he decided to leave for food... Though still at the very least he had some sustinance. The other half of his room was... pink, baby-blue, several arrays of light colors, spontaneous, he frowned at the sight of this, what's more the other bed was much larger. He sat there deciding to at least get settled, that is until he heard several giggles come from outside his room, he remembered those giggles.... those succubi from the plane ride... Oh god no. A shy little voice seemed to murmur behind Xaliya, ...Um...Excuse me... It was a dwarf, a little dwarf male, seeming to be still.... small. Despite being already eighteen, his form and appearance in general was...quite adorable, his hair reached down to his waist being slightly unkempt, and shaggy, though his face was practically 'carved' out of marble, the perfect image of a child. He wore bulky looking clothing, that looked quite troublesome to walk around in, though he seemed to move around fine. The voice he spoke in was light, semi-effeminate. He had several markings that streaked along his face and along his body, traditional. He was a traditional, country dwarf. There was not much to say about him, he was quite well versed as a handy-man, good at repairing most things that had metal. He was chuckling nervously. Sorry if I was disturbing you.
Thread: The Institute ( Spirits x Dementia )

Xaliya would sit up slowly, looking down at the dwarf below her. He smelled of dirt and sweat. She groans and flops back, crossing her legs as she chunks the empty blood bags in the trash. You weren't disturbing me, she says boredly, kicking her foot a bit. Deciding to at least be a little bit nice, she sits up. Xaliya rested her hands in her lap, blue eyes looking over him. So. You're a what? she says slowly, smiling down at him. She could hear easily the many giggles in the hallway and the stench of lust. She nearly threw up as one entered the room next to her. So you like the darker things? she asks, looking towards his very black side of the room. She raises an eyebrow, yawning lightly. The sun was going down and soon she would get her vamp on. They didn't have a curfew so she was able to do as she pleased. She ran a finger over her bottom lip to catch a couple drops of blood before licking her finger clean.
Thread: The Institute ( Spirits x Dementia )

Umm... it's traditional, and yes.. I'm not very fond of bright colors, it makes my eyes ache. He said admittedly with a nervous chuckle as he brought his things indoors. He seemed quite upbeat in his own...timid way, he didn't seem that unpleasant in the least. I'm a dwarf, erm.... A metal-working dwarf if you want to get technical. He said as he put his clothes away, what little clothes he brought with him anyway. Most of the things he brought with him were shockingly small metal ores, most of them were common ores found in the human's realm, only one or two were of the supernatural world, he brought a small mobile black-smithing kit with him, nothing at all major, he probably wouldn't be able to fit his entire workshop in his cases. S-so yeah... I kinda look like a kid, but I'm actually close to turning nineteen...or was that twenty.. He said giving it some thought. A-Anyway, I hope we can hang out some time, it's been a while since I've actually 'hung out' with anyone... I kinda get immersed in my work.. He said taking a seat on his bed. Joseph sighed a little, he felt exhausted already knowing he'd have to put up with these succubi, not that they weren't unpleasant, in fact they seemed to be quite polite. He was just irritated knowing he'd have to avoid their advances... knowing them they could only repress their lust for only so long. Just stay calm, if they tried it, he'd just revert to his wendigo form and that'd be the end of it... Just try saying 'hi'- Oh sure, how was he going to do that? Being holed up in his apartment for so long took a huge toll on his social skills... Hell most of what he said to Xaliya was just...stuff. It's not as though he really felt angry about what she did so long ago, it was just the first thing that came to mind. Focus... Focus. He inhaled, and breathed out, ...H... Nothing.. I can't do this, I CAN'T DO THIS! he practically screamed in his mind. He hadn't felt this awkward since that time he forgot his wallet at home and he had this huge mess of food to buy. He was right there at the cashier and it was at that moment where the world itself seemed to end. No, he was stronger than this, just say 'hi' or at least start the conversation or something, Wait, if you remembered them from the plane, then you could use that for a conversation starter, just do it! Oh, it's you three... f-from the plane. Success.
Thread: The Institute ( Spirits x Dementia )

Xaliya looks over him and smiles a bit before standing to her full height. She begins unpacking her clothes and minimal trinkets. It was mostly books and pictures from college. The billboard was decorated in a matter of minutes, the in-wall bookshelf soon following. She had very eery trinkets in which her blood turner had given her before setting her out into the word. One of which was her blood knife, the item in which held his blood so she would always be able to defend herself. Her clothes were hung in the closet, as well as the dresser. The room was fairly large for two magical beings to live in. Of course she didn't mind. Her side of the room looked more secretive. With the candles and dark colors. She soon set up her laptop and the desk area. All of which, she floated around and about, hanging posters and such like. She turns to the other and floats to his side of the room, curiously looking over everything. 20 is it? she asks, smiling. I'm 23. She giggles a bit before floated back to her side of the room. Quite a youngster to be in this institute, no? The one succubus that hung behind looked like a child. She waves at him, smiling slightly. Ah, I think my sisters helped you with your things, no? she answers. This was Lillian, named after the sinning woman in the bible herself. Lillian was a petite girl. Her soft blonde locks fell to her rib cage, big brown eyes only helping her innocent appearance. She had a chest to be proud of, as well as a back end. But she was oddly......short. She maybe made it to five foot, highly doubtful though. She had on a soft, cream colored dress that fell to her knees, along with simple slipper shoes. Her side of the room matched her completely. Pastel colors and a soft looking appearance. She begins unpacking, her wardrobe like that of a porcelain dolls. She was soon finished, pictures of her slutty sisters and her innocent self, child books and mostly poetry as well. She seemed practically perfect but of course, she was a succubus. Never to be trusted.
Thread: The Institute ( Spirits x Dementia )

Well... It's not like I was that well known as a metal-worker before.. he said grimly, he said then plopping back onto his bed. This is actually surprisingly comfortable... By the looks of it, it seemed kind of.... stiff... He said as he then wiggled around on his bed in glee seeming to enjoy his bed greatly. He set up his things nearly by his bed side. He looked over to Xaliya, Erm... If you don't mind me asking... Why are you here, you seem very well off, and....you actually seem to be... in erm... better condition yourself unlike me. he said with a chuckle referring to how clean she was in contrast to his scarred body stained by soot and filth from the underground. Ah one of your sisters, It's nice to meet you, your sisters were actually quite helpful and I appreciated their help... If you get the chance could you tell them that I was grateful and asked you to tell them thanks for me? he said as he got himself set up, putting several oddities around the bookshelf. He put a large elk skull near the top of the shelf and placed several trinkets of his on his side of the wall including several dreamcatchers.
Thread: The Institute ( Spirits x Dementia )

Well, apparently I was the only vampire they could find, she floats up towards the ceiling, finding a perfect place to hang and sleep from there. She floats around the room. Her hair flows easily around her body, the chocolate brown locks silk to the touch. She looks to the dwarf before floating up beside him. Don't touch my fridge and I'm sure we'll be at a mutual standstill, she giggles before executing a couple loops in the air, only to hover above her bed with her legs crossed. How about you? You seem a bit roughed up. Xaliya looks over his small frame and hums to herself, stretching her legs out in front of her briefly. Lillian wanders over to his side of the room to look over his shelves. She smelled of soft vanilla and sunshine. She briefly runs a hand over the skull before feeling the animals spirit and stepping back into the area of her side of the room. She hops atop her bed only to wiggle around, it was a water mattress. She places an index finger to her bottom lip. This is going to come in handy later, she thinks, running a hand over the soft sheets. She crosses a smooth leg over the other. Well, introductions are to be in order, no? she asks, batting her lashes at him.
Thread: The Institute ( Spirits x Dementia )

Um... I don't drink blood, or like it very much, so...haha I think you don't have much to worry about. He said with a small chuckle. He turned red, seeing Xaliya's legs streched out, they were flawless, notably well taken care of, he turned away, picking up smaller bits and bobs from his belongings. Y-yeah... nothing to worry about at all. he muttered, soon taking off his armor, with a small huff. His form was fairly thin. Very much so, however there were indications that he was fairly strong despite the fact that he appeared to be malnourished. He plopped back onto his bed rolling around on it. This is sooo comfy ...I suppose so? He was fairly surprised by the succubi's behavior, he didn't know exactly where her intentions rested which lead him to assume a more cautious approach. ...Why don't you introduce yourself? I don't have much to say about myself really, I imagine you have much more to say than I possibly could. He said as he took a seat on his plush mattress, quite soft, very much so, but in some areas the matress was firm.
Thread: The Institute ( Spirits x Dementia )

The vampiress only giggles, floating into an upright position before looking at him. Well. They did coordinate these rooms to our liking, she states. She moves around quite easily, placing more books and what not upon the shelves. I'm assuming we'll begin being there subjects tomorrow, she murmurs, standing on the ground briefly to turn to him. I'm going to get this out of the way now, alright? she says lightly. I am a vampire. I am a virgin vampire. In any case, where my feeding gets out of hand, do not submit to my seduction. Okay? Lillian only giggles and hops up. My name is Lillian, sister to Lira and Lena. I am a lovely, energy feeding succubus, she bows, smiling over at him angelically. You are? Lillian was all too tickled that she was sharing a room with a male. Though, of right now, he didn't seem to have any sexual energy, which upset her slightly.
Thread: The Institute ( Spirits x Dementia )

The young dwarf looked at her with confusion, he was vaguely familiar with vampire lore. They were so popular to humans, who wouldn't have known about them? However upon her mentioning her virginity. He honestly grew confused as to what the big deal was. He didn't want to be seduced, of course not. Yet he couldn't help but ask, as it was his own curiousity that was driving him to understand the vampiress a little more. So he asked her, ...U-um... okay... Well he didn't ask her then, but in the next line he was. ...U-Um... if you don't mind me asking... W-Why is it such a big deal? There we go. Joseph. Nice to meet you. He replied almost mechanically. I am a wendigo. He said plainly and at that point it probably made sense as to why his refridgerator was so big. He smiled politely at her...even if he was more than uncomfortable being in the same room as her.
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Thread: Not a Creature Was Stirring... Save Two [AswanFox - Trixie]

Flint started slightly, seeing Claire squirm listlessly in her wrapping, making muffled sounds of confusion as she awoke. The young fennec blinked, stepping back slightly as the mousette rolled slowly onto her back, the ribbons holding her securely even as she tested them. When she saw him, and her eyes went wide, Flint stiffened again, staring back at her in bewilderment. As her tail thrashed in agitation, so did Flint's, swishing back and forth in excitement. I-...! he stammered, his own nervousness showing as he fumbled for something appropriate to say. Claire...? Are you... is all this...? Holy crap... this really is for me, isn't it! Flint was understandably in shock after all, this was the kind of thing that only happened in themed pornos! And my living room, apparently. After another awkward moment of stunned silence, Flint jerked into action, doing the only thing his still overwhelmed mind thought made sense. Kneeling down, he reached out carefully, brushing a few strands of hair away from the mousette's face and untying the ribbons which held the minty bit-gag in place, his blush quite visible as his eyes traveled over Claire's naked, well presented form. They understandably lingered for a moment on her pert bosom, as well as the candy-cane pushed into her nether regions, around which a great deal of moisture was beginning to bead. Returning to meet her gaze, Flint managed a shaky smile. Ah... merry Christmas? Sorry this is a little shorter.
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Thread: The trainee and the peasant (Sirix and Jemima)

Lance, an assassin trainee, starts on his long journey with only his heavy leather bag containing clothes, his assassin gear, stolen important documents, and a few other things of necessity. He sneaks out of the dorm quietly, making sure to not wake the other trainees and the master of the dorm. He knows that he must jump the castle wall, an easy feat that he accomplishes quickly, since they taught it to all the trainees so they could do it in other castles for easy escapes. Once over the wall, he listens for the inevitable call for the guards to search the streets for a young man about 6 foot tall, wearing black clothing, hard leather boots, and a cloak hiding his build, with light brown hair and deep blue eyes. Hearing nothing, for now at least, he starts his challenging run across the city buildings. The jumps were easy closer to the castle but the off kilter roofs farther away from the castle were not a good support to land on. The slums were the hardest part of the city run, with stealth at his level basically impossible. Masters could make this run without a sound, but Lance hadn't acquired that amount of skill yet. Not long after he starts the run the guards hear his foot falls on the roofs and are sent on his trail. They gain on him quickly as Lance progresses through the large city. As he nears the outside wall, Lance landed on a bad tile on the roof of a peasant's house and stumbles. Unable to recover, Lance tumbled from the roof to the waiting ground below.
Thread: The trainee and the peasant (Sirix and Jemima)

Fleur dropped the bucket of sloshing water onto the cobble-stoned street and dried her wet hands on an apron. It was barely morning, the sun still cold and soft as it battled the wisps of fog clearing the streets. There wasn't much beauty in Fleur's part of the city the ramshackle homes were poorly kept, in need of repair that inhabitants couldn't afford. Fleur nodded at the elderly woman across the street shuffling back into her home. Poor as they were on the western wall, it was the kindest part of town. The slums on the southeastern side of the city housed the thieves and low-lives that she would rather avoid. At such an early hour, the streets were quiet. People were still asleep or already departed for work, positions in manual labor that barely kept food on the table. Fleur's brother had left hours ago to help the merchants load their carts. Fleur spent her time caring for the sick in their neighborhood with what little herbs and medicines they could scrape up. She had done the same for her younger sister until she passed away a month ago. Fleur had considered searching for a job as well with only her brother providing for them both, but the only positions offered to a poor, beautiful girl were less than desirable. Fleur would rather fight a never-ending battle against the sickness in their streets than surrender her dignity for such little earnings. Fleur pulled herself out of thought and gently tossed her ash blonde hair over one shoulder. Her slender build made it difficult to carry so many buckets of water from the well near the inner city, but there was laundry to wash. The hem of the sky blue dress she wore was beginning to soil from the streets - unavoidable in such a poor part of town, really. As Fleur bent to pour the bucket into the tub outside her door, a man tumbled to the street just steps away - from her own roof. Fleur dropped the bucket of water and stumbled back, hands raised to stop the scream that welled to her lips. The man was mostly shrouded by a large cloak but, despite his dark clothes and hard leather boots, he didn't seem to be threatening her. Fleur hovered uncertainly, staring at the man, when the quiet streets were interrupted by shouts and heavy footsteps. The guards, perhaps? Fleur quickly made the connection they were after this man. She had no love for the law in her city. It was often mistaken and unjust. She impulsively opened the door to her home, creaking slightly on rusted hinges, and beckoned the man inside. Hurry, Fleur gestured urgently, glancing up the street to see if the guards had turned the corner.