Thread: Hail the Prince!- Moon/DontxBlinkk

River answered each question without concern. he was home schooled and took a 'traveling collage' course... which basically meant he traveled all over the world in one massive museum tour. yes he would like children someday, when he had a bit more of a stable life. yes he lived out in the woods, he was more comfortable there. no he was not a 'sex god' and if they called him that again they where getting expelled. yes he owned a car, no he didn't like the unbearable god awful winters they had there, yes he had enough sweaters to keep him warm. no he was NOT having a housewarming party at his place and he CERTAINLY wasn't supplying the booze. he preferred classical music and soft jazz and no he didn't care that he was 'boring'. yes he had heard of the Twilight books, no he was never going to read them again and mentioned something about an 'accident' with the paper shredder after he'd bought his own copies and red them. yes he had read the Harry Potter stories, in fact the Grim is actually a well known 'Ghost Story' in the British isles. though it is usually called a 'Black Dog'. yes they would be covering various 'elvish folklore' in their lessons. no he was not going to convert the school into atheism and no he was not going to sign her books. he was a teacher, not a rockstar. and then, thankfully, the bell rang and only Sebastian and Jessica could hear his sigh of relief as the last few 'crazies' finally left. ... he had to chuckle at the two who where left. Crazy creature class? well that was a good name for it, since he was dealing mostly with creatures that 'didn't exist'. Ah, you know of the Winter Spirits? he asked when Sebastien cursed, a sly smirk on his face. actually, i beleive they would be more entertained with his brash annoyance. he admitted, flashing them a grin. it is Sebastian and Jessica, correct? you two don't take the bus? he asked, glancing outside to see people crawling onto the big yellow monstrosities. horrid things those are. no seat-belts... he muttered, scowling at the buses, clearly not in the least bit happy with the 'safety' of those things. and they could tip over at any moment... it's worse than being on a plane if you ask me... here he paused. well no. nothings worse than being on a plane, but that's besides the point. he admitted as he glanced at them. planes are rather horrible. i had to take one to get here... never fly on a plane. he stated simply. it is much more worth it to take a boat. even if it takes twice as long... at least with a boat you can survive a crash... with a plane? there's nothing but fiery doom. apparently Sebastian wasn't the only Dork. now then, you two should get going. he warned, shaking his head as he glanced at his watch. i have a meeting i'm late for... not that i care, they can wait for me. i don't even want to be there. he admitted with a grin. that will teach them. he stated as he packed up his class notes and headed out the door, humming a foreign song. when Sebastian headed out for the entrance though, he would find a single old book laying on the floor with the name 'River Ravenwright' Stamped across the bottom. a personalized Journal, you didn't see many of those. if Sebastian where to look inside, he would get the shock of a lifetime. right there, in the middle of the book, with a corner turned down so the page wouldn't get lost, was the very exact same room he himself had sketched, only from a different angle... and a different creature. sitting on either side of the throne where two massive dragons, and in the throne was an almost normal looking man... normal, yes but you could feel the power he emanated even through the pages. it was an excellent drawing, though not as well done as Sebastian's had been it was still too accurate to his dreams to be a coincidence.