The Tiberius J. Swann Education Facility

Date: Sunday 11/04/07
Weather: 43 Degrees and Mostly Clear
Events: None
Birthdays: None

Date: Monday 11/05/07
Weather: 45 Degrees and Clear
Events: None
Birthdays: None

Date: Tuesday 11/06/07
Weather: 52 Degrees and Light Rain
Events: None
Birthdays: Ethiel Windsor

Date: Wednesday 11/07/07
Weather: 42 Degrees and Clear
Events: None
Birthdays: None

Date: Thursday 11/08/07
Weather: 37 Degrees and Clear
Events: None
Birthdays: None

Date: Friday 11/09/07
Weather: 34 Degrees and Mostly Cloudy
Events: None
Birthdays: None

Date: Saturday 11/10/07
Weather: 34 Degress and Clear
Events: None
Birthdays: None

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Who: Blake and Hope
When: All day Sunday
Where: Blake's Apartment
What: They are trying to sort through what happened.
Rated: NSFW

( I don't want to talk and I don't want to fight anymore today. )

Who: Kalli and Xander
When: evening
Where: Out for a walk
What: Kalli sees someone she knows, yay!

Kalli was sitting in he room, completely unpacked after only a few days. Granted, she didn't own many things, just what she had in her backpack on the way over. Still, she was restless and she didn't know why. It could be that she felt like it was summer only a few days ago, and the weather suddenly turned cooler and smelled like winter. Or it could be the familiarity of her surroundings.

She was in another dorm room, in another school, attending more classes, stuck between feeling more human than a nymph. Kalli had to remind herself, school wasn't all that bad. After all, this wasn't really "school" in the traditional sense. Besides, she had made friends with a lot of people last time. Things would look up, it wouldn't be so bad having to spend a few hours inside each day.

Not to mention, she had seen a few familiar faces in the halls earlier. Kalli hadn't talked to them yet though. She needed to find her balance first and decide that she hadn't made a mistake in coming back to an academic setting. It's not that she didn't like attaining an education of sorts, it's just not what she was used to. Then again, change was good for the soul and maybe staying in one place for more than a week was what she needed right now. Who knew?

One thing was for sure, she needed to get out of her room. The air felt stale and she'd much prefer the cooler air outside in comparison to what was circulating in her room. Grabbing a pair of black boots and a black jacket, she tied her hair in a messy pony tail behind her neck and headed outside.

Kalli didn't have a lot of time to collect her thoughts before she encountered a messy head of hair ahead of her. That familiar smirk returned to her face when she threw all her weight behind her fist and hit the guys arm, "Xander?!"

If she were right, and she hoped she was if only to save herself the humiliation, then at least her little stint in academia would be an entertaining one.

Who: Ophelia and Fisher
What: Meeting of the Mediums
Where: The girls' common room
Rating: PG 13

Fisher didn't want to be in his room, didn't want to be anywhere near it. Period. But he had homework to do, so he'd found himself a comfy chair and was getting to it. Jack had accompanied him, as she always did. She was like a puppy. He was working on a few papers, casually conversing with Jack as he did so. Some of the girls who passed by him gave him strange looks, mosty because he was talking to nobody. He didn't mind. Everyone gave him strange looks.

"Would you hush already?" he snapped at Jack, who was perched on the arm of the chair beside him, , knees drawn up t her shin, peering down at his homework. Jack was a frail, timid blonde girl with hair down to her waist that fell around her face and shoulders. She looked perpetually soaked, her hair dangling in soggy tendrils. She also liked to gossip about Fisher and his life, since it was fascinating to her. "He just loves you," she whispered. "He only wanted to help."

"I don't need it," Fisher said flatly, closing his notebook. He wasn't getting anything done. "If you love him so much, why don't you marry him, and then you can both leave me alone?"

Jack recoiled, looking struck. "I'm sorry," she said.

He sighed. "No, it's okay. I'm just mad. It's not your fault." He vaguely noticed a red headed girl heading his way, looking at him. He didn't pay her any mind. She probably thought he was talking to himself, and would just keep walking, like the rest of them did.

Who: Fenrir and Sydni
When: Evening, after the 8 P.M. Yoga session
What: Fenrir Needs Sydni's help
Where: Sydni's apartment

Fenrir wasn't sure of things now. He had been at the time of the full moon. Then things had slowly gone downhill. First Heather had kicked his ass, then he had gotten that note which had lead to a vision that rocked the very foundation of his world. He wasn't sure how to go about things now, but he did now what he had set out to talk with Sydni about. So that's what he would do. Talk to Sydni about trying to win Heather's favor.

He had gone back to his apartment to shower after the yoga session, not wanting to smell of strenuous activity. It was what he would expect someone to do for him if the situation were reversed, and it made him less threatening if he went dressed in decent clothes as opposed to his usual muscle shirt and shorts.

Dressed in a white long sleeved shirt and jeans, he felt slightly uncomfortable, but he knocked at Sydni's door anyways. He was still slightly bruised from his encounter with Heather, and his manner was clearly different then what had been before. He didn't hold himself as high. And there was something different in his eyes. Not the cold and predatory calculation that normally nested in his gaze, but a different sort of something was there. A different sort of thinking.

Who: Lyle and James
What: Lunchtime Brawl
Where: Cafeteria
Why: It's ON!
Rating: R for Language

( But this fight hadn't been about skill, and it hadn't been about strength. It had been about who was more pissed, who felt they deserved more justice. )

Who: Ava and Nathaniel
Where: the cafeteria and then who knows
When: dinner time
What: vampire picnic! except not.

It had not been very long since he told Frankie and Nathaniel felt numb. A whole blanket of numbness fell over him, everything became monotonous, and if he hadn't had to go to class, he would not have gotten out of bed. He needed to eat, yes, that was still very important, and right now it was nearing dinner. He had eaten so regularly before that he only grew hungry at precise times and he left his room to head towards the cafeteria.

He should not stay for long because if he saw Frankie, it'd only hurt more, but then again he needed to see her if only for a moment. Maybe that was not going to happen; he had to hope it did. Nathaniel had not realized how much seeing Frankie often meant to him and going without was like breaking off pieces of his heart and crushing them beneath someone's foot. So without enjoyment, he took his blood and headed to one of the tables. He did not drink yet. Instead, he stared at the red liquid before him, his dark hair falling over his forehead.

The daily reminder he was different. Now, surprisingly, he cared less about drinking blood and more about the horrible urges that came with bloodlust. How easy it was to lose control - no, he would never let that happen again. No more people he loved being hurt, so he would control himself fiercely for the rest of his life. He knew that before and his opinion was confirmed doubly now. Finally he took a sip of the blood.

Who: Fenrir and Heather
Where: Heather's Apartment
When: After Fenrir's Yoga Session
What: Heather requests a chat.

Fenrir was nervous. That was the only word he had for it. He wasn't nervous because he was afraid of Heather. If anything he wanted to fight her again. And he wasn't nervous because he was worried what she might tell him. He had gone for quite a long time without companionship. And it wasn't like he expected anything from her. He had lost. And he had never been well liked. So why would he be nervous?

He didn't know, and he didn't like it. But he was feeling particularly calm after his yoga session, and he'd been different ever since his visitation on Saturday. He wasn't sure how yet, but he felt better than he had in a long while. Like a weight was disappearing from within him. Which wasn't to say he had changed completely. He just felt like there was something more to life than the cold rage he had kept inside for so long.

He knocked lightly on her door and stepped back, arms behind his back. He'd done good yesterday and hope to keep the streak going today with being good. He knew that he was being watched now.