The Nephilim discussion

((Roleplay))

Wayde entered his room and took a towel out of his drawer. He went into the bathroom and took a shower. 20 minutes laterhe stepped out of the shower with his towel around his waist. Getting out a pair od jeans and white T-shirt, he got dressed and headed up to the library.

Clair was in her car driving and saw him but, she didn't stop her car and roll down her window to say hello. She was not in the mood for talking to people after what happened!

Wayde entered, followed closely by Sasha. Walking over to his bookshelf he scanned the titles of his many books.

Sasha looked around uncomfortably while Wayde searched. His room was... simpler than she'd expected. She took a cautious seat on the edge of his bed and waited.

"Hmm. Where did I put that thing." He murmered to himself.

Sasha huffed out a breath. "You lost it?" she asked incredulously.

He gave her a look over his shoulder as he pulled out an old leather bound book. "Trust me. My books are one thing I definately don't lose." He walked over to a little table and set the book down. Sitting down on the single armchair beside it, he started to page through it.

Unable to contain her curiousity, Sasha walked over to stand behind him, peering over his shoulder at the book as he paged through.

He stopped at a page with a picture of a symbol on it. It was of an black 5 pointed star with flames rising up it. At the bottom it read:

Blackstar family crest

Sasha stared at the picture for a long time. It pulled at something in her. Obviously it was familiar, it was her family crest, but there was another memory that came with it- something she wasn't sure she wanted to remember.

"I was fighting my own family," she murmured, eyes closed tightly. "When I lost my memory." Flashes came back to her: dozens of people swinging weapons, shining rings with that crest, a burst of red before she blacked out.

Sasha held her head in her hands and dropped back onto the bed.

Wayde, looking concerned sat down lightly on the edge of the bed beside her. "Are you okay?"

Sasha took a shuddering breath without looking up. "I don't know," she whispered, irritated that this was the only answer she could ever give.

He nodded sympathetically. "Can I get you anything?"

"Just..." Sasha thought for a long moment, but couldn't think of anything that would make this realization easier. So she shook her head slowly. "No."

She peered at him through her fingers. "I can go," she said, "if you'd like. You don't need to be witness to my breakdown."

He laughed softly. "You don't have to go. Really, I get pretty bored here anyway."

"Really bored, apparently, if this is more fun than being by yourself," she teased half-heartedly. She glanced around his room again. "So... What would you be doing if I weren't here?"

"Reading most likely. Or playing guitar." He pointed to where his guitar lay against the side of his bookshelf.

someone knocked on the door.

Wayde got up and crossed over to the door. Opening it, he saw a girl.

"hi!i'm allison"she said with a cute smile."i'm new here"she had a soft voice.

He smiled at her. "Hi, I'm Wayde." He stuck out his hand.

Sasha froze when she heard the knock. While Wayde answered the door she immediately wiped the pained expression off her face, shoved her memories to the back of her mind, and adopted an indifferent look. She ran her hands through her loose black hair, pulling it into a loose ponytail over one shoulder before standing up.

I shouldn't have let my guard down, she thought somewhat bitterly. She need anyone else seeing what a mess she was. She shouldn't have even let Wayde see.

"I guess I'll see you around," she said to them both, pushing her way out the door without introducing herself.

Wayde looked abit confused and slightly hurt as she pushed passed him and left. Shaking his head, he turned his attention back to Allison.

"what's with her?"she asked."i guess it's because of me.."she said.

He shook his head. "No, its not you. She's always like that."

"oh!so what do you do in your spare time?"she asked.

He laughed. "Very random question, but okay." He walked back inside the room and sat down on the chair. "Read, play guitar, train, listen to music. Whatever really."

"i play the guitar, read and listen to music.it seems like we spend our time doing similar things."she sat on a chair.

"Seems like it." He smiled.

"is sasha your girlfriend?"she asked.it was really hard to ask such a question.

He looked pretty shocked. "Uh, no."

"I'm sorry.i just asked.....i don't know why...i'm so stupid...i shouldn't have asked"she hit herself.then she realized she was with wayde."um..please don't think i'm crazy...my step mom always made me do this"((can we RP in mystic high?))

she waited for his response.

((Yeah sure.))

He laughed. "Don't be sorry, I was just abit taken a back by the question. But no, we're only friends. Atleast, I think we're friends."

"let's change the topic.where did you live before?"she asked with curiosity.she felt something special talking to him.

"Uhm, Here. But my parents and younger brother live in Rome. They run an institute there." He ran his hand through his hair.

"ok!"she noticed his hair.it was really smooth."are you hungry?"she asked.

((Please go to 'create your Rp character' topic and tell me which pic of him you think is better..))

"A little yeah." He stood up. "Wanna go grab a bite?"

"sure"she stood up.

"Great." He led here out his room, closing the door behind her and went down to the Dining Hall.

Wayde entered his room and pulled off his slightly crumpled shirt. He turned the shower on and waited for it to heat up. Once it had, he had a quick shower and and put on a pair of running pants, A tight fitting shirt and his hoodie, in which he placed his Ipod. He laced up his running tekkies and left again, his hair still damp.