Dalakis Academy discussion

((A place to go between classes. A good place to chill with friends.))

Sutton sat up against the wall with her journal spread across her lap. She slowly strummed at a few cords on her gutair before she wrote somthing into the book.

Sammy walked up to Sutton. "Hey!" She said smiling.

Tessa walked around, her hands in her pockets, she loved being outdoors, even if it was too sunny for her taste. Tessa wished it would rain here, but it never seemed too.

Sammy walked away from Sutton seeing as she ignored her and ran towards the girl who just came out. "Hey!" she said trying to be friendly. She was desperate to make new friends.

Tessa smiled softly at Sammy, "Hi" She spoke quietly. "I'm Tess."

"I'm Sammy. If you don't mind my asking, what exactly are you?" She replied.

Tessa unconsiously crossed her arms nervously, "Shifter." She whispered

"Cool. I'm half fairy and half vampire. I hate being half vampire. You know drinking blood and stuff." she babbled on nervous. Tessa was the first person she met here. "Are you new here?"

Tessa looked away, then back at Sammy, "Yes." She replied softly, feeling awkward. She knew Sammy wasn't trying to make her uncomftorable, but she was really shy.

"I'm sorry if this is awkward for you. I honestly don't talk this much. I'm ususally really shy. I just wanted to make friends," she said noticing how uncomfortable Tessa seemed with her body language.

Tessa nodded relaxing slightly, "I'm shy too." She uncrossed her arms and took a deep breath, "Have you met everyone else yet?" she wondered.

"No. You're the first person I've met." She answered. "I better go to my dorm room and get unpacked. I'm in the house of Arcos in dorm room 8, if you wanna meet up. See ya around." she said, walking away and waving.

Tessa watched her walk away, then turned and sat on a bench to read.

Satarra was walking through silently. Her mind was thinking of magic.

Rayek sat on a bench, have an internal battle with himself. Well, with Wrath but no one else knew that. His eyes were dark and serious, brows drawn together and lips pursed together. His hands were balled into fists, so tight his knuckles were white and his fingers were getting to the point of being numb.

Satarra gasped when she spotted Rayek. "Hell." she muttered, trying to pass without being seen.

A growl rumbled for deep in his chest. Take revenge, Wrath kept saying. What the hell did that mean!? He didn't need to seak revenge on anyone right now. Fuck off. I don't have time for you right now! Reyak shot up - slamming into a girl that was tiny compared to him. He didn't bother to catch and steady her, simply leading her go sprawling to the ground. Wrath wasn't leading him be sympathetic at the moment. Hell, he didn't feel sympathetic right now.

She nearly screamed, and her temper got the best of her. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" she blurted, and then realized who she was facing.

Rayek looked down at her from his towering height. "Fuck off," he snapped.

She clenched her teeth, angry. She started chanting words to cast a dark spell on him.

He glowered at her, eyes going into slits. Bending down he reached for her, fingers wrapping around her upper arm. He lifted her up with a swift jerk smashing her body against his. "You dare to curse me?" He hissed. "What more could you do that hasn't been done to me already?" He couldn't help but laugh at her.

Satarra stopped chanting, and was trembling. She was petrified. "Sorry?" she whispered, before realizing that she wasn't truly afraid of him, she never became afraid of anybody. "Release me." she said, as an order.

Rayek laughed harder at her demand, laughter raspy and dark. He hadn't laughed like this since.... forever, it seemed. Sure it wasn't a joyful laugh, but still. It felt so good.

"What the hell is so funny? I said release me." she said.

Rayek let go of her, having to clutch his sides. After a few more moments he could breathe, laughter dying out completely.

She was huffing with anger, and didn't realize that she was yelling,"WHAT THE FUCK IS SO FUNNY?"

Rayek shrugged, turning away from her. He began to walk away seeming as if he were gliding rather than walking, slight bounce in his step.

She clenched her teeth again and walked in front of him, blocking his path. "You think you can act like a bastard, and just walk away? No apology, nothing?" she asked, shocked.

He smirked. "I know I can." He brushed her aside easily. "What will you do little witch?"

"and to think I though you were cute." she said under her breath before saying a spell in her head and making hundreds of spiders crawl on him.

Rayek hissed, anger bubbling up. He smacked spiders from his arms, but only more appeared. He reached for Sattara, gripping her hair and yanking her head back hard. "Undo.the.curse," he growled low.

She yelped. "Ow." she paused. "No thanks, I think I'm enjoying this a little too much."

His eyes grew a demonic red for a split second. Grinning devishly - yet so breathtakingly - he enfolded her in his arms, smashing her body with his. Spiders began to crawl on the both of them. "I am, too."

Satarra noticed his smile, how beautiful he was in his own creepy way....
She absolutely hated spiders, and shrieked. She released him from the curse by saying something in Japanese. She hit the spiders off of her.

Rayek chuckled darkly. "What's wrong? Are we done playing already?"

She crossed her arms stubbornly. "You act as if you have won."

He grinned at her. "Oh, but I have." He felt as if something was pulling him towards her. His gaze fell to her mouth.

She saw his eyes and instantly covered her mouth.

He chuckled darkly. He moved her hand and leaned forward until his mouth was almost to her's. "You think I want you?" He asked, lips brushing against her pouty ones with each seductive yet cruel word. He stiffled a shudder, Wrath calming for once and retreating to the back of his mind.

She stood there, completely stiff, not saying anything for once.

Rayek moved away from her. "And she goes silent." He smirked.

She shook her head. "You didn't win." she said, finding her voice again.

He grinned. "Oh," he inquired.

She struggled to find a spell, so just went with wind, and shot it at it with much force.

Rayek went flying back with the impact hitting a wall a good distance away. His head hit it with a defeaning crack, splitting open. Blood began to seep from the gash, dripping down and staining his dark hair making it sticky. He blinked, eyes going out of focuse like he was dazed. Damn, Wrath said. Got your ass handed to you by a chick.

"Holyshit." she repeated over and over and ran over to him. "Im so sorry"

He shook his head, fighting to stay focused. His hand went up to the wound, touching it lightly with his fingertips. When he pulled his hand away it was coated with blood.

She began a panic attack and sat down before crowding into a ball and rocking back and forth. Ever since the incident with her brother dying because of her, she hadn't used powerful spells, and didn't know why she just did. "My fault.My fault.My fault.Myfault." she repeated over and over.

"Shut up," he said through numb lips. Gods she's annoying, Wrath growled. Rayek stood having to use the wall for support.