<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/2c/Juuzou.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Damon Deville<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main Hall<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Morning time.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Cassandra, Zabryna, Open.<br/><hr/><br/>Just as Damon was waiting for his reply from Ms Admiral, a massive collide threw him off his feet, "Whaaa!!~~". Before Damon could realise what had been thrown at him to knock him on his back, he felt the weight sat atop his lap. The first thought was that this was a familiar sort of feeling, absent mindedly he reached out with his hands and they got into contact with the leather string-up shorts on the backside of the girl wearing them. Shaking off the stun, Damon's eyes clocked onto Cassandra as she was collapsed atop of him, "Oh! Ah no worries, these things happen!" he beamed with a bright smile back up to her, completely non-phased as he was sprawled out below her.<br/><br/>He blinked and took the vampire girl's form in; trench coat, leather shorts, boobs near popping from her corset and piercing eyes with raven hair. She looked like Death herself, though in a good way, Damon loved goth girls. "Are you okay though? That looked like a nasty bump to your head..." he asked her, moving just the one hand from her bum to the back of her head, cupping and stroking her raven locks. "Hey!" Damon piped up suddenly, "You're the vampire girl from the sleep over last night! I'm Damon and..." he ran out of words to think to say, "You feel nice~" he smiled, squeezing her bum once. At this point he realised Ms Admiral was still right by him, looking to the butterfly winged teacher as he was still sprawled out on the floor he asked again, "Um Miss... I think that's two of us who are lost for next class now...", blushing as he spoke.