<div class="floatleft">(https://beta-static.photobucket.com/images/h275/SavinaHime/2/a6e68d6f-b5bd-4f91-8b3f-7bfd1f920931-original.jpg?width=590&amp;height=370&amp;fit=bounds)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Slade Valentine (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=301924.msg14763372#msg14763372/)<br/><strong>ALIAS:</strong>Samhain<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">The Dark Prince</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Choker excluded</strong> (http://www.dealbyethan.com/images/punk-rave/punk-rave-y-564-bk.jpg)</div></div><br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Courtyard<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Making friends, perhaps?<br/><strong>MENTIONING:</strong>N/A<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Ghost, open<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">This is Halloween {Cover by Caleb Hyles, so good!}</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2-t28u8lePw</div></div><br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Slade's Nightmare Bat</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://assets.lookbookspro.com/bernstein-andriulli/gs_56b4b1f4-a244-43ee-9b0e-6abf0a771fd0.jpg)</div></div><br/><hr/><br/><strong>{Ghost}</strong>"Ghost..."<br/><br/>“Ghost…” Slade repeated, his silky smile never leaving his lips as he accepted the offered hand of the ambiguous individual, his stormy blue eyes gleamed with an almost cold intelligence “Simple and mysterious, I can appreciate that”<br/><br/><strong>{Ghost}</strong>"Congratulations on completing your course,"<br/><br/>“Thank you” Slade replied, his smile taking of a slight hint of a ‘as if there was any doubt’ sort of confident quality, he looked back at the lavender hued bat nightmare carrying his luggage “Exquisite, isn’t it? Plucked from some of the deepest reaches of the nightmare realm, where all pleasant dreams go to die”<br/><br/>He looked back at Ghost then with that same smile, as if there was nothing at all disturbing about what he’d said “I was about to go drop my stuff off in my dorm room… you are welcome to accompany me if you like, we can continue getting to know one another. I’ve only met a particularly intriguing psychic girl so far, I wouldn’t mind making a couple friends during my education here”<br/><br/>Inside, a predatory grin spread across his inner face… of all possible snakes in the grass, Slade had to be by far the most dangerous, but it never stopped poor gullible fools from falling into his trap… by the time anyone realized that Slade was not the friend he portrayed himself to be… it was far too late.<br/><br/>What would happen with this individual calling themselves ‘Ghost’? He was practically giddy with anticipation to find out...