<br/>(http://rs884.pbsrc.com/albums/ac45/mikamed/936full-andrej-pejic.jpg~c200)<br/><strong>Name:</strong>Ebony Rain<br/><strong>Sorting:</strong>Bronze Student<br/><strong>Age:</strong>18<br/><strong>Orientation:</strong>gay<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Library Relief (Rev, open?)<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/><br/><br/>He was honestly bored. The walls of the school didn’t hold much entertainment for the boy, and so he resorted to hiding within the musty library. It wasn’t the worst place to be; the library was honestly one of Ebony’s favorite places, and he would often times see it as a sanctuary. Still, he couldn’t get rid of this ‘dull’ feeling that burned inside-- it almost felt like he had a caged animal inside of him, and it was clawing at him to be released upon the world. He grumbled, and slowly would move to place a cigarette within his mouth. He flicked his lighter-- a hello-kitty themed thing, which would seem to match his zombie-kitty look--- and brought it up to light that cherry-scented cigarette.<br/><br/>His crystal-like eyes had tried to focus upon a book. It was some little thing about aquatic-ecosystems, with some pages dedicated to amphibian biology-- not exactly ‘light reading’, but it would keep the boy interested. Animals had always been a passion for the boy-- especially aquatic and semi-aquatic ones-- so he would never pass up a chance to read something about them. With that being said, even this couldn’t bring the boy ‘relief’. The words would seem to blend together, and his pink and black nails would seem to tap with some minor annoyance. Finally, he let out a soft growl-- it probably was audible, but he couldn’t honestly bring himself to care.<br/><br/>With a ‘thud’ the book would close, and the boy would stamp out his spent cigarette upon a tray in the window. “Have it your way...” He grumbled out; speaking to the book, as if it was the reason why the boy couldn’t get through.