<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/darkglitch/916169b8-c9b8-4c71-aaba-36b259412180_zps1b51bdad.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character Name</strong>: <em>Jackson Morison (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=195974.msg10459717#msg10459717)</em><br/><strong>Who:</strong> <em>The Witches of Robichaux's Academy</em><br/><strong>Where:</strong> <em>Robichaux's Academy - Dining Room</em><br/><strong>When: </strong> <em><em>Sunday, 20th of July at around 10am</em></em></td></tr></tbody></table>Wearing (http://api.ning.com/files/-81imknMOk00p1mxqp*6PcT49*FwMPyI-rpLNH4Zm0EBsycvf-OkWHY7gk2vN0LgSefZC3cSf1Ez*dHV4WTGycBMACqVT0Gh/25_lauren_jackson.jpg)<br/><hr/><br/>Jackson's finally woke up from his slumber, the day light warming his bare skin as it shown through his window. He as always slept in the nude; in the end it just relaxed him more. Plus it cut out the wasted time of getting naked if he had any late night visitors, which happened to him more times then he'd admit...ok he'd so admit it but who's counting. He smiled and stretched his lean from like a lone ally cat, the sound of what could be mistaken for a purr left him as he slowly woke up to great the day.<br/><br/>Slipping from bed he walked over to the window and opened it to get some fresh air it in. A soft chuckle coming from him as an elderly couple passed by the house, the older man looked shocked but his wife kind of smirked as Jackson waved to the pair. The husband voiced something he couldn't hear and covered his wife's eyes and glared at Jackson as they passed.<strong>"Aww she was just enjoying the view."</strong>he sighed knowing some people could be such kill joys. Still he had an interesting day ahead of him, the practice for the real tests began to day, but most of all Deacon was back and he knew there were a few that wouldn't take it as lightly. Oh the fun to be had today...yes Jackson looked forward to it all as he got quickly dress.<br/><br/>Sound of his steps and whistling gave away his approach to the dining room. A bright charming smile came to his lips as his eyes fell upon the people present. Stepping up to Cordilea he leaned down and gave her a kiss on the cheek,<strong>"Hello dearie."</strong>he said with a smile and moved over to Layla and Deacon,<strong>"Deacon you old scoundrel finally decided to show your face. I had thought you were scared or something hiding away like that."</strong>he leaned between Layla and Deacon and gave the man a kiss on the cheek as well,<strong>"Good to have you home though." </strong>he smirked and looked to Layla and pulled a handkerchief from his pocket,<strong>"Layla dear you have a little blood..."</strong>he said without judgment as he saw the blade she held had cut into her thumb rather nicely.<br/><br/>Not wanting the blood to worry the others, and knowing the shock of seeing Deacon again was likely the cause he simply draped the clothe over her hands and stepped away before she turned the blade on him.<strong>"Good morning all,"</strong>he addressed the others and smiled,<strong>"So many new faces...what fun. I am Jackson Morison one of your very talented teachers. And it is lovely to meet each and every one of you. But it does seem as if we are still missing a few."</strong>he took a mental count as he found himself a seat and got comfy.<strong>"I could go fetch the others from bed, no promises how though."</strong>he laughed and relaxed a bit taking it all in once more.<br/>