Supernatural High (IC)
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				Title: <strong>Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>23-01-2012, 18:34:25</strong>
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				Luna grunted as her alarm clock went off, rolling over in her bed and reaching into the darkness to turn it off, the average level sound deafening to her heightened sense of hearing. She growled softly and sat up to shower and dress. She ate a simple breakfast of raw steak before cleaning her teeth and heading outside to her 1952 Mercedes type 300, getting in and breathing the familiar scent of the car through her enhanced sense of smell. She put her headphones in, listening to her favourite Brahms pieces with a small smile as she drove to school, parking up with the usual awe from the new students, staring at her classic, well maintained car. She sighed and slung her bag across her back, preparing for the first day of her last year... after this she'd get a new identity and go somewhere else... maybe California. <br><br>She sighed, heading to locker a18, sorting her combination and ramming her bag and books inside. She tentatively sniffed the air, familiarising herself with the scents of the people in the lockers around her, she grunted as a girl shoved her against the lockers, scattering her papers across the floor.<br><br>“Oops, sorry.” Smirked the girl, who'd picked on Luna since she'd started, as she stalked away, laughing with her friends. Luna growled softly and knelt down to pick up the papers, swearing fluently under her breath.
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>23-01-2012, 18:55:29</strong>
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				Spencer had woken early so she could get ready for her first day at a new school. It was her senior year and she hated that she couldn't spend it with her friends in New Orleans. After a late night of studying what her grandmother was teaching her, she was tired. She showered and dressed in a pair of faded blue jeans that molded to her hips and ass perfectly. She paired them with a black and gold tank top that had a sequined fleur de lis on the front and a pair of black leather boots. She got into her 1969 Challenger and drove to the school. She found her locker and looked around at the students around her. She wondered if she would make any friends.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>23-01-2012, 23:53:42</strong>
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				Marcus awoke groggily in the morning, the late night of drinking made sure of it. He took two aspirins and went to his kitchen to make some sort of breakfast, 'I need to go get more food' he thought looking through the painfully empty fridge. He settled on cereal but in the lack of milk ate it with some bourbon a friend left sitting on the table, 'breakfast of champions' he thought. Marcus dressed slowly in a nice button shirt, with slacks, and his favorite Fedora. Feeling through the pockets of the pants he found a pack of cigarettes, no doubt stolen from some drunk in a bar. <br><br>Marcus went outside and sat in the driver's seat of his truck, a big, old, but well kept truck. He raised his fingers and continuously snapped his fingers until a flame appeared at the end of his thumb, lighting one of the cigarettes he turned the key and started driving to school. Marcus grabbed a pair of sunglasses from the glove compartment and stopped for a moment to honk at two fine girls.<br><br>He parked in front of the school and locked the truck, the normal kind of people seemed to infest the lot, some he had seen just last night doing a host of sins. 'There's no shortage of evil around here' he thought tapping the ash off the end of his cigarette. Marcus strutted through the doors of the school and went to his locker, checking the clock he hung in the back of it Marcus could here the sound of books and papers dropping. He turned and saw a blonde girl bent over scrambling to grab her papers, he could see her glare at a girl laughing down the hall.<br><br>Hiding his hand into his locker Marcus snapped the end of his finger off and it morphed into a rat in his hands, "go bite that girl" he whispered pointing at the girl down the hall. The rat followed suit and Marcus laughed loudly when she screamed and ran off, the rat returned and morphed back into his finger. He turned and grabbed some papers off the floor and handed it too her, "people can really be mean, huh?", he couldn't help but look her over, she was pretty hot. The one thing Marcus did notice was the distinct smell coming off&nbsp; of her, 'a werewolf?' he thought, 'exotic'.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>23-01-2012, 23:59:47</strong>
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				"She's had an axe to grind with me for some time..." Said Luna with very old fashioned syntax, clearly a fairly old and well traveled Werewolf to the trained ear. "It's dreadf-..." She suddenly stopped mid sentence as she caught his scent, her nostrils quivering for a moment. "Ahem, sorry... dreadfully tiresome..." She gave a wolfish grin and pulled out her Literature book 'The Hound of the Baskervilles.' "Right... well... I have Literature. Thanks for the help... I'm Luna by the way... Luna McAlear... McAvoy I mean, sorry... stepdads..." she gave a small nervous laugh and started to walk off, hips swaying with the motion.
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				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>24-01-2012, 00:23:19</strong>
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				"Marcus" he said, "Marcus Lerron, nice meeting you" he said with a smile. Marcus watched her leave and couldn't take his eyes off of her swaying hips, 'wow, she's really hot' he thought. He walked down the hall and could feel a pounding start to kick into his head. 'I need more painkillers, someone in the parking lot probably has something' he thought remembering all the drugs shared the last night.<br><br>Marcus rubbed his temples trying to get to class, he was almost at the door when he bumped into someones chest. Marcus looked up and saw a big face glaring down at him, "watch where your going" it said in a beefed up voice, "whatever dude, I've got better things to do than talk to something like you" Marcus responded in a tired voice. The man took a step back and grabbed Marcus' hat off his head, "you show some respect or your hat is mine shrimpy". Marcus raised his hand to the foolish mans face and made the palm break into a vipers face, it bit his nose and he fell to the ground. "don't press your luck" Marcus said reclaiming his hat. He opened the door and took his seat in the back of class.
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>24-01-2012, 00:37:05</strong>
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				Spencer was outside smoking a cigarette and had to quickly put it out before a teacher coming caught her. She smiled and said good morning as she passed. Making her way inside her first class, she noticed a cute guy in the back and sat not too far from him. She had always preferred to sit in the back. Spencer smiled at him. Saying hi was too generic but she wanted to talk to him. "I like your hat. I'm Spencer, what's your name?"
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				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>24-01-2012, 00:48:59</strong>
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				Luna sat in the centre of the class, by the window, sniffing the air around her carefully and quietly. She sighed as the lesson began, already knowing most of the points from her years of travelling. She threw a note backwards towards the guy sat at the back of the room in the shape of a paper airplane... in the form of a... telegram?<br><br>'Hey you got any cigarettes stop left mine at home stop I'll pay you back tomorrow stop or after school or whatever stop I'm bloody dying stop'<br><br>She winced as soon as it left her hands, scowling at her further use of archaic terminology, her face flushing as she bowed her head.
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				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>24-01-2012, 01:21:49</strong>
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				Marcus was half asleep, not really listening to their windbag of a teacher. His sleep was interrupted by a paper plane landing on his desk, 'who still writes this way?' he thought looking around. He saw Luna look back at him and he let a smirk cross his face. Marcus reached into his pocket and pulled out the mostly full pack of cigarettes, the one he'd been smoking was nearly done so he put it out on the desk. Marcus turned the paper over and wrote on the back.<br><br>"sure why not, stop. no payment necessary, stop. but how about a date some time?, stop"<br><br>He was partly making fun of her old timey note, but taped a cigarette to the back of the paper and tossed it to her.<br><br>He looked over the room and saw a beautiful girl sat not too far from him, he smiled too her and tipped his hat forward. "thanks" he said, "I'm Marcus, your new I see" Marcus knew every girl in class and he'd never met this girl. He could smell the cigarette smoke coming off her and felt his pocket, 'I could spare one more' he thought tossing one of the cigarettes to her.
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				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>24-01-2012, 01:35:07</strong>
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				Luna took the cigarette and placed it down her shirt, between her cleavage with a smirk, writing carefully before sending the little plane back. <br><br>'A date? Hmmm... as tempting as that is... my next few nights are all taken. Perhaps next week, eh?' Next to the note was drawn an exaggerated sad face. Luna herself sighed, it was just too close to the full moon to risk any night time jaunts at the moment.
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				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>24-01-2012, 02:05:17</strong>
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				Marcus read the note and shrugged, 'guess I need to find a different toy' he thought. There was plenty of pretty girls in class, most of them he'd already had the pleasure of marking. He looked through the window and it suddenly dawned on him, the full moon was coming. If there was any doubt she was a werewolf it was gone at that point. Marcus grabbed another piece of paper and wrote a second note:<br><br>"too bad, well if you change your mind I'll be free. wouldn't be the first time I got some bite marks" next to it he put a winking smile and tossed it back. Thankfully it was true, he'd been the "victim" of a werewolf turning in bed, it was quite a lot of fun. Marcus rubbed his eyes and leaned back in his seat.
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				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>24-01-2012, 02:10:47</strong>
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				Luna actually laughed out loud, the teacher shushing her as she wrote back.<br><br>'The hound of the baskervilles? The Literature text this year? That's about me... one wild weekend on the moors.' here she sketched the profile of Sherlock Holmes before continuing. 'Besides, I won't be here next couple of nights... last time I stayed in the city was that so called 'bear' problem in California.' after that she sketched a paw print before throwing it back, she stood up and asked the teacher for a hall pass, waving the cigarette behind her back in a kind of... open invitation as she slipped out the door and towards the running track.
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>24-01-2012, 02:20:40</strong>
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				"Nice to meet you, Marcus." Spencer laughed softly and grinned. "Thanks." She smiled as he tossed a cigarette
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				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>24-01-2012, 02:23:31</strong>
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				'well looks like I got a little celebrity on my hands' he thought laughing. Marcus watched her wave the cigarette and watched her hips wave with it. He highly doubted the teacher would let Marcus out of site, so he made a little situation spur up. Marcus watched as the teacher, hypocrite that he was, tried to light a cigar while the rest of class started on an essay. He twirled his finger in a circle and the teachers lighter popped in his face, as he fell back in his seat and the students laughed. In the mess Marcus put a paper with his number on Spencer's desk and made a "call me" gesture with his hand. Marcus slipped out the door and walked over to the track following the smell Luna left in the air, mixed with cigarette smoke.
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>24-01-2012, 03:35:42</strong>
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				Spencer grinned and winked at Marcus before he left the room. She had been around supernaturals enough growing up that she could sense when someone wasn't exactly human and Marcus were making those senses tingle. Not to mention that she'd like to get him in bed, as well as finding out what he was.
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				Post by: <strong>MarissaSeraphOfInsanity</strong> on <strong>24-01-2012, 05:40:50</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Miranda Snow</strong></div><br><div align="center">(http://static.182.121.4.46.clients.your-server.de/orig/201105/10/black-hair-emo-emo-girl-girl-izzi-murder-long-hair-Favim.com-40207.jpg)<br></div><br>Miranda awoke with a dull groan as her alarm boomed throughout her bedroom, groggily lifting one dull black wing off her face. Feathers began to shed themselves as her wings twitched impotently, weakly flapping in a pathetic display before vanishing from sight. It was very rare for her to get her wings out, although she often cocooned herself within their warm embrace after passing out drunk, and as a result they had begun to atrophy from lack of use. Messy tufts of ebony hair cascaded down her shoulders as she slowly sat up, the room spinning for a moment as she reached up to touch her throbbing forehead, rubbing it gently as a weak, pale light emanated from her fingertips. Her healing powers were just as impotent as her wings, although they were still more than capable of dealing with a hangover. <br><br>Crawling out of bed, Miranda slowly walked out of her room into the kitchen, pouring herself a bowl of cereal. After some milk, Kahlua and vodka were thrown in she was finally ready for her first meal of the day. Over the years drinking had become more of a need than a want for her; it filled that deep empty void inside her and made her numb, but also in turn dulled her connection to anything divine. By crawling inside a bottle and becoming so impure she had made it almost impossible for anyone to sense what she truly was.<br><br>After breakfast she had a shower and got dressed, the scent of cheap liquor and cigarette smoke nullified by her fragrant shampoo and perfume. It took her over an hour to finally get ready, her attention to detail always poignant. Her flowing black locks were straightened out, all the tangles and knots removed, until her hair cascaded perfectly down her shoulders like a shimmering waterfall of ebony. Her soft skin was pampered luxuriously, first by a series of fragrant soaps in the shower and finally with a wide array of exfoliates, creams and lotion. She used very little make-up, only lightly applying some for a more even skin tone, before applying some eyeliner to accentuate her pale blue eyes. Her eyes had once been the most vibrant, piercing shade of blue although they had dulled along with all other signs of her heritage. Vanity was a weakness of hers, another sign of how far she’d fallen from grace and she spent most of her time every morning trying to look as beautiful as possible, despite her policy of turning away anyone who tried to approach her. <br><br>When she was finally finished she left her apartment and jumped in her car outside, driving off hurriedly towards school. She lit up a cigarette on the way, trying not to speed as she realised her morning ritual had once again made her late for class. After finding an empty car park, she hurried up the stairs towards her classroom. Opening the door just in time to hear the teacher shushing a blonde girl in the centre of the room, Miranda smiled politely at the teacher as she turned her attention towards her. She might have just saved that girl from a scolding with her timing. “Late again, Miranda?” the teacher asked as she took a seat in the front of the class, merely offering a shrug in reply. Less people were likely to start a conversation or annoy her at the front.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>24-01-2012, 20:57:35</strong>
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				Luna smirked a little as she watched the sophomores do athletics as she took a deep drag of her cigarette, her nostrils quivering. Once Marcus joined her, she smirked a little.<br><br>"See the teacher, working them so hard? I can smell her... it's her time of the month." She chuckled softly as she watched, taking another toke.
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				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>24-01-2012, 23:34:53</strong>
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				Marcus found Luna watching the sophomores, he loved that some of them didn't think they need a bra while doing jumping jacks. He sat next to her, pulled out a cigarette, and lit it like the other. "you guys really do have a better sense of smell" he said chuckling with her. For a second he wondered if she had any idea what he was, if he didn't make it obvious enough already.
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				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>24-01-2012, 23:40:40</strong>
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				"And hearing... blessing and a curse really... the hardest thing is pretending to mortals you can't hear them whispering... I'm not the best, I've known better trackers..." She took a deep drag, smiling a little. "Like the name I chose? Luna? I have something of a penchant for plays on words... so... what brings someone like..." She paused to sniff the air slightly again "Someone like you here?"
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				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>25-01-2012, 00:11:09</strong>
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				Marcus moved his hat up and took a long drag on his cigarette, "It's a pretty name, and appropriate" he said Marcus lifted his hat off and let his horns become visible for a second, then quickly put his hat back on, "I just got tired of my usual duties and wanted to study humans...among other things" he looked her over, "and part of me wanted to take over my father's position when he can't anymore". "I can't imagine why someone like you would go to high school, I can only assume your well over six hundred years old" he smirked to himself as one of the sophomores fell over and her shirt ripped showing the absence of a bra.
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				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>25-01-2012, 00:28:58</strong>
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				Lunar smirked, her wolfish pale blue eyes twinkling. "A gentleman doesn't ask old ladies their age" she laughed "but in all seriousness it's been more than a century since I had proper education... tit's also rather entertaining to listen to them being wrong about history.." she shrugged a bit, flicking her end away.
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				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>25-01-2012, 00:40:13</strong>
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				A blonde teenager walked in with a bit of shame at being so late, currently wearing a pair of hip-hugging jeans, a blue T-shirt that didn't quite cover her midriff, sneakers and a black purse.&nbsp; The most notable feature, however, was the clear name tag which had <strong>Rachael Kyleson</strong> distinctly printed upon the face.&nbsp; She hadn't meant to be so late, but she spent an hour in the mirror this morning and nothing quite looked right.&nbsp; Her mother had said that as soon as she picked out her own face, it would take only moments to put it on every day, but that didn't make the decision any easier.<br><br>Those with an acute sense of smell would be the first to notice that the girl had an exceptionally faint odor, not quite human and somewhere between paste and plastic if one took the time to get a good whiff of her.&nbsp; She wasn't aware of this fault of her disguise just yet: her parents hadn't told her, if they even knew, and she wasn't much for perfume.&nbsp; It tended to linger too long after she wanted to change forms.<br><br>She plopped down quietly behind a desk, hoping that the teacher wouldn't single her out for her tardiness, and started up her iPad to get ready for lessons.&nbsp; Her soft azure eyes quickly focused upon the blackboard to start learning.
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>25-01-2012, 00:44:48</strong>
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				Spencer noticed the newcomer and smiled at her before turning her attention back to the teacher. Soon enough, but not as soon as she would have liked class was over and she could finally get up to go grab a cigarette. She looked at the girl, who's nametag said Rachel, and wondered why she had to wear a nametag in the first place. "Are you new, too?"
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				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>25-01-2012, 00:51:52</strong>
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				Rachael looked up when addressed by the newcomer, finishing up organizing and saving her notes on the tablet.&nbsp; She gave a gentle but nervous smile as she nodded to the question.&nbsp; "Yeah," she admitted, until she realized that the "too" meant that she wasn't the only one.&nbsp; They said that suffering in common eased the burden, and it seemed to be true, even if she didn't want to have to make anyone else feel bad.&nbsp; <br><br>"I'm..." she started to say, until she realized that the nametag made that obvious.&nbsp; "...yeah."&nbsp; She gave a soft tug upon the thing, showing her frustration about it in gentle silence.&nbsp; "What's your name?"
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				Post by: <strong>MarissaSeraphOfInsanity</strong> on <strong>25-01-2012, 01:33:09</strong>
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				Despite her frantic writing for the entire lesson and intent focus on her textbook and the board, Miranda was bored in a matter of minutes after arriving. The teachers tolerated her tardiness and general unfriendliness because she was an exceptional student; unfortunately Miranda couldn't say the same about her teachers. This woman was no Machiavelli, although she was just as harsh.<br><br>When class was finished she hurriedly packed her things and rushed out the door, before anyone could try starting a conversation to ask her for notes or anything, just grazing past two girls in the doorway, one of whom had a nametag. Striding briskly down the hall, she threw open the doors and stepped outside into the cool morning air. Finding a place to light up a cigarette, Miranda looked around for a moment to take in her surroundings. Her nostrils crinkled ever so slightly in disgust as she caught the scent of a demon, although it was more of an instinctive reaction than any kind of disdain. Luckily he and the girl he was talking to were a few metres away anyway.
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>25-01-2012, 01:44:00</strong>
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				Spencer and Rachel were almost ran into by a classmate and Spencer rolled her eyes. It would be nice if people watched where they were going or said excuse me. "My name is Spencer and it's nice to meet you, Rachel. I was thinking of maybe not going to my next class. Would you like to join me? If not, I totally understand."&nbsp; Spencer smiled.
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				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>25-01-2012, 01:48:22</strong>
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				At the offer to skip, Rachael frowned, considering for a bit and biting her lip in consideration.&nbsp; "I'm not sure..." she said gently, rolling the possibility around in her mind.&nbsp; "They'll probably be looking for me specifically, name tag and all, so I'll stick out if I'm not there."&nbsp; She didn't seem certain on the idea, and would probably give in to peer pressure if pushed on the matter, but she also didn't want to get in trouble again.&nbsp; "Where are you going to go?"
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				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>25-01-2012, 01:59:22</strong>
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				"Um, probably just gonna walk around the less populated areas of the school. You don't have to come, if you don't want to, but doesnt seem that the teachers arent very observant around here." Spencer gave Rachael a conspiratorial smile.
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				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>25-01-2012, 02:00:15</strong>
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				Marcus lit another cigarette and felt a cold air form around him. The weather was slowly changing and Marcus loved the cold (living in fire does that to you), he drifted off in thought until something strangely familiar entered his nose, 'an angel?' he questioned. Marcus looked around but all he could see was a black haired girl who was lighting a smoke of her own, the scent was faint, almost non existent, but it stuck in his mind. Marcus waved to the black haired girl to come over but she seemed to give him nothing but a cold glare. 'If she was an angel' he thought, 'she is probably a fallen angel'.
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				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>25-01-2012, 02:04:02</strong>
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				"Are you sure?" Rachael said hopefully, glancing around to see if she was even going to be noticed.&nbsp; She was worried, but then, it was at least worth the chance to try.&nbsp; She nodded.&nbsp; "Alright."&nbsp; A slow smile spread over his face.&nbsp; Maybe things here would be alright after all.<br><br>Her mouth started to open to ask something, but she decided against it.&nbsp; She was starting to have a friend, or at least it seemed to be, and she didn't want to have to explain about herself just yet.&nbsp; People usually started giving her a hard time once they knew about her; the name tag she even had to wear was a testament to that.&nbsp; "Lead the way."
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				Post by: <strong>MarissaSeraphOfInsanity</strong> on <strong>25-01-2012, 02:21:53</strong>
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				Miranda watched out of the corner of her eye as the demon started sniffing the air curiously, a cold shiver running down her spine. Her presence was all but undetectable to angel and demon alike, and her scent was very, very faint; no matter how hard you scrub some dirt just never comes off completely. However for all intents and purposes she smelled like a human, albeit one with a subtle and yet out of place scent of something else. <br><br>He seemed curious though and out of the corner of her eye she could see him waving her over. Cold blue eyes glared back at him as trails of smoke elegantly twirled around her, rising from the cigarette in her hand. Her normal response in a situation like this was to tell whoever tried talking to her to get lost (if she was in a polite mood), although demons weren't exactly famous for taking rudeness well so she simply tried ignored him instead.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>25-01-2012, 02:38:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Marcus was puzzled, there was no way she was an angel, but the smell stuck. 'I've never been wrong about this before', he thought. Marcus looked to the sophomores, still doing their routine, and could see cross necklaces on some, 'hmm, maybe I can piss her off'. Marcus removed his hat and put it over his hand, when he took it off his hand a black crow came out and flew quickly towards the girls. It circled them and then dove, taking two of their necklaces, they panicked and screamed but the crow flew down once more and took the remaining crosses. After that it flew back to Marcus and distorted to form his hand again, with the crosses in his palm.<br><br>Marcus winced as they slightly burnt the skin he held them with. Snapping his fingers a flame came out once more and Marcus set the crosses on fire, 'no matter how little of angel she was, I've never met one who could stand by as a demon desecrated their lord'. He dropped them to the floor and a small smirk came up, he hadn't done something like this in a while, felt kinda nice.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MarissaSeraphOfInsanity</strong> on <strong>25-01-2012, 02:55:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Miranda watched with cold disinterest as the demon's hand morphed into a crow and took flight, flying off in the direction of a crowd of sophomores. Touching the cigarette to her lips, she slowly breathed in the soothing smoke as the bird swooped down to pluck a set of crucifixes off some of the girls necks before flying back onto the stump of his wrist to once more become a hand.<br><br>A slender, ebony eyebrow arched upwards, cold disinterest becoming mild curiosity. Those crucifixes had to burn, so it made little sense that he would touch them. However her question was soon answered as his hand exploded into flame, igniting the small bundle of crosses and shredding them into ash.<br><br>Slowly the corner of her lips began to twitch slightly as rage began to fill her. She had departed from her kin due to philosophical differences to say the least but although estranged she was no orphan. She still had her Father. However after she left she had been hunted down ruthlessly and learned a few things along the way. He was baiting her, suspicious of her scent but uncertain; it was all a test. Finishing off her cigarette and stubbing it out, she instead reached into her pocket and pulled out a small mini bottle of whiskey, unscrewing the cap and pouring the whole thing past her lips before throwing it down on the ground and walking off as though nothing had even happened.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>25-01-2012, 03:11:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Marcus watched the crosses turn into nothing but ash, and watched all of the girls actions very carefully. She may not have tried to stop him but he did see just how angry she was getting, 'works every time' he thought smirking. Marcus turned and took a drag off his cigarette and noticed Luna still sat next to him, "sorry about that" he said, "I wanted to test something". The ash was taken away by a strong wind and Marcus wondered just how much it would take to get that girl's attention. Of all races and species Marcus was always intoxicated by corrupting an angel, it had happened before and it would happen again. He knew the old stories, no matter if an angel is fallen or how many sins she may have committed, if she lays with a demon she will be denounced and sent to the underworld. He's already been with three angels, and this one...is very interesting.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>26-01-2012, 04:47:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Spencer smiled as Rachael agreed to come with her. They walked out of the classroom. When they were behind the school, she looked over at Rachael. "Would you mind terribly if I smoke? If it bothers you, I won't." She smiled again. "I was just wondering and if it is too personal, you can tell me...why do they make you wear a nametag?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>26-01-2012, 04:52:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rachael followed over, taking a seat behind the school and laying her head back against the brick to relax.&nbsp; She felt a little nervous about being out and about, especially when it was so easy to find out who she was if a problem arose, but she was making a new friend.&nbsp; She wasn't used to having a lot of friends; hopefully her parents would understand if she got in trouble.<br><br>Spencer's question made her pause, tensing up a little with nervousness.&nbsp; It was an obvious enough question, of course, one which anyone would naturally ask, but one which she'd been burned for properly answering in the past.&nbsp; Even so, she didn't want to hold back too much here.&nbsp; Maybe she could find a kindred spirit, or at least someone who would accept her.&nbsp; She could try just once to tell what she was, and if that didn't work, just keep quiet for the rest of her time here.&nbsp; "Promise you won't freak out?" she asked gently, obviously nervous.&nbsp; Just a little shame creeped through her features; it wasn't that she was ashamed, exactly, but she was so tired of losing friends.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>26-01-2012, 05:19:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I promise." Spencer smiled at the girl and was curious about her answer. Her question about smoking hadn't been answered so she figured it wouldn't bother Rachael. She lit the cigarette that Marcus had given her. Spencer was used to having to keep an open mind what with learning about voodoo and everything.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>26-01-2012, 05:27:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As soon as she saw the Cigarette, Rachael gestured her acceptance that she didn't mind.&nbsp; The question of the name tag had taken her by surprise.&nbsp; "Well," she started to explain, "I can kind of change my form.&nbsp; Do you know what a doppleganger is?"&nbsp; She let her thoughts shift, relaxing to the degree that her body would naturally revert to her usual form.&nbsp; As if all the color had drifted from her body in moments, she was suddenly exceptionally pale, her eyes a soft gray and her features fading to appear significantly less human.<br><br>She took a deep breath, expecting a scream, a punch, something bad to happen before she quickly reverted back to the form in which Spencer had originally seen her, except that her eyes were a darker shade of blue and her nose was just a little bigger this time.&nbsp; "Since I always look different, they wanted some way to keep track of me and make sure I'm going to my classes."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>26-01-2012, 05:36:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Marcus got the feeling he needed to keep an eye on that girl, as well as some others of course. He once more let his crow fly, of course keeping the stump of his hand hidden from view, and tapped into it's mind so he could see what it saw and more or less could project his conciousness through it, while still leaving his physical body where he stood. The crow took flight and trailed behind the gothic girl, after a short time Marcus could tell she had seen it and had it fly away. He let the bird perch by the back of school and started to over hear the conversation going on under them, 'my my' he thought, 'it's the babe from this morning, wonder who that is with her'. The crow flew down and landed on a water pipe close by to hear the conversation perfectly. <br><br>'well, a dopple ganger, I haven't seen one of those for a very long time', the crow's eyes glowed red and looked closely as she changed form. Marcus couldn't help but feel impressed, from what he had seen in the past it took a considerable amount of energy to change so quickly. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>26-01-2012, 05:41:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Spencer's eyes widened, she had heard of doppelgangers but had never known one. "That is freaking awesome. You can be whomever you'd like? I've heard of doppelgangers, but you are the first I've ever met!" This was exciting, she had met vampires and pretty much anything else, but she thought it would be awesome to look however you want, whenever you want.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>26-01-2012, 05:50:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, most of the time it takes a lot more effort," she explains.&nbsp; "You either have to have a good idea of what you want, or you have to spend a lot of time playing around in the mirror."&nbsp; Relief was quickly showing on her face as she wasn't being sent away.&nbsp; "It's like, remember in The Matrix when they talked about self-image and all that?&nbsp; You have to have a really clear image in your head, although I've never had much trouble with that.&nbsp; My parents say I'm supposed to pick just one, but I don't want to be just one person, and they think I'm being ridiculous."&nbsp; She gently sighed, shaking her head.<br><br>"That, and, well, people can get...mad."&nbsp; She looked down at the ground.&nbsp; "Two schools ago, I got really upset and started mimicking a teacher.&nbsp; Nobody was fooled, I mean, I wasn't nearly tall enough at that age to pretend to be an adult, but the principal called it an 'abuse of my gifts.'"&nbsp; She sighed ever so gently.&nbsp; "Why is it when someone says that you're gifted, what they mean is that you're not allowed to use your abilities like you want, only live with the downsides?&nbsp; That's usually called a curse."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>26-01-2012, 06:24:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, I remember that from The Matrix." Spencer smiled. "You told me about yourself, and thank you for trusting me with that by the way, so I'll tell you mine. It isn't as exotic as your's by far, I'm just human. My grandmother is or was the voodoo queen of New Orleans. She's training me to maybe take her place one day." Spencer shrugged a bit, it was exciting but paled in comparison to Rachael's revelation. "That really blows about having to pick one appearance."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>26-01-2012, 06:31:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rachael listened as Spencer explained, looking up to make eye contact again.&nbsp; Her first response was a smile as she considered the possibilities, but then realized that Spencer probably had just as many responsibilities and such which she had to accept.&nbsp; "So, what kinds of stuff can you do?" she asked curiously.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>26-01-2012, 06:45:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				'my my my' Marcus thought, 'a voodoo practitioner', 'and here I thought she was just a human'. Marcus was starting to become very interested in these two, he'd have to meet them face to face soon enough. Marcus didn't know much about voodoo, he had only met one voodoo priestess but what she was capable of was amazing, he'd love to meet another.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>26-01-2012, 06:51:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"well, my grandma hates the fact that I'm better at curses than other things but what can you do?" Spencer smiled slightly. "I haven't gotten very far in my studies, it's a work in progress. Maybe I'll be able to show you sometime. If anyone gives you any trouble, let me know, I can have a little fun and get some practice at the same time."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>26-01-2012, 06:54:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rachael simply nodded, considering the matter for a bit.&nbsp; "Is it true that voodoo doesn't actually use the voodoo dolls?&nbsp; Somebody told me that they were actually some other thing, but I forget who."&nbsp; It was a stupid question, she realized, but she didn't want to come off as completely incompetent and she didn't know what else to say or ask.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>26-01-2012, 07:48:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"She hasn't taught me all aboit voodoo dolls yet. I think you can use them for curses and protection. I can go off quickly so she is probably afraid that I would use them for the former instead or the latter. Maybe when I am a bit more practiced, I could show you something. The worst I have done to someone is make them think that their hair was falling out when it was just an illusion. She was a total bitch and it made her friends think she was like crazy or something. Voodoo is misunderstood, really, Hollywood gets it wrong a lot of the time."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>26-01-2012, 07:50:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rachael simply nodded.&nbsp; She didn't really know that much about such things; most of her information did come from movies, and if that was all wrong, she didn't want to make any more of a fool of herself than she already had.<br><br>"Are the other people here pretty nice?" she asked hopefully.&nbsp; "So far you're the only person I've really had a chance to talk to."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>26-01-2012, 08:00:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not many people know much about it, you can ask me anything you would like." Spencer smiled brightly, it was nice to be able to talk about it. "I haven't met many people. Just you and this guy named Marcus, he seems pretty cool." She bit at her lip absentmindedly and played with her tongue ring, it was a habit with her. Her grandmother detested it, that only made her love the piercing more though. "What do you do for fun?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>26-01-2012, 08:20:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I wouldn't really know what to ask," she confesses.&nbsp; "It's okay to just show me later.&nbsp; As for fun," she considered for a bit, "well, I tend to adopt whatever hobbies other people have, really.&nbsp; I used to have dolls and all, but when people didn't want to play, I gave that up, and I'm a bit old for that anyway."<br><br>She then paused.&nbsp; "I don't think I want to learn smoking, though, if that's okay."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>26-01-2012, 17:57:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I would never try to push something on a friend so it's cool about the smoking, should quit but I don't particularly want to." Spencer smiled. "I knew how to have fun back in New Orleans, here...not so much. Where are you from, by the way?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>26-01-2012, 22:27:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Washington," Rachael replied.&nbsp; "It's nice enough but rainy way too often.&nbsp; At least it seems like there's more sunlight here, not that I can tan or anything, but you can dress light and not worry about everything."&nbsp; She shook her head.&nbsp; "There needs to be like an extra waterproof pocket for purses or something so you can have a mini umbrella without ruining everything inside."<br><br>She took a breath, originally not planning on saying this but deciding to go for it.&nbsp; "I'm thinking about trying for the cheerleading here.&nbsp; Maybe volleyball if they have it, I love volleyball, but I'm not that great at it.&nbsp; My mom wants me to get into some extracurricular stuff so that I can have it on my college application."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>26-01-2012, 23:16:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Luna listened with the air of half paying attention, her nostrils flaring as she sniffed... trying to place the scents...she was usually very good as sniffing quietly, but in her effort to understand who she was dealing with she had inadvertently made it fairly obvious for a good five or six sniffs before she caught herself, slowing her breathing. She sighed and sat down, wincing as the bell went off nearby, the sound deafening to her superhuman ears, she whimpered and held her head in pain.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>26-01-2012, 23:26:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Spencer smiled. "I haven't ever really been the cheerleading type, but we could do it together...if you'd like." She could give it a chance for her new friend. "Volleyball is fun. I love softball, though."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>26-01-2012, 23:28:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, mostly right now I just want to look into-"&nbsp; Her words were cut off by the sound of the bell.&nbsp; Over the resonating din, she didn't hear the werewolf's whimper, though she'd have shown sympathy if she had.&nbsp; "I think that class is done."&nbsp; She stood up nervously.&nbsp; "I, um...I missed one class, but I probably shouldn't miss any more.&nbsp; Can we trade phone numbers?"&nbsp; She didn't want to go, but she was too afraid of getting into worse trouble.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>26-01-2012, 23:52:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Marcus soon became slightly disinterested when the subject switched to normal gossip so he called the crow back to him. It landed on the stump and turned again into his hand, he stretched quickly to make everything was in order. The bell broke his concentration and Marcus could see Luna duck down holding her head, "oh right the super hearing, that's gotta be an annoyance" he said hearing her whimper. Marcus pulled out a few more cigarettes and set them next to her, "you can keep those, just in case you get another craving for it", he didn't really want to go to class, spare the french class, the teacher there was a common treat. Plus he wanted to hear more about the werewolf. Marcus waited for her to get up before leaving.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>27-01-2012, 00:55:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Spencer jotted her number down and handed the slip of paper to Rachael with a smile. "Okay. I'll see you later. Text me if you wanna hang out later." She stood and watched as her new friend walked off to class. Spencer hated school and knew she should go to class, but just didn't want to. She was a pretty good liar and had ways to make teachers think she was there. Spencer pulled a flask out of her purse and took a few drinks of absinthe inside. The almost emerald colored liquid spilled down her throat and the familiar warmth that came with it followed. Oh, how she loved the stuff was what ran through her mind as she emerged from behind the school. She spotted Marcus and the blonde he'd taken off after, she didn't want to intrude so she walked silently in their direction without drawing attention to herself. She was headed towards her car so she could grab something that she had left in there.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>27-01-2012, 01:10:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It wasn't long after Rachael slipped off that the Public Address system fired up.&nbsp; "Rachael Kyleson, please report to the principal's office.&nbsp; Rachael Kyleson, please report to the principal's office."&nbsp; By that point, however, she was inside, leaving her to make the lonely and worrying trek all alone.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>27-01-2012, 01:31:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Marcus wrote his number on a paper and handed it to Luna, "call me whenever you get the urge" he said smiling. After that he started walking to the parking lot a went to his truck, just to delay going into class. He checked in the glove box and saw that someone had left some weed in there, 'sloppy people' he thought annoyed. He&nbsp; shut the glove box and slammed the car door, the sound echoing through the mostly empty parking lot. Marcus grabbed another cigarette from his pocket, but before he could light it he saw the human whom he'd been spying on not long ago. Marcus kept the unlit cigarette in his mouth and walked over to her, "hi" he said "I don't think we where properly introduced" he raised his hand, "I'm Marcus, Marcus Lerron".
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>27-01-2012, 02:08:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nice to meet you. Spencer Marin. Was it that obvious that I'm new?" She smiled at him. Lighting up a new cigarette, she offered him her flask. "Fancy a drink?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>27-01-2012, 02:12:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"not obvious, I just...well, I know pretty much all the girls around here" he said with a smile. Marcus took her offer and had a drink from her flask, "good stuff" he said handing it back to her. "So I happened to hear through the grape vine that you had an...interesting hobby" Marcus gave a smirk and raised his eyebrow questioningly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>27-01-2012, 02:41:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh really now? Pray tell, how did you come across that information? A little birdie?" Spencer grinned at him, she had noticed a crow watching them and wondered why it was gazing at them so intently. "Okay, you know I do the whole voodoo thing and what might you be?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>27-01-2012, 02:58:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Marcus took a step back from her, he removed his hat and let his horns come into full view. Going as normal he raised the still unlit cigarette to his mouth and snapped his fingers until a flame came out at the top of his thumb, he lit the cigarette and took a deep drag. The smoke came out as his eyes turned to a bright red and teeth grew out into long, sharp spikes. Seconds later Marcus made all of these things vanish in a puff of smoke and he cooly put his hat back on, "I'm a demon" he said taking another drag from his cigarette. He awaited her response. Most humans, no matter how bold, showed a glimmer of fear when Marcus's identity became clear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>27-01-2012, 03:30:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Spencer's eyes widened but with fascination. Demons had always been curious to her. As long as they didn't try to eat her, well in Marcus' case...she would gladly let him do a variation of that. The boy was damn sexy and looked like he could be a lot of fun. Although she wasn't easy or a slut, Spencer enjoyed every aspect of sex. She would most likely try anything once. "That's fascinating. Demons have always held my attention, for some reason. Probably because I'm a sucker for bad boys with pretty faces." The fear was there, in her eyes, but there was also a kind of awe.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>27-01-2012, 03:51:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Marcus let a long puff of smoke rise from his mouth, the fear that held it's place in her eyes was all to familiar to him. "bad boys with nice faces?" he said, "I think I can fit that". Marcus looked her up and down, "so, I didn't hear everything" he smirked, "but I believe you said something about curses?". Marcus by this point thought it didn't matter if he showed off some more things, "by the way I believe you saw my crow earlier" Marcus put his hat over his hand in the normal way and let the crow fly and perch onto her car, watching through red eyes. "The only draw back from letting my pet fly is that I temporarily lose my hand" he said moving his hat.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>27-01-2012, 04:35:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Not too long after, Rachael wanders her way out of the principal's office, her eyes somewhat reddened and glazed over.&nbsp; She looks really quiet, thoughtful and sad, but she starts the slow walk over towards her next class.&nbsp; Along the way, she sent a text over to Spencer: "This is Rachael's number.&nbsp; Sorry I forgot to give it before."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>27-01-2012, 05:51:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I am rather adept at them. They can be quite entertaining. Maybe you could persuade me into showing you one sometimes." She grinned and took a long drag of her cigarette. "So, what is there to do around here for fun?" She leaned against her Challenger and smiled. "Nice truck, by the way. What year is it? And I do believe you fit that bill all too well."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>27-01-2012, 05:57:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I am rather adept at them. They can be quite entertaining. Maybe you could persuade me into showing you one sometimes." She grinned and took a long drag of her cigarette. "So, what is there to do around here for fun?" She leaned against her Challenger and smiled. "Nice truck, by the way. What year is it? And I do believe you fit that bill all too well." 'Express' from Burlesque came from her phone signalling a text and she read it. It was from Rachael. "Hey, it's cool. I heard that announcement thing, did you get in trouble? I'm sorry, I can tell them that I wasn't feeling well and you had to help me. Do you want me to?" Spencer looked to Marcus and smiled slightly. "sorry about that. I think I just got someone in troible. You going to any of your classes today?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>27-01-2012, 06:02:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Marcus was interested in the curses she could show him, "fun, well that depends on who's asking" he said smirking, "if your interested I've got some pot in my truck, and that's just the tip of the iceberg". "the truck, I've had this thing so long I can't remember when I got it, but from what I can remember it's a 1965". Marcus watched her type on her phone and nodded, "was that the dopple ganger?" he asked. Marcus still wanted to meet her at some point, "I'm not sitting through those idiots be wrong about history today" he said with a chuckle "maybe I can show you some stuff around the area".
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>27-01-2012, 06:06:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Another text came to Spencer's phone: "I tried telling him I was having trouble keeping my form but he wouldn't accept that as an excuse.&nbsp; I have Physics next so I guess I have to go to that.&nbsp; See you after school if you want, going in now."&nbsp; <br><br>She put her phone back into her purse as she walked through the doors to the classroom.&nbsp; The teacher looked her over, noting her nametag and striking her name off the list without a word.&nbsp; A sigh escaped her lips as she found a place in the back where she could be alone.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>27-01-2012, 06:23:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I would love to share some of that with you." She smiled. Certain drugs were weaknesses for her and she knew it. "I wasn't going to stick around at school very long today anyways so being shown around would be great." She smiled brightly. She grabbed her phone to text Rachael back. 'Yeah, just text me when you wanna hang out. I'll meet you somewhere or something.' "Her name is Rachael and yeah, it was her."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>28-01-2012, 01:06:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Luna sighed softly, placing the number in her pocket and heading for Physics, slipping into the class and sitting down almost at random. The final bell went... sadly the bell in Physics was fairly close to where she sat and her ears rang for two minutes. she cradled her head in her hands, moaning softly.<br><br>"Oooooooh, sweet unholy, baseball shitting, arse ruining, mother of bastarding... uuuuugh..." As she waited for the loud whine in her ears to abate she continued swearing colourfully in this vein in a whisper to herself for several minutes.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>28-01-2012, 01:10:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Upon seeing the girl clutching her head, Rachael wandered over and took a seat next to her, reaching over to put a hand on her shoulder.&nbsp; "Migraines, huh?"&nbsp; Without waiting for a response, she used her other hand to pull out a packet of Excedrine, placing it on the desk before Luna.&nbsp; "I used to get those while I was growing up."&nbsp; Hers were part of being a doppleganger, when her growing pains kicked in and parts of her head didn't quite want to stay in the right place, but she left that part out.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>28-01-2012, 01:14:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"N-no I'm... ah... hung over... that's all... hung over..." Luna winced, her old fashioned syntax obvious. "I'm just sensitive to sound at the moment is all... sorry... I'm Luna... McAlear... McAvoy I mean, sorry." She smiled as warmly as she could, though she still managed to look like a predator... and offered a slender, gentle hand with a smile. "Nice to meet you... the people at the back were starting to laugh at me..." She shot a glare at the people in question before returning her gaze to Rachael.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>28-01-2012, 01:19:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ignoring the people in the back, Rachael took the hand and shook.&nbsp; "Rachael," she said, even though the name tag made it more than obvious.&nbsp; "I kind of agree; the bells here are really loud and obnoxious.&nbsp; Back at my last school, they just played a few tones through the public address system."&nbsp; However, Rachael knew that she wouldn't be able to do anything about it.&nbsp; The principal already hated her, so anything she suggested would just be shot down.<br><br>"Was that the last bell?&nbsp; I'm going to be meeting up with a friend; maybe you'd like to come along?"&nbsp; Spencer didn't seem the type who would mind if Rachael brought someone else along to chat.&nbsp; With all the mean people in this school, it was going to be necessary to band together if they were going to make it through.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>28-01-2012, 01:22:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure... sure... not like I have much better to do." Luna would follow Rachael's lead, chewing on small squares from a plastic bag which are... on examination... raw bacon bits... she doesn't seem to realise she's eating them, happily keeping going... comfort food, it appears.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lenka</strong> on <strong>28-01-2012, 01:27:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Vivien Walking towards the entrance of the school</span><br><hr><div class="floatright">(http://www.xn--gstebuch-bilder-0kb.com/bilder/alkohol/besoffener-engel.jpg)</div><br>The day was already beginning, but Vivien couldn't of cared less that it was her first day and the... <em>'you must make a good example</em>' rule her mother pointed out was far from her mind. Instead she found that the few days she had been in this area, there was the most magnificent coffee shop around the corner from an apartment that she owned. It was probably one of the only perks with now living so freaking close in suburbia, but all the same it made her instantly ready with an infusion of caffeine running through her blood.<br><br><em>What the hell was her family thinking!?</em> Sending her out all on her own, in a completely new town AND with mixed races as such! Did they really think that she would behave with so much for the senses. Vivien laughed as she walked bare foot to a massive and old school building. The bars were massive that ran along the perimeter, but she wondered if that would really keep the ones in that thought about escaping. <br><br>Vivien ran her fingers through the long length of her fine blond hair, the sun glistening against it and producing an iridescent specular of golds, silvers and pearly whites. Her icy blue eye's narrowed as she noticed many people just standing by the entrance, smoking next to their cars, her white pupils becoming larger as she watched them inhale the worst fragrance she had ever come across.. "Smokers!" she couldn't stand the stuff. Nope, her poison was alcohol and she could have done with a few shots right about now. The only annoyance was the fact that the alcohol never touched her system, apparently there was something within her blood lines that expelled it so that the 'drunken' state never would settle in.<br><br>As Vivien forced herself to walk closer, she hoped that they had everything she needed. Why should it be up to her to even carry a pen or paper! That would mean she wouldn't be able to hold her coffee, while opening doors!? The logic of some people really got to her. Her wings were largely visible and due to the massive size she wore only a thin drape of material, she just realized how different she looked..and how many people were staring right about now...<br><br>That made her smile wider, showing the whites of her teeth as she walked along the pavement.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>28-01-2012, 01:28:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Rachael smiles, pulling out her phone as she walks to send Spencer a text message.&nbsp; "I found someone else who wants to come with.&nbsp; Her name's Luna.&nbsp; Meet you at the side door to avoid the crowd?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SweetRevenge</strong> on <strong>28-01-2012, 01:56:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				((Is it possible to get a short summary of what 's going on? I'd like to jump into something if possible =J))
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>28-01-2012, 04:26:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Spencer heard her phone go off and read the text from Rachael and texted her back. 'Sure, more the merrier :)' She looked over at Marcus. "Hey...Rachael, Luna, and I were gonna hang out. Wanna come with?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>28-01-2012, 06:34:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Marcus watched Spencer answer her phone, 'a chance to see them all in person?' he thought. "sure, I am always willing to meet up with three beautiful women" he said smirking. Marcus wondered just what it would be like to sleep with a werewolf, a doppleganger, and a human all at once, it would be the first with that combination. Marcus suddenly felt a spike run down his spine and he turned to look at the entrance of the school, a blonde, gorgeous girl stood there. "hey" he said turning his head to Spencer, "let's go we should meet them" he was a little nervous this angel seemed all too familiar.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>28-01-2012, 06:49:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Soon enough, Rachael was at the side door, looking around for the others.&nbsp; She pulled off her nametag with a small sigh of relief, now that school was over.&nbsp; Hopefully she wouldn't have to explain it again today, but then, people would probably realize if she showed up tomorrow with a completely different appearance.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>28-01-2012, 13:45:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Luna smiled as Rachael led her onwards, still happily chewing on her raw meat. She hummed a classical symphony to herself.<br><br>"So... You're new?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lenka</strong> on <strong>28-01-2012, 14:09:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Vivien entering the school and trying to find directions</span><br><hr><div class="floatright">(http://www.xn--gstebuch-bilder-0kb.com/bilder/alkohol/besoffener-engel.jpg)</div><br>Vivien felt a shuddering cool blow move right through to her warmer core, her body instantly shaking slightly as if someone had walked over her grave. She hated that weird feeling, but quickly caught sight of a guy looking away from her and almost seem to try to be out from her focus. <em>Whatever</em>, she thought as she turned her eye's from his back, her smile still in a teasing curve as she just walked past and right on through the entrance of the school.<br><br>The school had the strangest pungent scent..it was like a mixture of all the different races produced a kind of clinical smell. "So many rooms..<em>shit!</em>" she cursed quietly to herself, wondering where and what the hell was the deal with having such a large and vast foyer. Looking around she noticed the main office and casually walked towards the double doors, smiling ever so sweetly now that she noticed an older woman whom visibly paled from the sight of Vivien's wings. "<em>Mundane's.</em>." she said quietly under her breath, followed by a clearer.." Hi..I'm new here..<em>and I'm lost</em>" Pouting her full bottom lip, she used all the charm she could muster, already noticing the positive change in the human..It was certainly one advantage being a full blooded angel.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SweetRevenge</strong> on <strong>28-01-2012, 19:12:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright"><div style="text-align: right;">(http://i1208.photobucket.com/albums/cc370/Sage226/58002_Robin_Hood_BBC_Promos_37_1-1.jpg)</div></div>Rock stepped out from the shadows swiftly, his trench coat blown back a little from the wind. He sighed, wondering what he would do with his evening. Play pranks? Actually do productive homework? Head to a bar? A concert, maybe? So many choices... Money was never a problem, since shadows never have a touch on people, but with his abilities, he was able to pickpocket without ever getting caught. And in a big city like this, it was rather easy to use one's shadow to moved around.<br><br>Nevertheless, his blue eyes caught some movement to see people gathering there.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>29-01-2012, 01:12:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah," Rachael said to Luna.&nbsp; "Today's my first day.&nbsp; It's not great here so far, but it's...alright."&nbsp; She wasn't sure what she thought of this school yet, with the nice people but the difficult staff, especially when the principal already hated her.&nbsp; "I take it you're new also?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>29-01-2012, 06:13:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Spencer with Marcus, headed to meet Rachael and Luna&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Spencer smiled at Marcus. "Sure, let's go." She walked with him to the side entrance of the school. "So, um, how old are you...I mean really? Or are you actually young enough to be in high school?" She didn't really know why she was so interested in him, but she was.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Spencer texted Rachael with a smile. 'I invited a guy...is that cool with y'all?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>29-01-2012, 06:17:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It didn't take long for the big group to meet up, although Rachael had time to see the text message.&nbsp; "Hey.&nbsp; Sure, that's fine.&nbsp; I'm Rachael, this is Luna, Spencer, and..."&nbsp; She glances up to the new guy, looking him over with a gentle smile.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>29-01-2012, 06:28:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Marcus followed Spencer to the door and answered her questions cheerfully, "well, after a while you stop counting but I have been on earth for a little over 800 years". Marcus could see the two girls standing in the doorway and smiled at Luna, "nice to see you again" he said. Marcus turned to the doppleganger and enjoyed her soft disposition, "oh where are my manners" he said making an exaggerated bow, "Marcus Lerron, at your service" he offered his hand and smiled at her. He admired the form she'd taken, very sexy.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>29-01-2012, 06:55:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"wow" Spencer smiled slightly, it didn't make her want to sleep with him any less, but was amazing. He'd had to have seen a lot in his time on earth. She smiled at Rachael and Luna. "Nice to meet you, Luna."&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>29-01-2012, 07:11:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rachael smiled, placing her hand over his.&nbsp; "Nice to meet you," she said.&nbsp; "So where shall we go?&nbsp; My house won't work; my parents never let me have anyone over."&nbsp; She briefly considered mentioning the volleyball thing, but she had no idea when tryouts were, and besides, she didn't want to slow everyone down just on her account.&nbsp; Still, her eyes ended up drifting towards the back of the school for a moment in consideration.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SweetRevenge</strong> on <strong>29-01-2012, 08:04:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Rock simply observed from the wall, a maybe about a yard away. He was almost blending into the shadows of the wall he was leaning against. His shadow seemed a little; horns, an oddly formed head and surprisingly, an empty space there the eye would be. It was the reflection of Rock's true form, a shadow entity. Though not very common, they rarely showed themselves at all. They tended to prefer to dwell within shadows all their lives. The rarer few who tried to have a normal life and got caught usually ended up being burned to stake around the witch hunt times. It gave a good lesson to most of the shadow-dweller community. Rock was brave enough to try and live the dream of his fallen brothers in a more modern day. Where the things back in those days never happened. Nevertheless, it always kept him to keep reserve and not open to people. Which probaby explained why he was against the wall, quite a few feet away from the gang.<br><br>((I have no clue who the guy was that she smiled upon in the before last post of AndyZ XP Is it me or another guy?))
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>29-01-2012, 11:17:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lunar made vague greetings, a distant look in her wolfish blue eyes. She was moon added, a common condition among werewolves. She sniffed the air slightly before making a suggestion without thinking. "My apartment is empty... We could go there.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>29-01-2012, 16:05:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Spencer knew that her grandmother would be at work until about midnight so she was good until then. She smiled at Luna. "Yeah, sure. That'd be great." She looked to the others in question. Spotting someone leaning against the wall about three feet or so away. Looked like a shadow, but she could tell the guy was some kind of entity. She winked at him slightly and smiled before turning towards Marcus again. "and here I am, just seventeen." Her southern accent was easy to play up which was one of the things that almost instantly happened when she was flirting or attracted to someone. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SweetRevenge</strong> on <strong>29-01-2012, 17:08:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rock leaned his head sideways at the wink. True he was at a school for the supernatural, but rare were the ones who paid attention to him. I mean, who pays attention to a shadow? Most people tended to think that way. Until they realize what the shadow is doing, that is. That's usually when people freak out and get called crazy because they think they saw their own shadow move by itself. The thought made Rock chuckle a little. Nevertheless, he still kept his attention unto the group, observing and almost studying each one.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>29-01-2012, 17:54:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Marcus didn't make suggestions to go to his place, even he knew it could use some cleaning before he took anyone that mattered there. "I'm fine with anywhere that you would want ladies" he said looking over to the dark man by the wall. 'a shadow person?' he thought 'they almost never act with others, especially humans'. Things were really starting to get fun around here, Marcus debated whether or not to go over and great him, but he didn't want to appear uninterested in the women that surrounded him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SweetRevenge</strong> on <strong>30-01-2012, 00:27:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Something was really catching his interest in this group, for some reason. The energy he felt from them, perhaps... Or was it the fact they come to this building everyday that had him interested? He wasn't able to put his finger onto it for the moment. Seeing he was starting to catch attention, he decided to take his leave. If he felt like it, he could easily find them later on, provided he didn't stray too far from them. The shadows were a great way to get around many things in the human world. The only fact he should point out is that it's easy, as long as you don't get caught.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>30-01-2012, 06:33:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Luna's place is fine by me," Rachael agreed, getting ready to follow along.&nbsp; "Oh, and if you want to trade phone numbers, just let me know."&nbsp; Excitement at the prospect of making new friends was starting to show in her eyes.&nbsp; Maybe this city would be nice to live in after all.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>31-01-2012, 02:51:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"All taking our own cars and following you or what?" Spencer smiled at Luna. She wasn't too keen on leaving her baby anywhere by itself. She had bought it and helped restore it herself, she was giving no one the chance to mess with it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>31-01-2012, 03:25:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Cars?"&nbsp; A frown came over Rachael's lips.&nbsp; She'd always wanted a vehicle of her own, but her parents were too worried that she'd end up crashing.&nbsp; "I don't have a vehicle.&nbsp; Maybe I can hitch a ride with someone?"&nbsp; Thankfully she lived only a few miles from the school, so she was able to walk.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>31-01-2012, 03:56:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Spencer nodded with a smile. "You can ride with me, Racheal. If anyone wants anything to eat we can grab something. My treat, anybody want anything?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>01-02-2012, 20:18:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"How about pizza?" Rachael suggested.&nbsp; "Just pepperoni for mine."&nbsp; A happy and hopeful smile hopped over her face; already she was making new friends.&nbsp; She just had to hope that her very nature didn't end up blowing everything like it so often did.<br><br>As Rachael's eyes wandered, however, she managed to catch a glimpse of the angel just quickly enough before she was gone.&nbsp; Amazement and wonder showed in Rachael's eyes, staring off just a little too late towards the edge of the corner and flatly unsure of what to say.&nbsp; She'd never even seen such a beautiful being before, such long and flowing hair, the beautiful smile...<br><br>Without even meaning to, Rachael's hair shifted a little, somewhat imperceptibly but ending up with much lighter blonde hair than she'd had only moments before, unconsciously mimicking the angel's.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>01-02-2012, 20:50:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Marcus simply nodded along, "I'm fine with pizza" he said noticing Rachael's hair change to a much lighter blonde. He turned and grimaced to see the pure angel again, he had to admit she was damn gorgeous. Even though he guessed she was the kind of angel that hunted his kind, and that was a major turn off.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>02-02-2012, 04:48:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Awesome. Pizza, it is." Spencer turned to what the two had looked at. She was beautiful, that was for sure, but Spencer felt no jealousy because she was confident enough not to just see other girls as competition.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>02-02-2012, 05:03:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her gaze quickly snapped back, somewhat embarrassed, but her hair had stuck to this new color even if she didn't realize it.&nbsp; "Sounds good," she said.&nbsp; "Unless anyone knows when the tryouts are; I don't want to miss them if they're today only."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>03-02-2012, 03:36:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Um, I think I saw a flyer that said they're in two days." Spencer smiled and knew would go to support her new friend. "Cheerleading is next Monday, too"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>03-02-2012, 09:56:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rachael nods, giving a smile.&nbsp; "Alright, I'm ready," she said.&nbsp; "Shall we go?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>03-02-2012, 13:48:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Luna rolled jet eyes... Not a scrap of raw meat on a pizza "sure... I won'teat though... Something in pizza gives me an allergic reaction." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SweetRevenge</strong> on <strong>03-02-2012, 22:55:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Rock sunk into his own shadow and soon, there was nothing of him as he bolted to the nearest shadow and waited patiently. Being made of shadows had many advantages, like you weren't limited to your size; his body is only a manifestation. His true form wasn't always material, it was a choice to do so. Once one of their cars would pass by, he would 'jump' from where he was now to the car and attached himself under it, still as a shadow. If he had the choice to be whatever he wanted, he wouldn't have changed for a million dollars After all these years, he had plenty of practice yo control his abilities and such.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OHWceta</strong> on <strong>04-02-2012, 02:57:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div align="center"> ---- 100 years ago ---- </div> <br>Thursday, October 12, 10:45pm: <br>"Oh God! please! dont do this!" the priest screamed as Seraph walked towards him, blood dripping from his fangs.<br>"Go ahead, cry out to your God, he wont listen, he's ignored me this long, your cries are in vein" said Seraph with an evil chuckle. With that, Seraph bit the crying man's neck, blood gushing down onto the ground. Normally Seraph would have been more descreet in his hunting and avoid leaving such a mess, but tonight he had something to prove, this would be a show, a presentation to let the people know, he was among them, and that God could do nothing to save them.<br><br>Friday, October 13, 9:30am: <br>The Pope's carraige arrived at the Holy church, the sight in front left a horrified look on his face. <br>Three men, crucified each nailed upsidedown to a cross, to a human they appeared normal, but those who could detect the supernatural would recognize each one as an Angel.<br>"Sir, you may not want to enter the church....it's worse inside..." said the Pope's aid.<br>"I'm the highest authority of the church, it it my duty to know what these beasts have done to my people" said the Pope angrily.<br>As he entered the church the Pope fell to his knees and wept. His daughter was strewn naked across a statue of the Virgin Mary, drained of blood. Her battered body showed signs of Rape. There was a note hanging from another statue that held a spear, it read: "Tell you're God I am waiting for him, what you see before you is the punishment your people inflicted on me, the hunter is now the hunted. You took a daughter from me, and so I felt it only fair to do the same favor for you. Signed, <em>Seraph</em><br><br><div align="center"> ---- Present Day ---- </div> <br>Frank felt his insides burning, whatever it was he just ate must have gone bad or something, now it made him dizzy.<br>Suddenly he collapsed on the floor in front of a girl carrying her unfinished food to the trash. She tripped over him, dropping her tray. Then Frank could smell it, what was once one of his favorite meals had now become sickeningly disguting to him. Garlic Potatoes.<br>Frank was still drowsy and his head was spinning but he was able to get up and stammer "Are you ok, I'm so sorry about that" as he looked at the girl. (Anyone Open for interacting with Frank?)<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>04-02-2012, 16:20:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rachael frowned as Luna showed her distaste.&nbsp; "Maybe we can find something else," she said.&nbsp; "Luna, what would you like?&nbsp; Or maybe we can do multiple trips."&nbsp; She wanted everyone to be happy, even if that meant she wouldn't get any pizza, although she hoped to just get both.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>04-02-2012, 16:38:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nah, it's fine... I just had a snack anyway." She was loathe to explain that eating cooked food almost made her physically sick. "Besides... I can eat at home." She shrugged slightly, trying to grab a sneaky bite of the last piece of raw bacon.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>04-02-2012, 17:10:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Marcus chuckled softly to himself, Rachel was nice. He watched Luna sneak a bite of raw meat and shrugged with her. He looked to the shadow man from earlier and could see him fall back into the darkness. "well, unless someone wants to ride with me" he said turning to the parking lot, "I'll follow Luna".
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>06-02-2012, 10:47:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll ride with Spencer, but thanks for the offer," Rachael said.&nbsp; "We can just follow you so that Luna can point out the way, right?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GaGa88</strong> on <strong>07-02-2012, 04:32:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Spencer smiled as Rachael spoke, she was cute and very sweet. "That works for me." First day of school and she'd made a few friends, it had been a good day.&nbsp; "So, do y'all want us to pick the pizza up or have it delivered? Up to you, Luna, since it is your place and all."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural High (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Frank Reshman</strong> on <strong>07-02-2012, 05:23:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mike sat in the passenger seat of his dad's new car.&nbsp; He never was a car guy, so he didn't know the make and model.&nbsp; He knew it was new, the best money could buy, but he just didn't care.&nbsp; He sat in that car, watching the landscape change as he drove towards his new life.&nbsp; High school.&nbsp; He didn't care much for high school two hundred years ago, and he doubted things had changed much.&nbsp; He looked down at his arm at his cross shaped scar and grimaced.&nbsp; It had been 130 years since he'd been attacked, and yet it had still not faded.&nbsp; It still looked as fresh as it did the day he earned it.&nbsp; Earned it...that was a gruesome thought, albeit, an accurate one.&nbsp; Vampire hunting was, of course, socially acceptable in his society and it gave him plenty of time to get rid of his excess energy and it gave him somewhere to place his violent tendencies.&nbsp; He flexed his muscle and made the cross distort.&nbsp; How fitting, he mused to himself.&nbsp; <br><br>A distorted cross indeed.&nbsp; Not because of the threat of vampiracy looming over him.&nbsp; No angel on record had been converted to vampirism, yet he still felt uneasy.&nbsp; He had never been harmed by a vampire before; never felt it's icy claws rake his skin.&nbsp; He remembered with vivid detail how it felt to have been pinned, by a female, no less.&nbsp; Helpless, he had watched the vampire lower herself closer to him.&nbsp; He recalled how he had been saved, but through no fault of his own.&nbsp; It was not skill of any kind that saved his ass that day, but luck.&nbsp; Luck that his cross had slipped out of his tunic and grazed the vampire's skin.&nbsp; The cross, which weakened the vampire enough for him to slay her.&nbsp; Helplessness, he feared, would become a recurring theme now that he had been shipped off to high school under the ever watchful eye of his father.<br><br>So he sat.&nbsp; And thought.&nbsp; And sat some more; gazing out of the window at the ever changing scenery.<br><br>
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