Honey You're A Shipwreck, With Your Heart Of Stone

Cyren Nielsen | Hellhound


She knew that Marlee had logic and point on her side, but Cyren was still embarrassed over it. But, today was a day she could just forget about everything. About Thomas and the trouble he'd caused this school. The constant worry she felt for Marlee, the stress of not being in her own room as nice as Finn's company had been, and about her slip up the previous night. "Once I get a decent coffee I'll feel much better." She quipped, straightening up a little. She knew that kids were already gathering near the gates to be sorted into groups and taken into town, though if the staff were smart they'd lump Cyren and Marlee together. "And if I want a coffee, and you want a dress- we'd best get a move on before we get left behind and I gotta convince one of the teachers who can drive to take us into town. Which the chances of that are slim and we may have to resort to shopping online." The normal lively tone had seeped back into Cyren's voice as her cerulean orbs sparkled with enthusiasm. It was about seven-thirty in the morning which meant they'd have a full day of shopping ahead. Normally 'Ren didn't get out very much. It was a privilege and unfortunately her impish nature often got the right to go out revoked. Not that she minded on days that most people went out she stayed back, exploring every nook and cranny of this dusty school.

"Anyway- how'd your night go?" She didn't expect much in the wayward of that. Cyren, the one who prided herself on her perception of others was convinced Daniel wouldn't cross that line with Marlee. Not while she was a student anyway. Cyren had high hopes they'd end up together after graduation or something. The hellhound could almost see the two spending vacations together while Cyren... Well she hadn't actually figured it out. There were plenty of things that the Hellhound hadn't figured out about what she'd do after high school- assuming she'd even graduate on time this year. She could join the human world, she was of age and it was her right- or she could stay in the supernatural community. Go to college with creatures like her, or go to college with humans. If she even wanted to go to college. Her parents while alive had formed a rather successful alchemy business. Selling ingredients of whatever your heart could desire to fae, witch, and whatever other reasons. When she graduated it was officially her's, if she wanted the business. Or, the Hellhound could travel. And that was what she was leaning towards. Cyren wanted to go explore the world. She wanted to reach out and find other's like her. She was looking to not feel so... alone.

But on the other hand, she didn't want to leave Marlee. It had been her job all these years to look after her friend- Cyren couldn't imagine ll that simply ending. It made her stomach twist with unease. And then there was the final option, if the conflict between the Rebellion and the Community became physical, she could help stop the rebels. That was the least desirable option to the young Hellhound. Absentmindedly she listened to Marlee as the pair made their way towards the gate, offering her small smiles and nods. "And how was Dan? He seemed pretty freaked out over the incident yesterday and I haven't had a chance to talk to him since." Perhaps it was because their rooms were so close but Cyren would swear she picked up his scent from inside Marlee's room. As the two made it outside to the front gates, Cyren paused ice filling her body for a moment. Flashes of memory, Marlee's hand wreathed with a silver aura while Thomas hovered meaninglessly just outside- the snapping of her bones and joints as it was pushed out of place when she landed poorly on her shoulder, And Finn... A delicate and subtle blush stained the brunette's cheekbones as she forced her mind away from that night. The surrounding town they were shopping in was a supernatural community. So if Cyren lost her cool somehow, it'd not be as bad.

A few Nephilim students were transporting people by groups, and unfortunately the line was rather long. She and Marlee would have plenty of waiting to do- which in turn irked the impatient tempered woman. "It would be faster for me to shift and you to just hitch a ride on me." Cyren remarked, somewhat petulantly. Of course that irritability made the woman a little more alert to the fact that from a few yards away Hamish was watching them. His face was blank and devoid, and chills prickled Cyren's forearms. Not wanting to upset Marlee, who's back was turned to the werewolf, Cyren allowed her gaze to bleed of blue, flashing instead her intimidating depths. If it weren't so crowded she'd be all to happy to choke the little bastard out again. However the headmaster had only let her off detentions because of what had happened with Thomas, and Cyren didn't want to spend her freetime from now until the end of the year cleaning desks. Hamish taking her not-so-subtle hint to fuck off scoured before turning and meshing into the crowd. Only when he was out of sight did Cyren relax. It took about a half hour, but eventually it was their turn to get zapped to town. She visibly tensed when the Nephilim's finger gently rested on her forehead, preparing to send her and Marlee on their merry way. It was the oddest sensation- and Cyren could never place it.

It was like getting squeezed and ironed all at once, like those rides at amusement parks that had you sticking to the wall by gravity. Not to mention side effects of being magically zapped included chills and disorientation. Thus was why the Hellhound when "landed" stumbled, catching herself on the side of the pub they'd landed in front of, near the shopping district. "I always hated that." She grumbled furiously rubbing her arms to warm herself up. "So, where you wanna go first? New Rok is open. Can get the dresses out of the way and if we have time grab some lunch or dinner." Cyren suggested, once her body had adjusted after being teleported to town. New Rok was her favorite store, vintage styles and quality clothing. She was beginning to regain some of her impishness, sparkling in her gaze as she glanced around eagerly. You could always go out into town on the weekends so long as you hadn't gotten in trouble- but this was by far the biggest town trip of the year. "I was thinking we get you something red. Or dark blue, to go nicely with your skin and stuff. Maybe a dark silver. But it can't be tacky. Silver and gold can be tacky colors." Marlee always looked nice, but Cyren was going to make positively sure that Daniel lost his fucking jaw when he saw her at the dance, as he was certainly going to be there.
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Daniel Roberts | Vampire



“I hope she doesn’t stop trusting me, I care about her and I really want to help her. She will do so much in the world and I would hate to see her stay back for another year, just because no one has taught her how to control herself.” Daniel was relieved to see someone cared for Cyren. After years of being one of the only people to rally around the young Hellhound, it was relieving to him to have someone else worry about her. She wasn't a bad kid but like Marlee people had plenty of per-conceptions about her. And he'd admit he was one at first. But, he'd seen her gentler, side, knew how clever she was, and how important to Marlee she was- and vice versa. As for the trusting issue... Well it was Cyren's fatal flaw. Dan was pretty sure that she still didn't trust him, but that was fine by him. He wouldn't be utterly bothered by it like Finn seemed to be. "I think you'll learn pretty quickly that Cyren Nielsen, doesn't trust. And when she does give that to someone, it's not something given lightly. Since you seem to be physically in tact I'm guessing whatever happened will blow over. Don't stress about it." Daniel promised. He didn't know the nature of Finn and Cyren's relationship, and he didn't need to. He wanted to focus on him and Marlee. As long as Finn didn't hurt Cyren, and Cyren didn't hurt Finn- the vampire figured the two were adults and could handle themselves.

Absentmindedly tracing patterns on his mug the vampire instantly relaxed when Finn waved off his apology. “Honestly I was pissed when it all happened. But thanks to Marlee, nothing did come from it and I understand. I have a smaller group and yet some days I feel like I’m not controlling any of the students, they’re young and stupid so they will do risky things. Hopefully everyone has learnt from it, but it’s fine really.” The vampire would of felt terrible if something were to happen to anyone. While he wasn't as close with Cyren as he was with Marlee, or Cyren with Finn- the vampire still found her amusing. She was one of his better students and often found himself comparing her with his long since deceased sister. Not to mention those two vampires had been his responsibility. And he hadn't done a good enough job of keeping an eye on his group. "I'm just glad nothing happened." The vampire remarked, a little sullenly. Glancing up shaken out of his thoughts by Finn's next question Daniel chuckled at this. “Are you ready for the dance? Do I need to be warned about anything or anyone?” There were plenty of things to chaperon at these dances. Succubi could get seriously out of hand at these, and that was always awkward to break up. A few years ago a fae student had done something to the punch that had turned most of the teenagers into raging hormonal, supernatural drunkards. There were always the awkward student's asking staff to dance...

But, he was hoping for a quiet year. "I mean, I usually just stand there. I let the other teachers do the work. Breaking up grinding teenagers isn't exactly something I enjoy." Daniel stated with a sense of his normal dry humor. "Don't make eye contact with anyone for longer than five seconds or I swear they will ask you to dance." Chuckling a little at this he leaned back in his seat crossing his arms. This year he would be busy fighting the urge to dance with Marlee. Gods have mercy on him because Daniel was pretty sure that she was going to be a shining visage of elegance and beauty. "I mostly just step in if things get violent or if there are altercations. Last year a werewolf bit a vampire over a girl. But the kids are shaken up from the incident a few nights ago. I have a feeling they'll pretty much behave themselves. And if you don't like crappy DJ music, I suggest bringing your phone and some earbuds." Having done this dance nearly every year he taught at this school, Daniel was something of a pro. Callum joked he should write a guidebook for the newbies staffing. As they sat there, Daniel couldn't help but wonder what exactly his night would entail. Just pining after Marlee from the sidelines? He was pretty sure that Cyren wouldn't let anyone dance with the fae unless she wanted it... And Daniel was going to have to pretend like she wasn't the only thing he saw whenever they were in the same room together.

It brought him in an awkward position. On one hand he was really looking forward to seeing how Marlee dressed that night. And on the other, Daniel was going to have to wrestling with this beguiling sense of guilt that would be brewing in his stomach the entirety of the night. Glancing over at Finn saying nothing but studying his features for a moment the history was tempted to just come clean. Ask Finn that if what he was doing, what he was hiding about himself and Marlee was the right call. He opened his mouth, intent on asking but backed out at the last minute. "How's Marlee doing in her classes? I know she missed a couple, I don't want her to fall behind in senior year." He asked instead. Daniel already knew how she was doing- or at least how Marlee had told him she was doing. He'd helped her with a few of Finn's assignments a few days ago. They had been far more pleasant than the math and science had been. Daniel figured it would just be too messy to mention his real problem to Finn. It would just be another person that would know, and he had asked Marlee not to tell Cyren. It wouldn't exactly be fair for Finn to know and not the Hellhound. Of course Dan had his suspicions about Finn's interest in Cyren, but again that would be too messy if he knew for sure. "As long as I don't hurt Marlee, it'll be fine." The vampire told himself nodding along to Finn's update on Marlee's progress in his class.

Finn Huxley | Basilisk


"I think you'll learn pretty quickly that Cyren Nielsen, doesn't trust. And when she does give that to someone, it's not something given lightly. Since you seem to be physically intact I'm guessing whatever happened will blow over. Don't stress about it." Daniel promised and it had been something that Finn picked up not that soon after he first met the young Hellhound, she didn’t trust easily and it was obvious to anyone who took the time to speak with the brunette. Finn now knew the reason behind Cyren’s fear for trusting people, why she didn’t let people into her life or close to her. Why she really only had one friend, he wasn’t sure if he could call Daniel a friend of Cyren’s or not but she seemed to trust him as well. Nodding his head lightly, he did hope that the kiss he received from Cyren last night would blow over and she wouldn’t feel embarrassed or awkward around him as that is the last thing he wanted to happen. “You’re right, I’m just overthinking things. It was nothing to begin with,” Finn tried to brush it off as he didn’t want to explain the kiss to anyone, even though he already trusted in Daniel he didn’t want Cyren to get into trouble or to be told off. It was an innocent kiss on his cheek, it meant nothing other than how exhausted the brunette was after a long day.

They both went on to talk about what happened yesterday, Finn was honestly over it by that morning. Things were always going to happen when young, hormonal teenagers were put into a room and taught how to control whatever they needed to. Accidents were life at the school and in the big world as well, no one could stop things from occurring and they were stupid if they wanted to try. If Cyren or any of his students had gotten hurt, then he would feel differently about it all. But no one had gotten hurt and that’s all that matters, at least to him. As he sipped his coffee he listened to Daniel speak about the dance, but he found out quickly that maybe he shouldn’t have asked. He was only more nervous about it now, sure it was just a dance that would last a few hours but hearing how the students tended to act, he wished he had some way of getting out of attending. "Don't make eye contact with anyone for longer than five seconds or I swear they will ask you to dance." Daniel chuckled which Finn couldn’t understand, there was nothing funny about students asking teachers for a dance and then having to refuse with will only make things awkward. He had been certain about surviving the dance, he wasn’t sure about that now. Maybe if he stared at the ground and took sneaky glances every few seconds, no one would bother him. He had thought about watching Cyren all night long, but then if someone caught him staring at the Hellhound it wouldn’t end well for him. Even if his excuse was to keep an eye on her, he doubted he would be let off without some form of punishment.

"I mostly just step in if things get violent or if there are altercations. Last year a werewolf bit a vampire over a girl. But the kids are shaken up from the incident a few nights ago. I have a feeling they'll pretty much behave themselves. And if you don't like crappy DJ music, I suggest bringing your phone and some earbuds." The vampire explained to him and gave him some tips on how to stay sane for the night, “I’ll keep all of that in mind. Hopefully nothing will happen, I’d hate for the night to be ruined in anyway. It’s all the students have been talking about… well the girls have been, that’s for sure.” Finn commented as that is all he has heard from the female body of students, what dress they wanted to wear and who was attending the dance with whom. It was exhausting to simply listen to, he didn’t know how girls could think of that and only that for a good couple of weeks. But it did make him think about what dress Cyren would wear, what colour it would be and the length. Who her hair be up or down, he hoped she would leave it down but curl it as he found it suited her amazingly although she looked great all the time. At least it would be just this one year that he was being forced into attending the dance, he wouldn’t be volunteering his time again but this year would still be hard on him. He’d have to watch Cyren from afar and not have any contact with her, he wouldn’t be able to spin her around the dance floor or hold her body close to his as they swayed in time with the music. However Finn shook those thoughts from his mind, before he got carried away with him again.

As things fell silent among them, Finn stole a glance at the old vampire and noticed the look on his face. It seemed to him like Daniel wanted to say something, but decided against it at the last second and instead asked how Marlee was doing in his class. "How's Marlee doing in her classes? I know she missed a couple, I don't want her to fall behind in senior year." It was clear to Finn just how deeply Daniel cared for Marlee, they have known each other for a long time and Finn really enjoyed watching people. He noticed the way they looked at each other, it was in a way that was forbidden between professors and their students. Finn wasn’t going to say a word unless he knew it was one sided or someone was being taken advantage off, which none of those things were occurring between Daniel and Marlee so Finn wasn’t going to stick his nose into something that wasn’t his business. “Marlee is going extremely well in class, I have given her more time to finish the work considering what has been going on. But she’s always answering questions in class and asking me a ton of questions about everything,” Finn smiled as the fae was one of his favourite students from all his classes, she was bright and smart and wanted to know everything that she literally could learn. He wished that all the students were like that, but sadly students like Marlee were becoming rare. “She’s going to do a lot of good when she graduates,” Graduation for the senior class was a long way off, but he was certain that the blonde fae would be at the top of all her classes when the time came. He always liked thinking up careers that his students could be after finishing school, he could imagine Marlee being a leader where she could change things for the better. He had thought about what Cyren could do with her life, but he honestly couldn’t because she would be great at so many things. He couldn’t wait to see what she did with her life after school, he already knew it would be something amazing.

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Marlee Hudson | Fairy


Marlee knew that she had a good point, Cyren was just overreacting again and she would calm down by the end of the day and everything would go back to normal. "And if I want a coffee, and you want a dress- we'd best get a move on before we get left behind and I gotta convince one of the teachers who can drive to take us into town. Which the chances of that are slim and we may have to resort to shopping online." Cyren mentioned and Marlee didn’t want to miss the chance to spend time in town, she also didn’t want to resort to shopping online this time. She wanted a dress that fitted her perfectly and shopping online wouldn’t give her that, besides by the time the dance arrived it would be too risky to send back if it wasn’t right. She wouldn’t go to the dance if she didn’t have a nice dress to wear, she wanted to get all made up and enjoy the night without any worries. “We both know that you wouldn’t be able to convince anyone to take us into town, I’d have a much better chance that it.” Marlee smiled sweetly at her best friend as they continued to walk, they both needed this day away from the school. Away from anything that could land them in trouble, away from the stares and whispers from not only other students but from professors as well. Marlee was going to have a lovely day with her best friend and she wasn’t going to worry about a thing, even if she didn’t find a dress that she adored, it wasn’t the end of the world so it would just roll off her back.

"Anyway- how'd your night go?" The gorgeous brunette asked which only gave the fae the biggest urge to blurt out that she had spent half the night with Daniel, and that they were together. But sadly his words rang inside her mind, Marlee knew she would feel horrible and would be struck with so much guilt if she told Ren everything and it caused her friend to get into serious trouble. She didn’t want that, she wouldn’t let herself be the reason that Cyren was in deep trouble. But at the same time she just wanted to share her amazing news with her friend, “It was quiet. I finished some homework and watched a movie, it was nice to just relax though.” It wasn’t actually a lie, she had done those things last night. She just had some company that’s all, she knew that Ren would be angry when she did find out and that she hadn’t been told when it first happened. But hopefully either herself or Daniel would be able to explain it all to the Hellhound and she would understand that they were trying to protect her, Marlee prayed that is how things turned out anyways. "And how was Dan? He seemed pretty freaked out over the incident yesterday and I haven't had a chance to talk to him since." Ren asked once they had made it outside, although Marlee nearly didn’t catch her friend’s question as all Marlee saw were the front gates of the school. Her mind instantly went back to the night when her father tricked her into opening the gates, she hadn’t been out this way since that night as she knew the memories would come back to her and she simply wanted to forget it ever happened.

“Oh… he’s fine, he was still angry that he hadn’t been keeping an eye on them. But he’ll be okay, he’s glad that you didn’t get hurt.” She forced a smile onto her face even if the same thing was happening in Cyren’s mind, they hadn’t talked much about that night and it seemed to be working for them both. Besides Marlee felt more comfortable going to Dan, she didn’t want to give Ren yet another reason to worry about her. She didn’t want Ren’s life to revolve around her and keeping her safe, Cyren deserved to live her own life and do whatever she wanted with it. But being Marlee’s body guard wasn’t something she would allow at any time, it wasn’t fair on the Hellhound even if she chose it. The brunette had already gotten badly hurt because of Marlee, she will never forget watching her best friend try to attack her father only to be fooled by his magic. Having to watch the Hellhound collide with the ground would stick with the blonde fae for the rest of her life, she was lucky that Professor Huxley had been there and managed to get Cyren to the nurse’s ward before the injury got any worse. Her heart thumped inside her chest as this part of the school would forever be clouded in darkness for Marlee now, all because of her selfish father wanting even more power for himself and the Rebellion. As she stepped closer to the gates, she could feel the spell that was keeping the students and professors safe from all the bad in the world. The spell was stronger and Marlee was impressed by the work, she was certain that she wouldn’t be able to open them now. Even though she didn’t exactly know how she managed to open the gates the first time, it was something that has been bothering her but she was too nervous to bring it up with anyone.

Pushing all thoughts aside, her clear blue eyes landed on the long line of students waiting to be transported into the town by some Nephilim students. It would take them longer if they waited but they didn’t have any other choice, "It would be faster for me to shift and you to just hitch a ride on me." Ren remarked and it made Marlee smile, it would be so much easier if she could hitch a ride on her Hellhound form. But they both knew that wouldn’t be happening any time soon, “It would also be faster if you held onto me and I flew us into town. Neither of which will be happening,” Marlee did have wings, her wings were the exact colour of her eyes and were sparkly and ended right at her hips. But flying was something she hadn’t mastered, in fact she tended not to fly so her wings always stayed hidden. When she was younger and her parents were teaching her how to fly, she received several broken bones over a few years as she seemed to always crash land. So for her, flying wasn’t a good memory and she was scared to use her wings now because of those memories. As she had been speaking to Cyren, all her attention had been on her friend so she had no idea who was watching them until she noticed the look in Ren’s eyes. But by the time Marlee scanned the area around them, she didn’t see anyone so she didn’t ask Cyren about it as she was probably just glaring at someone she didn’t like again. Once they joined the line, it took a while before it was their turn and Marlee nearly had enough by that time and was almost going to go ask Dan if he could take them into town.

But their turn finally came around and the fairy prepared herself, the second a finger touched her forehead she was pulled forward quickly which made her stomach twist with the sudden movement. Seconds later she felt the sensation end and her body stumbled forward, while she shivered from an after affect from traveling that way. Her body warmed up shortly as she took in her surroundings, "So, where you wanna go first? New Rok is open. Can get the dresses out of the way and if we have time grab some lunch or dinner." Cyren asked as they weren’t far from New Rok which was Ren’s favourite store to visit when they went to town, Marlee agreed as she didn’t have anything in mind. She wanted to find a dress on a rack and fall in love with it, "I was thinking we get you something red. Or dark blue, to go nicely with your skin and stuff. Maybe a dark silver. But it can't be tacky. Silver and gold can be tacky colors." Ren commented as they headed towards New Rok, “We’ll see what we can find. But I don’t want to go over the top, I don’t have anyone to impress. Besides I’m more interested in finding you a dress, I would love to see you in a dark purple or a really dark maroon.” Marlee smiled as Cyren was the single one out of them now, she still did want to impress Daniel but she already had him in her life so he wasn’t her main concern. She was going to find the perfect dress for Ren, something elegant and classy but also something that will show off her killer body. “All the boys are going to be drooling over you,” Marlee smiled as she was now set on a mission and she wouldn’t stop until she was happy with the dress Cyren would be wearing, so once they reached New Rok Marlee headed straight for the dress rack and begun to flick through them. She hadn’t even bothered to greet the lady working there, which wasn’t like the social fae one bit.

Cyren Nielsen | Hellhound


"Purple is fine by me. As long as it's not scratchy, you know I have that sensory thing." Cyren couldn't stand itchy, stiff, or wooly clothing. It drove her insane. At Marlee's next comment, Cyren's cheeks flushed because honestly there was only one person's attention she wanted. "Well, they better not drool on me." She scoffed, that aloof tone of her's seeping into her words. Setting off towards the shop, the Hellhound snickered at Marlee's enthusiasm. Boys honestly weren't her concern. Well... Except for one but it'd be totally inappropriate to try try to make him drool as Marlee had put it... Right? Cyren bit the corner of her lip, hiding the grin at the mental image of Finn's gaze on her throughout the dance. "Wishful thinking Cyren." The hellhound thought as Marlee practically tugged her through the entrance of New Rok, straight to the clothing racks full of elegant and beautiful dresses. She held back a laugh as Marlee set right to work, digging through racks as the saleswoman gave them a chipper hello. Greeting her back Cyren drifted to the rack across from the one Marlee was searching through. A couple other classmates were poking about the store, though hurriedly shifted their gazes when they noted the hellhound and fae.

Cyren of last year would of happily gone and asked them if there was a problem, though today she just rolled her eyes and turned back to shopping. Intimidating peers wasn't a good way to graduate. New Rok had all sorts of dresses and styles though Cyren tended to favor the floor-length and high-low dresses. She was halfway through her rack when she turned to Marlee with a wicked smile. "I know, how about we shop for the other person? I know exactly what sizes you are. It's better than shopping for myself." Cyren proposed, a playful banter laced in her words. The idea seemed to go over well for Marlee who nodded enthusiastically before turning back to the myriad of dresses for sale. At first, none of them seemed suitable for Marlee. Cyren was having a hard time finding a dress that would do her stunning friend any justice. It had to be unique and fitted perfectly to Marlee's from. "Everyone's gonna lose their shit when they see her." The brunette thought gleefully as she continued rooting through the racks. Normally she hated events like this. Marlee normally had to drag her to any school events hissin' and spittin' about them.

The crowds made her edgy, the events were normally boring, and she didn't get on with most of her classmates. But it made Marlee happy to go to the occasional spring dance, or school-wide movie night. So in the end Cyren would go with her best friend. As the two worked the store, Cyren ended up finding five really beautiful pieces. It had taken her forever and a fortnight to find them; although fairly Cyren had spent half her time snickering under her breath at the tackier pieces. The cheetah and zebra printed ones mostly, and mentally picked out which girls would wear those ones. Cyren however had carefully chosen the dresses she wanted to present to Marlee, and was sure that Marlee was gonna like at least one of the choices. They ranged in color, a couple lighter ones, some darker ones; and mostly Cyren was sure they'd look great on her. Most of them were floor length, though she'd picked a high-low and a shorter dress for some options. And of course the fabric was soft and wouldn't irritate the skin. "Alright, try these on!" Cyren exclaimed bounding over towards the rack where the blonde was shopping, the dresses laid out in her arms for Marlee to grab. "You have the best of the best right there." She assured, eager to see how they each looked and which Marlee would pick. Soft music played from speakers above, to which Cyren hadn't really been playing attention to but sounded like the same four Lana Del Rey songs on repeat.

"Alright, here- let's go try these on." Marlee said, and after some careful manuevering the girls traded the dresses they had found for each other thus far. Whether this place was just too out of the way for most students and they hadn't hit the rack's yet, or simply word had gotten around they were currently shopping there- it was devoid of much Ravenwood students. All the better for Cyren as she got into a dressing room pretty quickly, The Hellhound quickly shed her clothes going for the first dress. It was dark green in color, with beautiful silver detailing. "So far so good." She thought as the Hellhound zipped herself into the dress. It was nice for a high-low dress, and it didn't bother her skin in anyway. However as Cyren regarded herself in the mirror she felt pretty neutral about it. "Maybe not the one, but I'll set it aside." She decided. Once that one was off and put away, Cyren moved onto the next one. Almost instantly her gaze was drawn to it, towards the bottom of the little pile, it's dark rich sangria cloth catching her eye. Very carefully she picked it up to examine it. The dress was a floor length one with a slight trail behind it- which was fine. Cyren didn't plan on dancing or actually mingling. She was just there to look after Marlee and maybe see Finn in a tux. It was an utter princess dress, and Cyren zipped herself into as quick as she could.

For a few moments Cyren quietly gazed into the mirror preening. It was certainly beautiful, and gave her an almost... Regal appearance. "Marlee, I found the one. I'm coming out." She called, her voice chipper and light. This day out was doing her plenty of good. It brought her temporary peace of mind from Thomas and the Rebellion, and from Finn. The lights in the dressing room were bright, slightly irritating as they reflected off the wall to wall mirroring. From the stall down Marlee poked her head out as Cyren gave a twirl. The dress flared about her like a rippling, living mulberry wave. "I'm thinking of doing a bun, but leaving a couple locks down curled to frame my face." Cyren announced, the large smile curving her lips. "You totally win best dress picker. Ah I can't wait for this dance now!" She cooed, glancing down at the dress once again. Briefly she wondered what Finn would think; though in an effort to keep him and her little mishap from her mind the Hellhound rather forcefully made her brain focus on something else. "What about you? Did you find something you liked? If not we can always hit another store." They'd only been there for about an hour and a half, and had time to search other stores. "Although, I'm getting a coffee before we do anything else after this. I might fall asleep standing up if we don't." The warning was light and playful as she normally was as she took one last glance at the dress before heading back to change into her streetclothes and pay for the gorgeous gown.
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Daniel Roberts | Vampire



Daniel had conflicted feelings about the graduation thing. God he couldn't wait to just be in an honest relationship with Marlee. Even if his peers didn't approve of it. But on the other hand after this year... She'd be gone. He wouldn't get to see her around school or watch over her like he was so used to doing. Not to mention he'd actually miss Cyren's snippy sarcasm. "Well... She's a bright kid. I was worried at first with everything happen with... With Thomas that she'd fall behind. She's pleasantly surprised me." He remarked somewhat absently. “She’s going to do a lot of good when she graduates,” At this the vampire honestly smiled. Not one of his dry, slightly sarcastic ones- but just... an honest smile. "If she can keep her head up about her family, yes she will. She'll have her struggles but I'm confident she'll get past them." She was smart, and kind. As long as she could make some allies, then Dan was sure Marlee would be alright. And as long as she'd allow him- Daniel would always support her. Though it made him wonder what would happen with Cyren. If Marlee followed her family legacy and went on to join Fae politics, make their council- it was a dangerous world filled with vipers. She'd need someone to protect her, at least from the physical threats. But Cyren was such a free-spirit Daniel doubted she'd do very well in Fae court.

There hadn't been a day these past two years that Cyren hadn't at least physically checked in with Marlee. Could the girls handle the changes? "Let them figure it out." He mind murmured, to which he did his best to. Later he could ask the fae what her plans were, try to help the situation as best he could. "This is gonna be a rough year. A lot of kids here don't do change well. A fifth of them won't really ever be able to transition into a human community. It's not the worse fate in the world staying in a supernatural community. I just hope none of my kids end up staked or in a blood lust." It was always hard for Daniel to watch his kids go out into the world to try to live it as peacefully as they could with what he taught them. Whenever one got hunted, or fell off the wagon- it always felt a like a shortcoming reflected on him. "But they got months to figure everything out." The vampire remarked leaning back in his seat with a contemplative expression clouding his dark gaze. "Anyway, if you had nothing better to do I was gonna just take an easy day in the teacher's common room. I know some of the other staff have been uh... Less than welcoming so feel free to join." Perhaps that was the common thread that brought Finn and Cyren together.

Both outcasted in a community that forged and forgotten them in the matter of centuries. Daniel could easily recall a time where each of their races had been at their golden years. He recalled how each race had been hunted to near extinction, though no one did much to stop it. But now, just whispers remained of both legacies. Thankfully vampires and werewolves were just the gift that kept on giving. A single bite from a vampire or alpha wolf, and a new generation could be made. Fae, while not as strong in numbers as they once were- were still doing okay. Dragons would likely never be restored to their glory, and witches were as plentiful as oxygen- though a talented witch was hard to find. Finn still looked a little panicked about the dance and the vampire offered a toothy grin, clearly amused. "You'll be fine. I agree with you, I think they'll be fine this year. It's gonna be a night to forget all the shit happening with the rebellion and kids know that if they mess this up prom will be taken away." He assured, offering a gentler smile before getting up to wash out his mug and put it back in the cabinet. Wiping his hands on his jeans to dry them once he was done, Daniel headed towards the door, Finn not far behind. It would probably do the broody vampire to get to know the Basilisk better.

He was a good man, Daniel could sense that, and it wouldn't do any good in alienating him for no reason. And in all honesty, Daniel liked him well enough. Finn was easy going and didn't cause him trouble. All the key points he looked for in a friend. As they walked, Dan's hands kept busy by scrolling through an article on his phone as they walked, he glanced up towards the other man. "So, besides the Cyren stuff- how you liking it here? Better pay then most. Plus as much as I like to say otherwise most the kids aren't half bad." Well, save for Hamish and his friends. Everytime Dan saw the smug little punk he had to fight to remain in control of himself and not rip his ears off. Dan had a hard time adjusting when he'd gotten here- nearly gotten thrown out a few times. His bloodlust had been horrible back then, but Callum helped him get it under control and he had been without an incident for decades. As they reached the teacher's common room, Dan was quick to push the door open relieved to find it empty. Locating the remote and flicking the TV on pretty quickly, settling for watching re-runs of Criminal Minds he settled against the couch leaving enough space for the basilisk to sit as well. This was probably the most relaxing day he'd had since his week off during the summer, and Daniel would be damned if he didn't enjoy himself.

Finn Huxley | Basilisk


Finn remembered what it was like for him when he first went out into the big, wide world. He had been excited about it for months and when the day came, he was scared shitless because he had no clue what to expect. He had stayed in the supernatural community longer than his friends, but all of his friends weren’t as dangerous as he could be and their races were still going strong. Finn didn’t want to be hunted and die because then he would be one less basilisk in the world, he didn’t want that so he stayed behind so he could truly learn control over his snake and so that he would be more comfortable in himself when he did decide to leave for the human world. It was scary for any creature going into the human community for the first time, it would be something he’d talk about when graduation was closer for the students as it was something they needed to hear. He remembered that his friends all thought it would be easy to fit in with humans, all of them had been completely wrong but they survived and are now happy with their lives. But the change is a big one and there is going to be struggles that the students will face, he wanted to prepare all his students as much as he could before they did graduation. Once they left the school grounds, they would be on their own and he wouldn’t be able to help them.

"This is gonna be a rough year. A lot of kids here don't do change well. A fifth of them won't really ever be able to transition into a human community. It's not the worse fate in the world staying in a supernatural community. I just hope none of my kids end up staked or in a blood lust." Daniel stated and Finn agreed completely, he hoped none of his students ended up dead because they were so young and had their whole lives ahead of them. “I stayed back in the community for a couple of years, I knew I wasn’t ready to be surrounded by people that I could so easily kill. It wasn’t horrible, I was asked constantly when I’d be leaving but that’s about it. It was nice but I always wondered what the human world was like, that can drive anyone crazy.” He told the vampire as he drowned the rest of his hot coffee before it grew too cold to drink, but things had been different when he was younger. Students were encouraged to get out of the supernatural community, but now they weren’t until they felt ready. There wasn’t any pressure on students to leave, it was brought up many times but it wasn’t pushed onto them anymore which Finn was relieved to find. Students had enough pressure on them to do well in school, they didn’t need any more pressure thrown onto them. “All we can do is prepare them, it’ll be in their hands once they graduate.” Although it was months away and the students had plenty of time to figure out what they wanted, it was still something that Finn thought about.

"Anyway, if you had nothing better to do I was gonna just take an easy day in the teacher's common room. I know some of the other staff have been uh... Less than welcoming so feel free to join." Daniel suggested as he carried his empty mug over to the sink, Finn was close behind him as he had no plans for the day. He had thought about finishing all of his marking, but right now he really couldn’t be bothered to concentrate on that. “That would be great, actually. Thanks,” He washed up his mug and plate before setting it aside to dry, he hadn’t been welcomed warmly by many of the professors but it was something he was used to. He wasn’t bothered by how people reacted to him or how they treated him, but it was nice to have someone who wanted to hang out and just talk to. Daniel had really been the only one who had given him a chance, some other professors did take time to speak with him and check on him but none went out of their way like Daniel was. Maybe that was part of why Cyren felt like she could talk to him and why she willingly wanted to spend time with him, because they were both a dying race even though the brunette didn’t actually know that because she hadn’t figured out what he was just yet. But she would eventually and maybe when she knew, she would trust him and she could feel more comfortable about opening up to him about anything that was on her mind.

He followed Daniel out of the staff dining room and into the empty staff common room, something that he was glad to see as it meant they could relax and he might even consider taking a sneaky nap. Plopping himself down onto the couch, he stretched out his legs and crossed his ankles while Dan flipped through the channels on the TV until he found a show to watch. "So, besides the Cyren stuff- how you liking it here? Better pay than most. Plus as much as I like to say otherwise most the kids aren't half bad." Daniel asked after he had settled on watching re-runs of Criminal Minds, relaxing on the couch he glanced over at the vampire. “It’s great here, the pay is better and there aren’t that many students that get on my nerves. I feel comfortable here and I like knowing that I’m making a difference, as sappy as that makes me sound it’s true.” He chuckled softly as he sounded like a woman, but he did love his job and being able to teach the young teenagers. “Have you thought about doing anything else? Being alive for this long, it must get boring at times.” He asked as he would hate to be a vampire, constantly living and seeing loved ones die would have to be the worst thing someone could go through.

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Marlee Hudson | Fairy


Marlee knew exactly what Ren liked and what she didn’t, "I know, how about we shop for the other person? I know exactly what sizes you are. It's better than shopping for myself." Cyren proposed the idea and Marlee couldn’t exactly say no to it, she was already searching for dresses that Ren could try on. Besides she wasn’t sure if she’d find a dress for herself to wear, she was more focused on finding the perfect dress for Cyren. “Sounds good to me,” Marlee smiled as she pulled some dresses out for a closer look before placing them back, her hands touched the fabric and pulled back instantly when the fabric wasn’t silky. She hadn’t even noticed the other students had decided to leave the store, either because they didn’t find anything or it was because they didn’t want to be that close to the Hellhound and Fae. Marlee just wanted to find the dress that would make jaws drop, maybe it would make Finn’s jaw drop. She had even lost track of time as she had found five dresses that she wanted Cyren to try on, two of them were high-low dresses and the other three were floor length. She had picked out colours that she knew would suit the Hellhound and wouldn’t wash her out, she only found colours that were dark and deeper as she thought the lighter coloured dresses looked a little tacky.

"Alright, try these on! You have the best of the best right there." Cyren proclaimed once she had enough dresses in her arms, Marlee had finished searching as well and was holding five gorgeous dresses that she couldn’t wait to see Ren try on. “I think I have given you the best of the best,” Marlee smiled as they carefully exchanged dresses before heading towards the change rooms, it was at that moment that Marlee realised how empty the store was. There were a few other women there now but they were just normal customers, so she took the changing stall that was beside Cyren as it would be easier for them to show each other the dresses. Marlee took off her clothes and tried on the first dress, which was a short navy dress but as she zipped the dress up she really didn’t like it. The dress fitted around her body just fine, but it made her look like she had no boobs which isn’t something she wanted. So she took the dress off and continued to try on the dresses, she liked the rest of them but she didn’t love them and she wanted to love the dress if she was going to spend the money on it. “Marlee, I’ve found the one. I’m coming out,” Cyren called out which caused her to pop her head out of the door, her eyes widened when she saw her friend in the rich sangria dress that she loved herself. “Oh my god, Ren! It’s perfect, you look so fricking beautiful!” Marlee squealed loudly as seeing Cyren in that dress was just making her even more excited about the dance, she couldn’t wait for everyone to see Cyren although she really just wanted to see Finn’s reaction.

"I'm thinking of doing a bun, but leaving a couple locks down curled to frame my face. You totally win best dress picker. Ah I can't wait for this dance now!" Cyren’s smile widened as the excitement grew for her as well, which never happened because she always hated going to dances or other school events. It was Marlee who had to drag her along kicking and screaming, so this was a very good sign. “And I’ll have to do your makeup, you need to let me Ren. You know it’ll make me happy,” Marlee called once they stepped back into the changing stalls, she continued to try on the dresses but none felt right. Then she came to the last dress which was a beautiful navy floor length dress, it was the beading that first caught her attention because it was gorgeous so she quickly but carefully zipped the dress up and a gasp left her lips. It fitted like a glove to her body and she couldn’t take her eyes away from the mirror, it was the right on and she instantly knew that she just needed to have it. "What about you? Did you find something you liked? If not we can always hit another store. Although, I'm getting a coffee before we do anything else after this. I might fall asleep standing up if we don't." Cyren asked which snapped Marlee out of staring at herself in the mirror, “No. I’ve found it, Ren. I can’t believe you found this one, I love it.” She told her best friend as she stepped out so Cyren could see, the fabric pooled around her feet but not enough that she was going to trip on the dress. She’d need to send photos to her mom so she could see the dress, she knew Daniel was going to love the dress as well and would be drooling over her all night long.

The way Cyren’s face lit up made Marlee certain that this was the dress for her, if the Hellhound was the type of girl to squeal than she would have been squealing right now. She even did a little twirl so Cyren could see the beading on the back of the dress as well, she knew she’d be keeping this dress forever and she would be wearing it again and again because she loved it so much. “You picked the best dress, Ren. I’m surprised that I didn’t find this one for you, but I’m glad I didn’t.” The smile on Marlee’s face was so wide that it would begin to hurt her cheeks any second now, once the girls complimented each other the fae changed back into her normal clothes so they could go find some coffee and a snack because Marlee was getting hungry. So they carried their dresses over to the counter so they could pay, Marlee bid the lady a good day as Cyren was already out the door on the search for some good coffee. Marlee made sure to hold onto the bag tightly as she followed the Hellhound through the streets, it actually wasn’t long before they came across a little coffee shop that was tucked away between two tall buildings. It was quiet and had unique paintings covering the walls, there were only a small handful of people in the coffee shop which was nice. Marlee looked at the glass cabinet that held the food and it all looked delicious but the chocolate mud cake is what she decided to get with her flat white coffee, she waited until Cyren ordered before she paid and found a table towards the back of the coffee shop. Sitting down on the wooden chair, she smiled at her best friend. “You must love that dress, you’re never excited about going to school events.” She looked at the Hellhound that was sitting across from her, now she wouldn’t need to drag her friend to the dance.

Cyren Nielsen | Hellhound


She was a million miles away, lost in her own head. Her finger traced the outline of her coffee's rim. She had gotten a simple mocha latte, hot of course. Cold coffee gave her the absolute shivers, annoying the absolute sin outta her. Was the dress too much? God she didn't usually dress up, well scratch that. She didn't normally even go to dances. School events? Just another stressor that she'd like to avoid. And while mostly she was excited to just go with Marlee and have a good time, there was the incentive of seeing Finn. The thought of the professor brought a tumble of butterflies to her stomach and smiling, she took a sip of her coffee to mask the grin. “You must love that dress, you’re never excited about going to school events.” Marlee's voice reached Cyren through her small reverie, and looking up the Hellhound shrugged. "Yeah the dress is honestly beautiful, you did an amazing job picking it out."

There was an honest warmth to her voice as the girl complimented her friend, and then in a more teasing tone added, "You still taking me as your date?" She waggled her eyebrows playfully as Marlee agreed that they were still going together. It wasn't like either girl could ask the ones they really wanted to. Because somehow, Cyren doubted that the other staff would be alright with either girl bringing a professor as their date. It would probably be a special kind of torture for Daniel to watch Marlee from the sidelines, unable to compliment her, dance with her- or really anything. Pity stirred in her stomach for the teacher who had quietly been in love with her for awhile now. Outside the coffee shop's window the sky had darkened from it's brilliant sapphire hues to a dark, angry gray and clouds thickened the sky. She could smell rain in the air, and god damn this was her favorite kind of smell.

Her coffee was hardly touched, and Cyren pondered if it would just make more sense to head out to the next shop, find some jewelry to wear with the dress, re-stock on some makeup and Cyren would be fine to head home. Hopefully Marlee would as well. The bell of the shop jangled, and turning around Cyren felt her stomach sink and lips curl in a silent snarl. Hamish and his pack waltzed through the door, joking loudly and causing a ruckus. "Shit." Cursing mentally she turned finding Marlee's eyes were already fixated on the young alpha, and general bag of werewolf garbage, Hamish. "Maybe we should go." Cyren muttered, though a little too late as Hamish's gaze fell upon them. "Well if it isn't my favorite fairy and her pet." The alpha's voice drawled lazily and the hellhound had to grit her teeth together from growling and causing a scene. He'd been standing on the other side of the shop, trying to pick out what he wanted when he began to saunter over.

Almost immediately Cyren was on her feet, standing with her arms crossed so to block his path from getting any closer to Marlee. "I've seen you twice today, and that's twice too many. And since neither of us ordered bully with a side of stupid, I suggest you back off. We were just on our way, right Marlee?" Cyren's voice was firm and seething with a hardly contained anger. She would of loved to showcase off her new flames, perhaps disfigure his face to match his personality, though refrained. Finn would be incredibly disappointed and that thought made the inner hound place it's ears against it's head with malcontent. Not to mention she'd probably be expelled. Hamish narrowed his eyes, and glancing over her shoulder purred at Marlee "You would of been better off going with your father. No one wants you here besides your hound." It took a superhuman for Cyren not to react at those words. Instead she turned to Marlee and shook her head. "He's not worth it, we got better things to do." In a fluid motion she swiped her shopping bag, containing her dress and her coffee as Hamish stepped aside.

She waited for Marlee to go first, making sure that Hamish tried nothing. There was something sleazy and slimy about him that Cyren could not shake herself of. She was all too glad when they made it out of the coffee shop without incident. Though Cyren was steaming- quite literally. Steam drifted from her fingertips as the Hellhound forced herself to take deep breaths. She hadn't been training all this time for nothing. "What a snake." She finally commented after a few minutes of quiet walking towards the jewelry store, and in a softer voice added "Are you alright?" She knew how much the werewolf still affected Marlee. Cyren had known from the start he wasn't any good- though kept that to herself. And she was there for the fairy when things ended between them which was better for everyone in the long run. They were nearing the intended shop and taking a sip of her still very full coffee the Hellhound offered sweetly- "I can still go back if you want and beat the piss out of him." This finally got Marlee to chuckle, as she declined and the Hellhound nodded somberly. "Offer is always open."

The rest of the shopping trip was pretty uneventful, Cyren found some beautiful pieces to go along quite nicely with her dress, nothing that was overly flashy or simplistic. The makeup stop had been very quick as well, as Cyren was a creature of habit. She got the same brand and kind and was done. So, by the time that she and the fairy were zapped back to the school she was exhausted. The sun was beginning to sink into the treeline, meaning they had been out nearly all day. "I'm gonna head back to my room. Probably take a nap before dinner- but I'll see you at dinner?" She stated as they entered the school, pausing in the main hall. At her friend's confirmation Cyren turned and headed back to her own dorm. Well temporary dorm. Her shoes scuffled against the stone, her bags whispering against one another; the only sound to keep her company in the empty halls. Most kids were probably back in town, or in common rooms. The quiet left her with an eerie feeling, the hair on the back of her neck prickling. Cyren was all too relieved as she reached the teacher's dorm where she was situated in.

That is, until she rounded a corner nearing her room and her gaze falling on a familiar figure. Finn looked just as startled to see her, as he stood unlocking his door. Futilely the Hellhound averted her gaze, hoping by some luck he wouldn't call out to her as she tried to hurriedly open her door though his voice stopped Cyren in her tracks. "Cyren, wait." Feeling painfully awkward she slowly turned towards him, and offered a nervous smile. "Oh... Hi." God she wanted the floor to swallow her up. Finn, approaching her made Cyren's heart pound loud enough that he could probably hear it. "Maybe we should talk. About last night." He started, and the Hellhound bit back a groan. "Last night? Oh! That... right. Uh, come on in." She stammered opening her door, leaving it open for him to step in as well. Placing her bags on the floor she turned to him and anxiously crossed her arms, "So. What do you want to talk about?" Her voice was uncharacteristically strained and quick as she could already feel heat creeping onto her cheeks.
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Daniel Roberts | Vampire



“It’s great here, the pay is better and there aren’t that many students that get on my nerves. I feel comfortable here and I like knowing that I’m making a difference, as sappy as that makes me sound it’s true.” Daniel laughed at this, an honest laugh as his dark gaze crinkled with amusement. "Well, you're an English teacher. You're either a sappy hopeless romantic or a cynic. I suppose you're the former." His gaze fell back onto the television, watching a particularly morbid crime scene being played out with little interest. Ever since television had come out, he'd always loved trashy TV and crime shows. Go figure. Finn's next question though, caught his attention. “Have you thought about doing anything else? Being alive for this long, it must get boring at times.” He took a quiet moment to consider this. It did get boring sometimes. It got painful and lonely and cold.

A lot of people he had known at some point or other were dead. People he cared about just gone. There had been a lot of things Daniel done that he regretted immensely. There had been a lot of horrible things he'd seen. The worst of humanity, it's jealousy and hate. Daniel had seen supernatural breeds rise and fall, and yet time hadn't been able to move him yet. But it wasn't all bad. In that sea of hate and jealousy, in hurt, loneliness and sorrow he had friends. He had people who made him want to better himself. He got to witness golden ages and the advancement of technology. Had seen plays and fallen into literature. Had seen history write itself. That never got boring. Finally he answered carefully, "Before I was here, I was a pretty different person. The monster that turned me, slaughtered my village- and yes I realize how old that makes me sound." Daniel joked, trying to lighten the mood. "Well, anyway he wasn't much help navigating bloodlust. So I did a lot of things I'm not proud of. Callum found me a couple centuries ago, taught me control."

He still didn't know what Callum saw in him all those years ago. He'd been nearly feral and lost to bloodlust- yet the blonde vampire had managed to pull him off the edge. Give him a new chance. "Headmaster offered me a teaching job, traveling had gotten boring and so I found myself here..." At first he had hated it. Had been a shitty professor, and still found it difficult to control himself around such different and exotic blood- especially fae blood. "Anyway after I adjusted I realized there's nothing I'd rather be doing. This was just my calling you know?" Daniel partially felt like helping the next generation become better, to help them survive made up for some of the past wrongs he had committed. It helped washed away all the sin he'd drowned himself in the first few centuries of his existence. "As for boring- sometimes. But things are always changing. New buildings, new technology, it's enough to keep me entertained. What about you? What's your life story? What made you wanna do this?" Dan actually knew very little about Finn.

Did he have a mother and father? Or was he one of the unlucky ones who had been raised in an orphanage due to hunters or other external forces? Were his experiences overall positive with the supernatural community, or negative? Listening as Finn spoke, he'd nod at points or hum his acknowledgement. Waiting to comment until he was done. Surprisingly time passed pretty quickly between the two and for the first time in awhile Daniel felt like he'd made a friend with another staff. That was probably something that had always separated him from his co-workers, Daniel's tendency to socialize with Callum, the Headmaster, and a few students here and there. He supposed that some habits were hard to break- especially the loner trait of his personality. As they chatted, exchanging stories, some lighthearted and other times more somber recollections of their life, the sun began to set and Daniel could hear students beginning to arrive.

He did have some paper to grade and clearing his throat as their conversation lulled he got to his feet. "It was really nice talking with you Finn. I hope everything with Cyren gets sorted out; unfortunately I have to go grade some assignments I promised to have back by Monday." Daniel excused himself. It wasn't exactly a lie, he just figured that Marlee would be getting back soon, and he really wanted to go and see her. The vampire, as unrealistic as it was, got a little antsy when she went out. Unfortunately people knew her, knew her father and sometimes their rage would be taken out on Marlee. Not to mention he knew Hamish's pack was heading out as well and he still recalled all too clearly the last altercation between the wolf and the fae. All too clearly knew their history together. "I'll catch you later." He called to Finn as he exited the common room, heading towards the dorm.

When he got there, Daniel did set about some work, grading as much as he could. It was boring tedious work. Most of the kids were bright students, but sometimes it just felt like they didn't put any effort into their work. The grades that he'd gotten to were pretty average, though he paused in his grading when he heard familiar light footfalls. Almost instantly a grin lit up his face though Daniel was quick to force his face back into a neutral expression. He waited a few moments for Marlee to get to her room, unpack her bag before getting up and exiting his room to quietly knock on her door. When it was opened he noticed that for the most part she looked alright, though the scent of lingering anger clung to her. Enough to bitter her normally sweet scent. "Hey, how'd everything go?" He asked in a soft voice as he motioned for her to let him in- so that staff wouldn't catch them together. Once he was in and the door was shut he leaned forward, kissing her gently and lingering for a moment before pulling back. "Did everything go alright?" The concern in his voice was notable as his gaze flickered to the bag that presumably held the dress she'd be wearing to the dance next week.

Finn Huxley | Basilisk


Finn listened to what Daniel was telling him, and he did understand. Calum had given Daniel a second chance, so the vampire obviously had taken it and never looked back. He nodded his head slightly as he listened to what Daniel was saying, he could over ever imagine what his life had been like when he was a younger vampire. Struggling to control his bloodlust, Finn would never truly understand that but he did know what not having control over yourself did feel like. He had struggled with controlling himself for most of his life, but he did have help growing up and that was the only reason why he was still alive and could have a job at the school. If the Headmaster was even slightly worried about Finn, then he wouldn’t have given him the chance to become a Professor.

“I don’t think my life story would compare to yours, but I was lucky enough to have my family when I was growing up. My parents and two older brothers, but when I was fifteen our home was attacked. It was early in the morning so we weren’t expecting it, my parents didn’t make it out alive. My brothers had gotten to me before a hunter did,” It was still a sore topic for Finn to talk about, he still remembered hearing his father screaming for them to run. Finn had been so confused when he was suddenly woken up by his oldest brother, he had been dragged out of their family home and they couldn’t look back otherwise it would slow them down and the hunters would have found him and his brothers.

“My brothers took care of me and raised me, from that moment we moved around a lot just to keep ourselves alive. The thought of hunters finding us was always in the back of our minds, we wanted to survive and make our parents proud because we knew that our species was dying out.” Finn had always been close to his brothers, but losing their parents made them even closer because they had to protect each other. But moving around constantly had been hard on them all, but mostly it was hard on the second brother and it often caused fights to break out between the three of them. “Eventually my second brother had enough and decided to leave, we couldn’t really stop him and it took a long time for me to deal with him abandoning us. A few years had passed and we were told by a witch that our brother had been killed, after that my oldest brother decided to go his own way and I was lost for a long time afterwards. But then I actually befriended a human, he was a Professor in a human college and I wanted to do that. To help as many young people as I could,” He finished off on a more happy note, he knew his big brother was still out there somewhere. He could feel that he was and he was still alive, Finn would send and receive letters from his brother just so they could keep in contact.

From there he and Daniel shared stories from their lives and it was nice to get to know the vampire a little bit better, neither of them had a good up bringing but it wasn’t that uncommon in the supernatural community. Especially now considering more kids were being raised to become hunters and people like the Rebellion was around, but it was that much more important to have friends that had your back because you could need help at any time in your life. He knew his brother wouldn’t think twice about coming back if Finn was ever in serious or dangerous trouble, he hoped that Daniel would become one of those people who Finn could count on in times of need. “Sure, I need to get onto grading as well. I’ve put it off for long enough,” He chuckled softly as he watched the vampire leave the common room, he left shortly after and walked towards his dorm room but as he was about to unlock his door the familiar heart beat hit his ears. Turning his head he saw Cyren was back from her shopping trip, he knew he needed to talk to her now about what happened last night. Before he lost his nerve and things between them became awkward, once he stepped into her room he saw the bags in her hands and he desperately wanted to see the dress she had brought for the dance.

"So. What do you want to talk about?" The Hellhound asked and Finn could see that she didn’t want to talk about it, but he had to because he couldn’t stop thinking about the kiss. “You don’t have to be nervous, I just wanted to tell you that I understand how tired you had been and that the kiss was a friendly gesture. But it also can’t happen again,” No matter how much Finn wanted to rest his hands on her curve of her waist and pull her body against his, he wanted to kiss her lips and show her how she was making him feel. The feelings that were developing for him and just how she deserved to be treated, to make her feel loved and wanted and accepted for who she was. But he couldn’t, he was her Professor and he wasn’t even sure if she felt anything for him. Yes, he could hear her heart beating quickly in her chest but that could have been because of many things. “I don’t want things to be awkward or for you to feel uncomfortable around me, Cyren. So, are things cool between us?” He asked as he needed to hear it from her, she had to tell him that they were good before he was going to relax.

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Marlee Hudson | Fairy


"You still taking me as your date?" Cyren asked as they sat inside the coffee shop, Marlee had sipped her hot coffee before looking over at her friend. “Yes, you’re still my date. Who else would I go with,” She smiled as her mind went right back to thinking about Daniel, she wanted him to be her date but that was impossible right now. She knew it was going to be torture for him, seeing her dressed up and having fun with Cyren when he couldn’t do anything but watch her. She wondered if he could get out of it, she’d need to ask him as she didn’t want him going through that. Marlee was about half way through her coffee when her eyes landed on the one person she really didn’t want to see, she was having a good time in town with Cyren and she knew her mood and day were about to be ruined in seconds. "I've seen you twice today, and that's twice too many. And since neither of us ordered bully with a side of stupid, I suggest you back off. We were just on our way, right Marlee?" Cyren spoke in a firm tone but that wouldn’t stop Hamish, Marlee could feel her body tightening as she forced herself not to react to the alpha werewolf.

"You would of been better off going with your father. No one wants you here besides your hound." Hamish’s voice was filled with hatred and coldness, he still knew what to say to hurt her and he was so proud of himself. She told herself to ignore him and to not let him see how upset his words were making her, so when Cyren suggested that they were leaving Marlee grabbed her bag and walked briskly outside leaving her coffee on the table as she couldn’t stomach anything right now. "Are you alright? I can still go back if you want and beat the piss out of him." Cyren asked as they walked towards the jewellery store, Marlee chuckled softly but declined because Hamish really wasn’t worth their time. The rest of the day went by slowly for Marlee, Hamish’s words were stuck in her mind and it was like he was haunting her without even being close to her. But she managed to find a few pieces of jewellery that would match her dress perfectly, and she didn’t need much makeup so she only brought a few new items to add to her collection even though she didn’t really need any more makeup.

It wasn’t long before she was back at school with Cyren, “I’ll see you at dinner.” Marlee agreed as they went their separate ways, she headed towards her dorm in the staff area and made it back to the room quickly. She took off her shoes and placed her jewellery on the desk, she hadn’t gotten to hanging up her dress when there was a knock on her door. She was relieved to see that it was Daniel, so she let him inside and shut the door behind him. His lips had found hers and she never wanted their kiss to finish, but sadly Daniel pulled back before his eyes scanned her face. "Did everything go alright?" He asked clearly worried about her, Marlee wasn’t going to lie to him. She wanted him to know what Hamish had said to her, how the werewolf had made her feel. “It was great until Ren and I went to get a coffee, Hamish turned up with his pack of mutts. He told me that I should have gone with my father, because no one but Ren wants me around.” She told him as the corners of her lips were threatening to turn down, she was still upset over it even if she hid it from Cyren.

“I hate him, Dan. Why can’t he just leave me alone?” Marlee did the one thing she had wanted to do since her encounter with the werewolf, she wrapped her arms around Daniel’s waist and buried her face into his firm chest. Inhaling his cologne did help her somewhat in calming down, but she was still so angry that it was affecting her in ways that would have scared her if she had noticed. But because she couldn’t see her hands, she didn’t notice the dark grey glow that shone around the tips of her fingers. “I wanted to teach him a lesson, that he can’t keep hurting me or targeting me. I wanted to hurt him, Dan… that isn’t me.” Marlee admitted as he could always calm her down and make her see sense, she looked at him and wished that he could just take her away from everything. Take her away so they could be together and no one could stop them, they wouldn’t have to be in a relationship in secret and she’d be able to tell Cyren everything.

Cyren Nielsen | Hellhound


It was wrong, how she felt about Finn. And her feelings were becoming a problem, like last night. Cyren couldn't let a repeat of that happen again, but with the Hellhound who so desperately wanted to be close to Finn; she couldn't promise that it wouldn't happen again. Even now as he spoke, Cyren wanted to shush him by pressing her lips against him, to just give into what she felt for him; and the thought flushed her cheeks a delicate pink pallor. “I don’t want things to be awkward or for you to feel uncomfortable around me, Cyren. So, are things cool between us?” Biting her lip the Hellhound remained quiet. Were things cool between them? Well she supposed. If by cool Finn meant that she was still quietly pining over him. Quietly trying to convince herself to stop... To stop falling for him. If cool meant that she felt a little broken-hearted every time she stood in his presence then sure. But who was she kidding? Cyren knew nothing could or would ever happen between them. How many years of her life had she spent trying to convince herself that she was a creature best on her own? Away from stupid attachments like love- because it was only another way to get hurt? Silence stretched out for what felt like an eternity before Finn gently prompted, "Cyren?".

Clearing her throat the girl averted her gaze and muttered, "Yeah. Everything's fine. I'm exhausted though, so I'd like to be alone." Her voice was quiet as she added slightly firmer, "Please." Hopefully she didn't sound too sullen. Normally she would of had him stay and fill Finn in on her time outside the school. The incident with Hamish, how proud he would of been that she hadn't burnt his face off though she would of really liked to. Instead she just remained silent, her gaze still fixated on the floor in front of her. Nervously she fiddled with the hem of her tank-top, biting the inside of her cheek to keep the stoic face she wore. She simply remained quiet as Finn left, keeping her eyes glued to her feet as if her worn vans were the most interesting thing in the world. When the door shut she finally looked up, trying to convince herself she was fine with being alone. Cyren just needed time, time to get over Finn and get back to being simply friends. When her stupid feelings didn't complicate things. Hell maybe in time she could even convince herself that Greg would be a good match for her. After all he was flame resistant, and that was a pretty great advantage. A shuddering sigh escaped her as Cyren flopped down in her bed, tugging the hairband from her thick hair and the rich oaken tresses tumbled forth. She felt so ridiculous, laying in her bed trying to power through feelings she shouldn't have for the man in the first place.

"You only like him because you've opened up to him. Besides if something happened it would make you want to stay around, and you gotta leave to find another Hellhound. Just like you wanted when you graduate." Her inner thoughts whispered, and groaning aloud Cyren was quite tempted to throw a pillow. She'd just have to suck it up and move on. Finn was kind to her, and his life didn't deserve to be complicated with her feelings. Eventually she drifted off to sleep, setting an alarm so she could get to dinner on time. Thankfully she didn't have any extra training sessions and oh boy were those going to be a bitch to get through now so Cyren could just hang out with Marlee afterwards and catch up on school gossip or something. Sleep was difficult for the Hellhound. In her dreams she was back in that damned house, watching her parents being blown away, their corpses laughing as she screamed in terror and tried to find someplace safe to hide. The hellhound whimpered and cried out, tossing and turning as she slept and by the time the alarm she set woke her up- she was shivering. Taking a few moments to adjust, to breathe in and out slowly to reel in her heartbeat the young woman eventually pushed herself out of bed.

She was still in the same sweatpants and tank-top combo she'd gone to the town in, though her eyes looked haunted and face grim and listless. As foolish as she felt, Cyren stuck her head cautiously out into the hallway making sure Finn wasn't around before heading down to the dining hall. She was the first one to the table, and the first one to grab her dinner- just a simple chicken noodle soup for her. Lost in her own world Cyren barely noticed as Marlee took her seat next to the svelte brunette; seemingly much calmer. If she'd been paying attention Cyren would of noted that Daniel's scent clung to her like a second skin; but alas she was far too mopey to pay attention to much of anything. Sullenly she stirred her soup and looking up at Marlee offered something that may of been a smile. "Hey... Sorry again about earlier. How about we have a girls night? You're still on your sleeping potion so I doubt it'll be much trouble if we crash together. I'll sneak some ice cream from the kitchen and we can watch a comedy?" Her voice sounded a little duller than normal, but she managed to offer a real smile at the prospect of spending some more much needed time with her best friend.
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Daniel Roberts | Vampire



“It was great until Ren and I went to get a coffee, Hamish turned up with his pack of mutts. He told me that I should have gone with my father, because no one but Ren wants me around.” Daniel should of figured that Hamish would of found a way to ostracize the two girls. Daniel was actually kind of impressed with the two girls that neither resorted to violence. Dan wasn't sure he would of held the same composure had he been there. God, he'd never liked Hamish. Not since the moment that greasy little slime ball walked through his class four years ago. He especially hadn't liked him when the werewolf had been dating the fairy; and now that he'd taken to bullying his girlfriend- utterly despised him. If he wasn't a teacher Dan would of been all too happy to teach him a lesson that would keep him from ever harming Marlee or Cyren again; but he couldn't. The best he could do was gently and firmly hold Marlee against him as he soothed back her hair, trying to calm the young fae. "I hate him, Dan. Why can’t he just leave me alone?” Her voice was muffled against his chest and for a moment he was quiet.

Pricks like Hamish thrived when picking on a person they perceived weaker than themselves. He did it to please his pack and assert his dominance in the most cowardly of ways. "Because he knows how much it gets under your skin and he likes getting a rise out of you. He's nothing but a cheap bully. I mean also the name Hamish? I'd probably bully people too. C'mon, don't let someone like that ruin your day Beautiful." He cooed softly trying to get her to smile. The flash of gray fairy aura that cloaked her hands caught his attention though he said nothing. Marlee wouldn't hurt him, that much he was confident in. Her next words twisted his heart, and anger began to course through his veins. “I wanted to teach him a lesson, that he can’t keep hurting me or targeting me. I wanted to hurt him, Dan… that isn’t me.” The fact that he had hurt her so many times to get to that point made his stomach curl with disgust. Wordlessly he swept Marlee up in his arms bridal style and carefully brought her over to the empty bed, setting her down and flopping down next to her. Pulling the fae against his chest to cuddle her, Dan assured; "No, he can't keep targeting you. And I swear the next time I catch him doing it I'll give him an in-house or something. God I wish I could step in differently. But he's hurt you so many times that you want to hurt him back. It's understandable. Try to breathe, to relax."

To him this was the normal human response. Not her magic threatening to turn dark or anything. Hell, she was one of- if not the most sweetest pure people he knew. Dan didn't foresee her magic growing dark- even if there was a bully like Hamish on the loose. "Now... What to do about that frown?" He wondered aloud with a roguish air. Without warning he shifted gently tickling her sides. She was hurt, angry, and upset- so hopefully this would lighten her mood. Dan continued for a few minutes- though stopped when her laughing turned a little too loud. She was still smiling and Dan felt relieved over this. He hated seeing her upset. "Now, I don't suppose I get to know what you're wearing before the dance?" He guided the conversation towards something that would be more fun to discuss, and hopefully lighten her spirits until the incident with Hamish was forgotten. Marlee chuckled that, no he had to wait and Dan just sighed with mock disappointment. "Fair enough. How about we take a nap then? Clearly you've had an exciting day, and I've also had a long day grading papers." Dan really was tired. He hadn't slept too well the night before and with Marlee he just felt.. relaxed. And alright, he also really liked holding her while he drifted off.

The blonde fairy seemed okay with him taking a nap, promising to wake him up before dinner rush so he could get to his room without being seen by other staff. Sure, it was a little risky as he shifted onto his side, draping an arm around her waist- holding her body against his as he drifted off... But it was worth it. It was worth it as he drifted off, swifter than normal. And it was worth it as he slumbered peacefully for the first time in a couple nights. How could something that felt this right be considered wrong by his peers? Daniel would never understand that. The vampire thankfully wasn't in a deep enough sleep for dreams. However he was in a deep enough sleep to look utterly at peace- which seldom happened when he was awake. By the time Marlee woke him up from his little nap the vampire felt much better; and Marlee looked happier as well. "Alright. I'll try to slip in before I go to sleep tonight. I'll see you tomorrow for sure though." He promised as he gingerly got up, untangling himself from her. "And remember, try to enjoy yourself. Relax and have a good dinner." Daniel bade as he reached the door, and after a moment of listening slipped out and headed on his way to dinner; a foolish, happy grin plastered on his face.

Finn Huxley | Basilisk


Finn wasn’t stupid, he knew that things between him and the gorgeous Hellhound weren’t good. But he wasn’t sure what he should do to fix things, he honestly wasn’t worried about the kiss but Cyren seemed to be. Finn had always been fairly smart and switched on, but when it came to the opposite sex he wasn’t all that much. He had missed signs from other women before and not understood what they meant by something, he was more of a straight forward man when it came to that sort of stuff. If a woman liked him then he needed her to say that, it was why he struggled with flirting because it felt awkward to him and he had given up on trying to flirt a while ago. "Yeah. Everything's fine. I'm exhausted though, so I'd like to be alone. Please." Cyren wasn’t looking at him, she was staring at the floor she was standing on and it sent a shock of pain into his heart, Cyren didn’t want him there and she couldn’t even look him in the eye.

He was confused but it was the hurt that filled his chest that he couldn’t shake off, no matter how hard he tried. He just simply couldn’t, he didn’t want to leave the brunette but she had asked him to so he was going to respect her wishes. Besides if another Professor had overheard Cyren asking Finn to leave and he didn’t, he would get into serious trouble but he was quick to realise that he didn’t actually care that much. He cared more about Cyren then what could happen to him, if anyone found out about the feeling that were growing for his student. He could feel himself falling for her more every single day, he was still trying to stop himself but he knew it was impossible. His heart wanted her love and his gut was also telling him that this was right, it was his brain that was telling him how wrong it was and that it was just lust that he felt. He shouldn’t throw away his career for some girl, he did love his job but he could do so many other things with his life but there would only ever be one person like Cyren in the world.

“Of course, I will see you around.” Finn kept his voice low in case any of the hurt echoed in his words, turning around he silently left the room and went straight into his own room. Shutting the door he finally let out the heavy sigh that he had been holding back, in times like this he would turn to a close friend but he couldn’t go tell Daniel how he was falling in love with a student and think the vampire would be able to help him. He knew that Daniel would probably keep his secret for him, but what advice could he be given? To ignore what he’s feeling and move onto someone who he can be with? He didn’t want to hear that, he wanted to be with Cyren but he just didn’t know how. It would be risky to start anything while she was still his student, but he wasn’t sure if he could wait until she graduated. He made himself sit down at the desk in his room and forced himself to finish grading papers that needed to be done for the next few days of classes, he wasn’t sure if he was even giving the students the right marks but he didn’t really care. The Hellhound surrounded his mind and he couldn’t think of anything else, he wanted to make her feel better. He hold her and kiss away any worries that she had, he wanted to make her smile and hear a smart ass comment when he tells her something cheesy.

But he couldn’t so he continued on grading the papers until he only had a couple left, he decided to take a break as it was dinner time. So he left the papers on his desk and left his room, he walked behind some other Professors who were also heading towards the staff dining room. He didn’t speak to them and thankfully they left him alone as well, he wasn’t in the mood to make small talk so he wasn’t going to even try. Reaching the dining room he grabbed himself a bowl of pumpkin soup and a few pieces of bread, sitting down at an empty table he moved his spoon through the soup and waited for it to cool down slightly. He wondered how Cyren was feeling now, if she had managed to take a nap. He wanted to go find her and check on her, the student dining room wasn’t that far away and he could be quick. But decided against it as she could still not want to see him, he didn’t want to make things worse between them. So he sat there at the table and took his time eating his dinner, but the time still seemed to dragged on and on for him.

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Marlee Hudson | Fairy


Just being in Daniel’s embrace made Marlee feel better about the day she had, he didn’t need to even say anything but when he held onto her she did feel calmer. Which wasn’t something that many people could do, in fact only her mother and Cyren had done it before. She knew that she shouldn’t allow Hamish to ruin her day, but his words echoed in her mind and it was hard to forget about it. Then without speaking, Marlee was lifted up into his strong arms and carried over to her bed. The action made Marlee smile, it was a tiny smile but it was a true one. She wondered what she felt like in his arms, because he had lifted her up without any problems. "No, he can't keep targeting you. And I swear the next time I catch him doing it I'll give him an in-house or something. God I wish I could step in differently. But he's hurt you so many times that you want to hurt him back. It's understandable. Try to breathe, to relax." Daniel soothed her as he laid beside her and pulled her body closer to his.

Marlee cuddled into his cool body and rested her head on his chest, he was right again. Hamish only targeted her because he knew he could get under her skin, he wanted her to react and it was so easy to react in the way he wanted. Marlee found it so hard to ignore him but she would need to, even if Hamish continued bullying her she couldn’t give in to him. She needed to be stronger than him, his words were still going to affect her and hurt her but he didn’t need to know that. “Giving him detentions will be fine, although I wouldn’t mind watching you win a fight against him.” Marlee smiled as that fight was never going to happen, Daniel would lose his job for fighting with a student and he’d never get hired at another school because of it. Draping her arm over his stomach, she let her fingers glide over the exposed skin of his forearm. The coldness of his skin sent a shiver down her spine, she couldn’t wait to feel the rest of his cold body against her’s.

"Now... What to do about that frown?" Daniel spoke before he had shifted on the bed and his fingers were tickling her sides, Marlee instantly begun to laugh and tried pushing him away from her although she failed miserably. “Stop!” She laughed as she squirmed around on the bed, it was only when her laughter grew louder that Daniel stopped as they couldn’t alert anyone of what was happening behind the closed door. A pout formed on her lips when he looked so proud of himself, he got her to smile and laugh and forget about the bad part of her day. And then he asked about seeing the dress that she had brought for the dress, but she wanted him to see her in the dress when her hair and makeup was all done. “Nope, you need to wait.” Marlee smiled at him and nodded when he suggested they take a nap, she wasn’t all that tired so she just cuddled with Daniel and watched as he fell into a sleep.

She grabbed her phone and placed the ear buds into her ears so she could quietly listen to some music while Dan slept, she closed her eyes and just thought about things. How her life with the vampire could turn out, what she and Ren were going to do after school. She was in a much better mood now, so Hamish nor her father crossed her mind. When she noticed the time she put her phone away and gently shook Dan to wake him up, when he left her room she climbed off her bed and made her way to the dining hall. She saw Cyren was already at their table, so Marlee grabbed herself some spaghetti Bolognese before she walked over to the table and sat down next to her brunette friend. Marlee took a mouthful of her dinner and noticed how quiet Cyren was being, something was on her mind and it was bothering her. Marlee wanted to ask about it, but the Hellhound didn’t seem to be in a talking mood so she’d just ask about it later.

"Hey... Sorry again about earlier. How about we have a girls night? You're still on your sleeping potion so I doubt it'll be much trouble if we crash together. I'll sneak some ice cream from the kitchen and we can watch a comedy?" Cyren offered and after today it was just want they both needed, “That sounds great. As long as you steal some chocolate ice cream for me,” She smiled at her friend, it will feel like normal again to have Cyren close to her again. To have the Hellhound sleeping in the same dorm and having to wake her up, so they wouldn’t be late to classes. “Did something else happen after we went to our dorms? If Hamish found you again, I am going to do more than push him into a wall.” Marlee looked at her best friend, she had more control over her magic now and she knew she could do some real damage to Hamish if he was bothering Cyren. Daniel wouldn’t be too impressed that she turned to violence, but Marlee has had enough of the werewolf thinking he can bully her and Ren.

Cyren Nielsen | Hellhound


Cyren smiled, something more serene than playful as she loftily purred, "Chocolate ice cream, it shall be done. The kitchen ladies love me. They think I'm adorable." Making more of an effort to come across as her normal self, Cyren's voice sounded a little more chipper. "I'm thinking... White Chicks? I think it's on Netflix. Or Blades of Glory. Or Land Of The Lost. Any Will Ferrell movie really." Cyren adored Will Ferrell movies, even if they were a little cheesy. She could feel Marlee studying her and Cyren averted her gaze. She didn't want Marlee to stress about her boy problems- lord knows she looked happy enough and Cyren didn't want ruin the mood. “Did something else happen after we went to our dorms? If Hamish found you again, I am going to do more than push him into a wall.” For a moment the Hellhound didn't know how to react. On one hand, it wasn't funny Marlee was close to possibly murdering Hamish- yet on the other hand it was pretty comical. Marlee, gentle, sweet Marlee, ready to lay the hurt on the despicable alpha. "No, no. Nothing to do with Hamish. Just... Uh..." Her voice was tepid, hesitant as the brunette tried to gather her thoughts on the subject of Finn. For a minute she was tempted to just lie and come up with something else. Like she was lonely of being the only Hellhound in this school. But, she couldn't lie to her best friend so instead she relayed the truth in a quiet, subdued voice.

"You don't need to hurt anyone. I just kind of realized I'm falling for a guy I have no chance with and I'm trying to figure out a way that I can just... Go back to being friends with him." She muttered, a sour note creeping into her voice. "I'll tell you more about it back in the dorm. This is one conversation that I really don't want anyone overhearing." God forbid that some student overheard Cyren mentioning her crush on Finn. And then news of said crush getting back to the English professor. That would be a shit show for everyone involved. Marlee seemed to respect that and nodded, and the two girls went back to eating- Cyren simply picking at her soup. She wasn't that hungry. Not only did their earlier encounter with Hamish ruin her appetite, but as did the sinking anxiety of how the hell Cyren was going to be around Finn and act normally. It wasn't like she could avoid him forever. She had English, Abilities, and of course extra abilities with him. Cutting those classes would mean failing, and that was something Cyren could not afford to do this year.

The rest of dinner was quiet, and once Cyren had enough of poking around her soup she stood up, collecting her dishes and offering a half-grin at Marlee. "Alright, we might as well do it in my room. Less vampire ears to get annoyed we're keeping them up." She reasoned, and with Marlee's confirmation Cyren turned towards the kitchens, dropping her plate off before sliding in through the side door. Thankfully her favorite lunch lady, Matilda was working and once the elderly woman's gaze fell on Cyren she broke out into a beam. "Cyren, dear! Come to visit? Or come for some snacks?" Chuckling she shrugged, "Little of both?" The woman, who was completely gray had to be at least four hundred; old even by fae standards. Clicking her tongue, she crooked a finger and the Hellhound obediently followed. "Got any chocolate ice cream? Or double chocolate? Or vanilla?" Even if nothing had gone right today concerning her love life- ice cream could make it feel better. "We have chocolate and vanilla. A carton of each?" Agreeing that would be best, Matilda gathered the snacks and delivered them giving Cyren's hand a delicate pat.

"Here, stop by whenever okay? You're always welcome here dear." Matilda bade, and promising to stop by during the break- the Hellhound was off. Hurrying back to her own room head low. The ice cream carton stung her arms, making her eyes water a little with pain. It was almost funny, Cyren could dislocate a shoulder without blinking; but the second she had to touch anything cold? She was utterly useless. She all but shouldered her door open by the time she got back to her temporary dorm, and as quickly as she could set the ice cream down on the nightstand, figuring it was frozen enough that it wouldn't melt everywhere. Keeping her door open so that Marlee knew which room was her's the brunette flopped back down on her bed, rolling over and grabbing her laptop and flicking it on so that it was all ready and set up for movie night. Next she dug around her bag, setting out some nail polish so they could just hang out and talk, like they would of in their old dorm. Try as she might to keep her mind away from a certain dark-eyed professor, it kept drifting back to him. She had heard the soft, low voice he'd used with her. Like he was trying to hide that he was hurting too. But he couldn't possibly. He'd made it clear that what happened couldn't happen again. And if he was against kisses on the cheek, Cyren figured he was liable to be against kisses on the lips.

Or anything else for that matter. Malcontent and confused the Hellhound nervously tapped her finger against her thigh, waiting for Marlee to arrive. Thankfully it didn't take her long, and when her friend arrived at Cyren's door the Hellhound grinned, inviting her in and closing the door. "So I got chocolate and vanilla. I tell you Matilda loves me, and I figured we could paint our nails and watch movies because it feels like it's been forever." Making sure to keep her voice chipper the Hellhound motioned to her rather impressive and thorough collection of colors, "Take your pick." Once they were both situated, Cyren having picked a dark emerald color for her nails, she was halfway through her first hand when she sighed rather abruptly. "So, besides my confusing and probably non-existent love life; how's yours? I hope more exciting than mine." It was just easier for Cyren to focus on Marlee, rather than focus on her own problems. Beside if either of them had a shot with someone it was apparently Marlee; because it was obvious to the Hellhound how much Daniel fucking adored her.

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Daniel Roberts | Vampire



He was pretty much on time to dinner. A few minutes late, but no one missed his presence. Callum was busy with a few other teachers, so it was a bit too big of a crowd for Daniel. Grabbing a few blood packs, forgoing the coffee this time, the teacher paused scanning around for a good place to sit. When his gaze fell on the table in the back, more accurately Finn seated there he paused. There was something... Off about him. Normally Finn was pretty energetic, but today his shoulders were slumped and there seemed to be a despondent air about him. What the hell had happened between the last time he saw him, only a couple hours ago- and now? And then it occurred to him- Cyren. Had she been a brat? Or was it something more? Carefully nodding to Callum, the vampire slid into the open seat next to Finn. For awhile he said nothing, letting Finn mope a bit while Dan enjoyed his dinner in silence. He made sure to take his time, watching as teacher after teacher began filing out. Dan was almost done with his last blood bag by the time the staff dining room was empty save for those two. Now, how to broach this?

Dan hadn't really ever been good at making people feel better, or comforting them. Did Finn even want his help? Could Dan help with this? He normally didn't like poking his nose into other people's affairs, but god Finn just looked... Sad as he poked at his dinner. Finally, after what felt like forever Dan cleared his throat. "I think you're supposed to eat the soup. Not poke it." Even that barely warranted a response out of his peer. "So... What's eating you up?" Finn said nothing and for a moment neither did Daniel. "Um... If it's a confidential matter I get it. But I'm pretty good at keeping my mouth shut. If you wanna get it off your chest." Dan already had the inkling he knew what this was about. Finn and Cyren spent a lot of time together. Just like the vampire himself and Marlee did. And honestly, Finn and Cyren had some similarities growing up. They probably related to one another, felt a natural tug of closeness. That only deepened with Cyren's flirtatious tendencies and the way that Finn seemed to care pretty damn hard about the Hellhound. Daniel had very little doubt in his mind that those two, harbored some feelings for one another.

He had known the Hellhound since she was a freshman; and she hadn't seen her connect with anyone the way she had with Finn. Except Marlee, who Cyren acted as her shadow. "Talk not go very well?" He tried once again, and heaving out a sigh decided that maybe he oughta open up a little too. To make the Basilisk feel a little more comfortable. "Look man." Dropping his voice to a whisper, even though no one else was around Dan lowly asserted, "This stays between us okay?" Once Finn nodded, Daniel thought of the right way to put this. "I've been where you are. The best thing to do, is just do what feels right. Maybe it's only right for now and in the end it's not. But at least you tried. I don't really know what happens but it doesn't seem to have gone well. Maybe you just need to take a step back and think what your life would be like as it is now, and if you fixed things." Daniel suggested calmly. Sure he didn't outright admit to being in a relationship with one of his students, but hopefully the advice helped clear things up for the young professor. "Oh, by the way I have a favor to ask of you."

The recollection of Hamish came back and Daniel felt himself scowling. "Hamish is back at giving Marlee a hard time. Cyren as well. Apparently he tried to set the two off today in the town, but since no one was around to really back any stories up it's something I have to let go. Thankfully Marlee didn't fairy throw him, and Cyren didn't burn the town down or whatever it is I'm sure she was tempted to do. Anyway could you just help me keep an eye on the punk?" If Daniel had it his way, the pup would be expelled immediately. He hadn't ever liked the other male and not just because he dated Marlee, but he'd always been a slime-ball as Cyren had put it once. Tipping the last of his blood-bag back, letting the ruby liquid slide down his throat, quenching his thirst and the burn in the back of his gullet the vampire was full enough to head up to bed. He'd stop by the witch that brewed Marlee's sleeping potions as it was about time for another week's worth. Hopefully the professor would soon enough figure out what spell he was going to use so that Marlee and Cyren wouldn't be at risk- neither would the school. Although a part of him was reluctant. Once the gates were fixed and the girl's were safe- they'd need to go back to their own dorms; and that was a whole other complication in his relationship with Marlee.

Finn Huxley | Basilisk


Finn really wasn’t in much of a mood at all, he wasn’t paying much attention to anything. So he barely noticed when Daniel joined him at the table, thankfully the older vampire didn’t try to speak with him as they simply sat in silence. Finn wasn’t even sure if he wanted to tell Daniel what was going on with him right now, but it would have been nice to get it all off his chest although it would still mean that there would be one extra person who knew that he had feelings for a student. Finn wanted to keep it to himself as much as he possibly could, he did notice that Daniel was trying to bring up a conversation with him but Finn couldn’t be bothered answering back. Which wasn’t like Finn at all, he was always up to have a chat with anyone. "This stays between us okay?" Dan all but whispered to him and it did capture Finn’s attention, what could the vampire possibly say that needed to stay between them?

Once Finn had nodded his head in agreement, he listened intensely as the vampire told him straight out that he knew what Finn was going through. At first he didn’t believe Dan, he couldn’t possibly know what it felt like to have feelings for a student. But then his mind crossed over onto Marlee, the vampire did seem very close to the blonde fae so Finn wondered if he meant Marlee. Although he didn’t ask, because well he wasn’t sure if Dan would admit to holding feelings for a student. Even though they were the only ones in the dining room, they weren’t stupid to mention any names because someone could still be listening or could walk pass and overhear.

Finn hadn’t expected any advice that Dan could give him would make a difference, but it did give Finn something to think about. How would he feel like he left things with Cyren, and how would he feel if he told her how he felt. It was something he really needed to think about, he couldn’t make a decision quickly on this because it would only end horribly wrong if he did that. He needed to think about his life and Cyren’s life, if he did tell her about his feelings for her then he had to consider how it would affect her life. He didn’t want to ruin the friendship they had, but he also didn’t want to complicate things further. Was the kiss even a sign or was it as innocent as Cyren had tried to make it seem, she had been exhausted after training and it could be something she did to friends when saying goodbye. Finn would really need to think about a lot of things, but hopefully while he was trying to work things out in his mind, the Hellhound wouldn’t treat him like she had done not that long enough. Classes with her weren’t going to go well if she did treat him in that way, he couldn’t ignore her or give her less attention because he knew that he just couldn’t.

"Hamish is back at giving Marlee a hard time. Cyren as well. Apparently he tried to set the two off today in the town, but since no one was around to really back any stories up it's something I have to let go. Thankfully Marlee didn't fairy throw him, and Cyren didn't burn the town down or whatever it is I'm sure she was tempted to do. Anyway could you just help me keep an eye on the punk?" Daniel explained to him and he stopped himself from rolling his eyes, he wasn’t surprised that the werewolf was bothering the girls. He had caught the wolf watching the fae before, but he never mentioned it because he had no idea what history they had. “Of course I will, though I am surprised that Cyren held back from doing anything.” He was surprised but also very proud that the Hellhound didn’t lose her temper or her control, he would have to bring it up in their next abilities class so he could praise her even if she didn’t want to talk about what happened that day. Finn would still bring it up because she needed to know when she did something good, even when he wasn’t around and she held back or stayed calm in a situation, he wanted to know about it because it meant that she was growing as a person and she was getting better. “And thanks for the talk, I tried talking to Cyren and it didn’t go that well. I guess I know what it feels like to be alone, I didn’t want to lose her as a friend. Even if it’s weird having a friendship with a student,” Finn knew some Professors wouldn’t dream of getting that close to a student, they were there to teach and that was it. But Finn wasn’t like that, he wanted to know his students and watch them grow as he taught them everything he could.

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Marlee Hudson | Fairy


Marlee smiled when Cyren’s mood lightened slightly, “They only love you because they know how much you love the food they make. And because they use you to test food out on,” She smiled but it was true, the lovely ladies who worked in the kitchen did adore the Hellound. Cyren couldn’t make many friends her own age, but the ladies in the kitchen loved her. “I’m fine with any movie you like, because I really need to paint my nails.” She smiled as she was slowly getting her best friend back to normal, but if it wasn’t Hamish then maybe it was Finn. Although what could have Finn done to make Cyren get into the mood that she was just in, Marlee had no idea and Ren would bring it up whenever she was ready. "You don't need to hurt anyone. I just kind of realized I'm falling for a guy I have no chance with and I'm trying to figure out a way that I can just... Go back to being friends with him." Cyren whispered to her and now she knew, Cyren had feelings for Professor Huxley and she thought that nothing could happen between them.

But she agreed that they needed to talk about this later, when they weren’t surrounded by other students. So they finished their dinner in silence which Marlee didn’t mind, it gave her time to think about Dan yet again. Cyren was the first to leave but Marlee wasn’t too far behind, once she finished her dinner she took her plates over to the counter before she quickly headed back to her temporary dorm room. She wanted to leave a note for Dan in case he wanted to see her before she went to bed, she didn’t want him to panic because she wasn’t there. So she wrote a note telling him that she was having a girl’s night with Cyren, that she had her sleeping potion on her and that she’d see him in History the next day. She slid the note under his door when the hallway was clear of vampires, she grabbed the vital of sleeping potion before rushing back to where Cyren’s dorm was. It was easy to find as the door was wide open, she smiled as she walked in and saw the carton of chocolate ice cream sitting there waiting for her.

Marlee loved the plan of eating ice cream, watching movies and painting their nails. So she picked out a light nude pink and sat down on the bed beside her best friend, "So, besides my confusing and probably non-existent love life; how's yours? I hope more exciting than mine." Cyren asked and Marlee knew that she shouldn’t, but she couldn’t keep her relationship a secret any longer. If she tried then she felt like she would explode, she needed to tell her best friend and she hoped that Dan would understand that. “It is but you can’t tell anyone else about this, it needs to stay a secret. And if it does get out, you need to refuse that you knew about it. Promise me that,” Marlee looked beside her to where Ren was sitting, her friend nodded her head quickly and Marlee took a deep breath. “It’s still pretty new, but I’m dating Daniel.” She whispered so quietly that she wasn’t sure if Cyren heard her or not, but then a grin formed across the Hellhound’s face and Marlee knew that she had heard perfectly.

“I actually made the first move, I kissed him and convinced him that I wanted him. So we’re giving it a go and so far it’s amazing, he’s amazing Ren. I feel so safe and protected when I’m with him, I know it’s wrong. He’s a Professor and I’m his student, but the feelings I have for him are only growing and getting stronger.” Marlee gushed about the vampire that meant the world to her, maybe if Cyren knew about her and Dan then it could help her deal with how she felt about Finn. She felt warm and had butterflies in her stomach just talking about her vampire boyfriend, she hoped that never disappeared because she wanted to be with Dan forever. “I’m sorry that I didn’t tell you sooner, but Dan thought it would be too dangerous. We didn’t want you to get into trouble for knowing and not telling the Headmaster, but I want you to know. We promised to never keep secrets, Dan will just have to deal with that.” She looked at Cyren hoping that she wasn’t too upset that Marlee hadn’t told her about this until now.

Cyren Nielsen | Hellhound


Cyren instantly perked up when Marlee agreed that her love life was more exciting than her's. Had something happened? Intrigued she leaned forward, nails forgotten for a moment. "You can't tell anyone else about this. It needs to stay a secret, and if it does get out, you need to refuse that you knew about it. Promise me that." Marlee sounded quite serious and the Hellhound nodded. "Of course. Your secrets are safe with me." 'Ren wouldn't dream of telling another soul whatever the fairy was about to tell her. Besides, it wasn't as if she had a huge following of friends- though that was besides the point. "It's still pretty new, but I'm dating Daniel." It was quiet, but her sensitive hearing easily picked up the statement and for a little bit, Finn was forgotten as she grinned, eyes shimmering with amusement. The Hellhound, wasn't that surprised. She had figured something was going on, or at least they liked one another.

She had been picking up on Daniel hanging around more when Marlee, and every now and then she'd notice the scent of him on Marlee. Cyren just figured they were hanging out, not dating. “I actually made the first move, I kissed him and convinced him that I wanted him. So we’re giving it a go and so far it’s amazing, he’s amazing Ren. I feel so safe and protected when I’m with him, I know it’s wrong. He’s a Professor and I’m his student, but the feelings I have for him are only growing and getting stronger.” As Marlee gushed, she kept quiet so not to interrupt, calmly continuing to paint her nails, though inwardly she was freaking out. God this was great news, Dan would treat Marlee the way she deserved to be treated- and it was clear they both adored each other. When there was a pause the Hellhound purred, "You two, are actually the cutest. God, I'm really happy for you Marlee! I know how much you liked him! And I think he'll treat you a lot better than some-dickwad-who-shall-not-be-named." Cyren finally interjected, a large grin plastered on the curved crest of her lips.

“I’m sorry that I didn’t tell you sooner, but Dan thought it would be too dangerous. We didn’t want you to get into trouble for knowing and not telling the Headmaster, but I want you to know. We promised to never keep secrets, Dan will just have to deal with that.” She just chuckled at her friend's apology, waving her hand to dismiss it. "Marlee, it's fine. I get it, and I'm not upset at all. I'm really glad you two are together." Cyren promised, her voice light. "It's a tough situation, and I'm here to support whatever you two decide to do." She hoped things worked out between them, she thought they worked well together. For awhile she was quiet, focusing on making sure her nails were, even; her thoughts drifting off. Marlee had come onto Dan? That surprised her, probably the most surprising thing that had been revealed. Cyren always figured it'd be Dan who cracked first. She could just picture the look of shock on Dan's face when Marlee had kissed him.

Eventually the thought of Finn wormed it's way back into her head. How was she going to go to English tomorrow? Or what she was most concerned about- the extra ability class? At least in English and regular abilities she could distract herself by talking with the draconian twins. Her smile began to slip into a frown of concentration as she wondered if there was some way she could at least fake getting out of the next abilities class. She could tell Finn she was sick. Cyren naturally ran hot, so it wasn't hard to fake a fever. But was going to such extreme lengths worth it? Finn had seemed like he'd been hurt as well- so maybe by some insane stroke of luck he'd cancel the lesson. Though Cyren doubted it. Maybe that's what annoyed Cyren; that she was fully aware they flirted more frequently than not these days- but she wasn't supposed to read into it? Marlee seemed to pick up on her frustration as she nudged the Hellhound gently with her foot, "Alright, your turn. What's going on with you and Finn?"

What was going on with her and Finn? Nothing really but a lot at the same time. "I honestly don't know. We flirt I guess, well I do and he seems to play along. Maybe he's just dense. I dunno, but you can't tell someone you're going to be their hero and then be surprised when they get feelings for you. But I haven't told him yet. Not outright anyway. But earlier he just said that me kissing his cheek last night, couldn't happen again. So I just figured that if that was a no-go so would anything else." Her heart clenched at the thought, though exhaling slowly Cyren shrugged. "It's not the first time I've been through this, and I doubt it'll be the last. I'll get over it." The girl stated loftily, in a confidence that she didn't actually feel. Because the sooner she could convince everyone else around her that she was fine and over the feelings she had no right to have when it came to her professor- the sooner Cyren could convince herself that it was fine.
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Daniel Roberts | Vampire



Dan let out a relieved sigh as Finn also promised to keep an eye on Hamish. The more eyes that little creep had on him- the better. “Of course I will, though I am surprised that Cyren held back from doing anything.” At this Dan chuckled, and raised an eyebrow. He had no doubt that the Hellhound very much wanted to hurt Hamish. He also had no doubt she did not because it would of disappointed Finn and Marlee. Though, with what Marlee said, mostly disappointed Finn. "I guess she just had a good incentive." Dan said, a little cryptically his voice laced with amusement. He was older than he cared to admit, and watching people fall in love was something he'd seen countless times. And Dan had the feeling he was watching Cyren and Finn do just that. It was quiet for a few minutes, and Dan let his mind drift to Marlee. Was she alright? He was constantly in a state of anxiety because he was scared there was still a way for Thomas to get to her.

And that night... He couldn't shake the fact that something felt wrong. Out of place. Thomas had the opportunity to cross those gates once Marlee broke the spell and take her. Why didn't he? What was he up to? Where was he now? Watching all of them? Just the thought left a sour taste in Dan's mouth. “And thanks for the talk, I tried talking to Cyren and it didn’t go that well. I guess I know what it feels like to be alone, I didn’t want to lose her as a friend. Even if it’s weird having a friendship with a student.” Turning his gaze back onto the younger professor Dan remained silent for a few minutes. If Finn had told Cyren he wanted to just be friends, or go back to being friends; Cyren probably took that as a rejection. "C'mon Finn, it couldn't be that bad." Though the morose look that Finn shot him, spoke to that it was. ”I’m always around if you want to talk. You’re not alone.” Dan offered, trying to cheer the other man up a little bit. This wasn’t an easy situation for anyone.

Dan could encourage Finn to just do what he felt was right, what he wouldn’t regret- but would people get hurt like that? Would they be more hurt if he encouraged Finn to just let Cyren take a beat and go back to being “Just friends?” ”Maybe… Now I don’t know the situation please keep that in mind. But maybe Cyren doesn’t see you as… As person she'd like to just be friends with? Maybe she feel rejected? That’s my best guess in the dark. You’ll probably be a hundred times better off talking with her about it. I’m sorry to do this but I’m pretty exhausted. I’ll be around tomorrow though if you want to talk. Night man.” Daniel spoke as he felt in his bones the sun getting closer and closer to rising. He really just wanted to sleep, and as much as he wanted to help Finn; he probably couldn’t. Dan didn’t know enough about the situation, and he honestly didn’t really feel like he gave great advice in how to make up with Cyren. His go-to strategy with her; was not to piss the Hellhound off in the first place. She was notorious for grudges. Smiling apologetically Dan chuckled shaking his head. ”The joys of the job right? Anyway, hope it all works out”

He was on his way out the door when he paused again, casting a glance over his shoulder at the basilisk. "A job is a job, but I found the people that you chose to surround yourself with are the ones that enrich your life." He had a long time to figure that out. People were what made your life’s journey that much more enjoyable. No one made him light up like Marlee, and that’s why despite all the risks Daniel had chosen to date her. He knew that having her with him would only make him a better person in the long run. With that advice he set off down the halls, to his own room. It was getting late and he’d get the next batch of sleeping potions for Marlee tomorrow, and drop them off when he visited her. Upon getting back to his room, he noted that Marlee had slipped him a note stating that she was staying over in Cyren’s room- which should be fine for a night. Both girls could probably use the other’s company. The vampire stayed up awhile longer, finishing grading his student’s work before flopping in bed; trying to squeeze in as much sleep as he could before he had to teach class again.

(Sorry in advance for a crappy post :( )

Finn Huxley | Basilisk


“Maybe… Now I don’t know the situation please keep that in mind. But maybe Cyren doesn’t see you as… As person she'd like to just be friends with? Maybe she feel rejected? That’s my best guess in the dark. You’ll probably be a hundred times better off talking with her about it. I’m sorry to do this but I’m pretty exhausted. I’ll be around tomorrow though if you want to talk. Night man.” Daniel spoke to Finn who was listening to every word that the vampire said, he hadn’t thought that Cyren could have felt like he was rejecting her. He hadn’t at all but again he wasn’t the best when it came to women, his words could have been taken in the way he wasn’t actually meaning. He wasn’t rejecting the Hellhound in the slightest, he was just worried that she would feel embarrassed about kissing his cheek and he didn’t want that for her. But he could now see why him telling her that a little kiss on the cheek couldn’t happen again, was like he was rejecting her and he wanted to kick himself for it.

But at the time he hadn’t been thinking straight or thinking about what he was saying to her, “Thanks again man. I’ll see you tomorrow,” Finn bid the vampire a good night as he left the dining hall, Finn sat there at the table for a little while longer as he thought about what Daniel said and what he should do. He knew what he wanted to do, he wanted to go find Cyren and wrap her small body up in his arms and kiss those full lips that just screamed at him to kiss. But is that what he should do? He didn’t know just yet nor did he know if that is what Cyren actually wanted, sure she flirted with him but that could be just to get attention. Although she wasn’t like that and Finn did know that, so maybe the brunette did have feelings for him but should he do anything and make her be with someone who couldn’t be with her in public. They’d need to keep any relationship a secret until she graduated and left school, even then they would have to be careful and make it seem like nothing happened like she was still a student because Finn could still get into trouble.

And what if Cyren found someone else closer to her age and wanted to be with him, would Finn be able to let her go and watch her be happy with another guy? He would have to, he wanted Cyren to be happy but would Finn be able to give her that happiness. Eventually he decided to head back to his room, although his mind couldn’t stop thinking about the Hellhound and what he should do. So once he was back inside his room, he shut the door and pulled his clothes off before he grabbed a pair of long pajama pants. He climbed into his bed and concentrated on finishing the grading that he wanted to get over and done with, he had to push the thought of Cyren to the back of his mind which was harder than he first thought it would be. He just needed to see how she was acting tomorrow in class and take things from there, he wished he could go see her now but he could faintly hear another voice inside her dorm meaning that Marlee was there and he didn’t want to interrupt their time together.

Finn would just need to find some time tomorrow where he could talk to the beautiful Hellhound alone, he would probably need to wait until their extra abilities class because no one ever bothered them in that time. But that meant he would have to wait until the end of the day and he wasn’t sure if he could last that long without speaking with her. He’d just need to wait patiently until tomorrow afternoon, he’d be her professor during the day and act professional until they had a chance to talk in private. That is if she even turned up for her extra abilities class, which he knew she would but if she didn’t then he would track her down because he wanted her to learn control so she could graduate but she also still needed his help. Things could be awkward between them, but all he cared about was helping Cyren with her hound side and that could only happen if she didn’t skip any of his classes.

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Marlee Hudson | Fairy


Marlee was relieved when Cyren wasn’t upset about her keeping her relationship with Dan a secret, it also felt incredibly good for the fae to get it off her chest and to be able to talk about it. “You’ve always supported me and I know you always will, at least now I can talk to someone about this.” She smiled as she begun to paint her nails, she’d tell Daniel tomorrow about Cyren knowing and tell him that she needed to tell her best friend. She couldn’t keep it a secret any more. She glanced over at Ren, her smile had slowly fallen from her face and it was obvious she was thinking about something. Marlee could already guess that she was thinking about Finn, she had seen her friend get hurt before but there was something about Finn that Marlee trusted completely and that didn’t happen often anymore. She used to trust everyone, but after what her father did it made Marlee think more about the people she surrounded herself with.

But Professor Huxley was different in some way, he had already gotten Cyren to trust him and made a friendship with her which was more than a lot of people had done for the Hellhound. He had even gone out of his way to help her with her control so she could graduate with her class, to the fae he made up everything that Cyren could ever possibly need in a man. Well he wasn’t a Hellhound and he was a Professor, but none of that really mattered. He wouldn’t be her Professor forever and there were heaps of couples in the community that were dating or married to a different species and it’s worked for them. "Alright, your turn. What's going on with you and Finn?" Marlee spoke as she nudged Ren with her foot, she wanted to know everything and try to help her friend as much as she possibly could. She knew exactly what Cyren was going through as she always had a crush on Daniel and it did drive her crazy at times, but it all worked out for her and she hoped it worked out for Cyren too.

"I honestly don't know. We flirt I guess, well I do and he seems to play along. Maybe he's just dense. I dunno, but you can't tell someone you're going to be their hero and then be surprised when they get feelings for you. But I haven't told him yet. Not outright anyway. But earlier he just said that me kissing his cheek last night, couldn't happen again. So I just figured that if that was a no-go so would anything else. It's not the first time I've been through this, and I doubt it'll be the last. I'll get over it." As Cyren spoke it was obvious how much she was hurting, she was hiding it on the inside like she usually did but Marlee knew her better and could see the signs. “Dan tried that with me too, you have to remember it’s different for them. They could lose their career over us and I would hate myself if that happened to Dan, but he’s been teaching for so long now and Finn hasn’t so he’d probably more worried about that. What if he is a little dense? He might not realise that you do have feelings for him, not all men can understand signs that we give them.” Marlee tried to give her friend good advice but she wasn’t sure if any of it would help, she hoped it would help.

“Why don’t you wait until tomorrow and if he doesn’t do anything, then you can decide on what you want to do. Tell him or forget about him,” She looked over at her friend as she waited for the nail polish to dry slightly so she could go in with another coat, she knew it was harder than said for anyone to forget about feelings that they have for someone. If Dan rejected her, she wouldn’t know what she’d do. She would still have classes with him and he was already a close friend, things would have been so awkward between them and that could happen with Ren and Finn. “And I’ll be right here for you, I’ll support you with whatever you decide to do. Just don’t ignore him too much, okay. You want to fix things, don’t give him that annoying cold shoulder.” Marlee smiled as she knew how long Cyren could hold a grudge, she wouldn’t be surprised if the Hellhound still had grudges against people because once she got hurt then that moment and those feelings stuck inside her mind. Marlee didn’t want Finn to be one of those grudges.

Cyren Nielsen | Hellhound


Tossing the nail polish back into the little basket, Cyren listened quietly- busying herself by blowing on her drying nails. She could imagine the trouble that Dan must of had upon growing... Closer to Marlee. After all, he normally prided himself on moral standing and dating the fae must of thrown some gray in his otherwise black and white world. "They could lose their career over us and I would hate myself if that happened to Dan, but he's been teaching for so long now and Finn hasn't so he'd probably worry more about that." She raised good points Cyren hadn't really considered. Finn could lose his job, and Cyren frowned. He was a new teacher, and didn't really have his spot solidified. She didn't want to be the reason that it was ruined. Nervously she ran her tongue over the crest of her lips; thinking everything over once again. This was just all so confusing, when the kiss had happened she really hadn't been thinking. It hadn't meant anything; but the more she thought on it- the more it began to amount to... to something. Whatever it was.

It wasn't like Cyren had any right to feel let down, or this odd sense of rejection. "And I'll be right here for you, I'll support you with whatever you decide to do. Just don't ignore him too much, okay? You want to fix things, don't give him that annoying cold shoulder." The Hellhound snorts at this, a mischievous grin lighting onto her lips. "I'll do my best." She promised. It wasn't exactly a secret, her temper run as hot as her fire, or cold as dry ice. It was hard to say which one was the more difficult aspect to deal with. Though, Finn wouldn't be on the receiving end of that. Cyren normally reserved her grudges for people who deserved them, like Hamish. "Don't worry. I don't know how I'm going to ever act normally around him- but I'll try." She promised, voice light and carefree.

"Have you thought about what you're gonna do after school? Human world, or you gonna stick around you think?" It was something they'd put off talking. Because Cyren honestly had no idea what she planned on doing. Her instincts told her to go with Marlee. Protect her, like she always did- but the brunette knew her fae friend would be fine with Daniel. She didn't need Cyren to protect her; and the two had to figure out their own paths. That was not to say, that Cyren would allow them to fall out of contact with one another, simply that they may take different endeavors. Cyren was thinking of going off for a year to find some more Hellhounds, learn more about her own race. But the thought of not being with her best friend made the Hellhound's stomach drop. They chattered on a little longer, before Cyren decided to put on The Last Unicorn. She'd basically grown up watching that movie, and it never failed to put her in a good mood.

For once, the Hellhound passed out first. It was halfway through the movie, curled up in a ball in the corner of the bed. It was almost comical how small she could make herself, but it left plenty of space for Marlee to get some sleep. Her dreams were pretty even, if she had any Cyren didn't remember them. Just one moment she was drifting off, trying to figure out ways to broach the terribly sticky situation she'd inadvertently created with her English professor; and the next she was being shaken awake by Marlee. Groaning trying to burrow away from the hands that shook her Cyren grumbled incoherently, thinking she was back in her old dorm. However, the hands continued to gently shake, and finally she sat up; groggy and rubbing at her face to stimulate some alertness, her gaze fell on Marlee. ”Time to get up, take a shower and please don’t skip any of your classes. Especially with Finn.”

Cyren just mutely nodded, trying her best not to fall back to sleep. She got ready slowly that day, dreading it more than most Monday’s. She dragged herself out of bed once Marlee, left, shuffled to the shower and when that was done, didn’t bother doing anything. Just threw on a pair of old, ragged looking jeans, and a sleeveless shirt which read something along the lines of the faded gray fabric on the front- School sucks, start a band. She simply felt too lazy to dress up, or even put much effort into her appearance. Maybe Finn would mistake her for being sick and just let her out of any extra abilities, and she could skip having to be around him so soon. Though it was doubtful. Once her thick, dark hair was pulled back and piled messily atop her head in a bun, Cyren gave herself a once over before stepping out into the halls.

Thankfully, the halls were empty and checking her phone Cyren realized why. She was the late one. Class was starting in three minutes, which meant she’d be two minutes late at least. Swearing, the slender brunette broke into a jog. Thankfully there weren’t any teachers around to yell at her for running in the halls. There would be no time for breakfast, though that wasn’t really a problem. Cyren normally had morning stomach anyway. The little brunette by some miracle got to class seconds before the bell rang, disgruntled and slightly out of breath from sprinting from her room to class. But at least she couldn’t marked tardy. Unfortunately, she was a few seconds early and only a couple kids she didn’t talk with were in their seats. ”This is going to be horribly awkward.” Cyren thought to herself as she took a deep breath, pushing the door open after a moment's hesitation and all but slinking to her seat; head down avoiding Finn’s stare. She figured it was too early to really deal with anything especially not the feelings she had for him.

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Daniel Roberts | Vampire



Like most sane people, Dan hated Monday mornings. They always felt like time was going too fast- and he was late for everything. Today was no different. He'd woken up on his second alarm, ten minutes later than he'd of liked. To make matters worse, he'd forgotten to wash his professional teaching clothing, forcing him to wear what he usually reserved as his running outfit. A pair of black sweatpants which were a little too big and nearly hung off his hips, though tapered to rather form-fitting around his legs; and a tank top with the Flash's logo. God he hated going to class dressed casually. Thanks to those small mishaps, Dan had to jump in and out of the shower which was freezing as he hadn't the time to warm it up, and furiously scrub at his teeth with a toothbrush while he simultaneously tried to comb his hair with his fingers. Dan was pretty much a running mess today, though he wasn't as grumpy as he normally would of been. After all, he'd be seeing Marlee soon and that was enough of a treat to make him smile- even as he stubbed his toe trying to jam his feet into his worn sneakers.

His normally clean shaven face had gained a subtle 5 o'clock shadow since he hadn't the time to shave. By the time he made it to breakfast, he had considered going to see Marlee though ultimately realized that if he didn't feed before class it could put his students in danger. But most importantly it could put his girlfriend in danger- and Dan refused to feed off her. His peers looked a little amused with his attire, Daniel wasn't exactly known for being casual in any regard, though besides a chuckle from Callum no one said anything. Say what you might about the staff- they were pretty laid back about dress codes. Hell, they used to have a science teacher who taught in pajama bottoms every day the year before she retired. Finn was nowhere to be seen, and the vampire did feel a little jolt of concern for him. Hopefully the basilisk hadn't spent all night stressing out about Cyren. But without Finn, there was no conversation for Dan to have, so he got his blood bags, dutifully drained one into a mug of coffee, and drank the remaining two straight. It would be enough blood to satiate his thirst until dinner. Hopefully.

Wanting to get to class ahead of his students Dan chugged his coffee, utterly relieved when the caffeine gave his system a bit of a jump-start. It made him feel a little more... Human. And that's what he'd neglected to tell Finn the other day. God Daniel would give anything to just be human again. No more vampire shit, no more blood... Daniel missed feeling real sun on his skin. He missed hearing his heartbeat in his ears, and he couldn't even remember what a sunset or rise looked like. But most of all, he was tired of not aging. What happened when Marlee began to age? And sure, the process was slower than a human's lifespan, or even a Hellhound's; but in the end time would reclaim Marlee. Her body would turn to dust while his remained animated. That's what terrified him. To him, humans were like butterflies, fae like dragonflies. Beautiful and fleeting. His thoughts were slightly morose as he finished off his breakfast, the taste of blood hanging in his mouth. This was partially why species rarely mixed with one another. Too different, most supernatural creatures figured. And those supernatural creatures that did mix together, and produced offspring; well that was no piece of cake either.

Much like dying breeds, half-breeds were usually things that were feared, and hunted by any hunters in the area. The nephilim, were a little more accepted by most creatures. However a half-breed that had a nephilim and a dragon for a parent would be considered a scandal. This was especially true for vampires. Why they never turned any other supernatural being. Hell Daniel didn't even know if it could be done. The last time he turned someone she'd been human and had gone off the rails. He was the one that had to put a stake through her heart to end her killing spree, end her descent into madness. All of that had been very traumatic for the vampire; partially why he'd only ever sired her. But she was gone, and glancing at his watch Daniel realized if he didn't move he'd not get to class early like he'd preferred to do. The halls were slightly crowded though with near expert manuvering Daniel managed to arrive three minutes early to class, already fishing the keys out of his sweatpants, and found Marlee quietly waiting to be let into history. He paused, giving her a nod. The hall was crowded so Dan forced himself to look away quickly, and instead offered a friendly, "Morning Marlee. I trust you had a good night?"

Finn Huxley | Basilisk


Surprisingly Finn had woken up fairly early and well before his alarm was meant to sound from his phone, all he wanted to do was lay in his bed and not move for the rest of the day. But he couldn’t, he had classes to teach and that was the reason he was there. But that meant having to be in the same room as Cyren and he wasn’t sure how things were going to be between them, it would most likely be awkward between them and that make him dread going to his classes with her. He rolled himself out of bed and stepped over to the small kitchen in his room, he brewed himself a large mug of black coffee and drank it while he sat down with his laptop balancing on his thighs. He went through any new emails and replied back to most of them, most were about teaching or the school but a couple were personal to him. He was taking his time however, to make the time pass by quicker although he failed in doing that because time seemed to drag on that morning.

Once his hot coffee was drained from his mug, he washed it out and left it to dry before walking into his bathroom so he could take a shower. He stood under the water and let the pressure melt into his muscles, he washed his short hair and his body before stepping out so he could get himself ready for the long day that was ahead of him. He pulled on a pair of dark grey pants and a white button down shirt, he ran a brush through his hair and left it to air dry while he quickly made himself some toast in his room. He couldn’t be bothered walking to the staff dining hall and actually having to talk to anyone, so he stayed hidden in his room eating his toast until it was time for him to head to his class. He let his feet carry him through the corridors of the old school, his eyes didn’t make much contact with anyone else which usually wasn’t like him at all. He would often smile or make small talk with other professors and students but not today, he was more concerned about how things were going to be when a certain Hellhound arrived to his class.

Making it to his class he pushed the door open to an empty room, he got himself ready with the word that he would be handing out to the students. He was finally going to be diving into the work that would go towards the final mark for each of the students, this assignment was about a novel that the class would have to read and write an essay on. It was the first real lengthy piece of work that he would be handing out, and for that reason he was excited to see how the students went with it. They’d have a month to complete the essay as the novel was fairly long, Finn also knew that the students would still be getting other assignments in different classes so he didn’t want to put any more pressure on his students. He did give the first few kids a smile when they arrived, but then his nose caught the scent of the only Hellhound in the school. Cyren was standing outside the door for a few seconds, before she stepped inside but she headed straight to her desk without glancing over at him.

That did hurt Finn, more than it should have. But he ignored it because it wasn’t the time or place to feel like that, so he stood by his desk and watched the rest of the student fill the room before he begun the lesson. “Today we’ll be starting on the first assignment of the year, from now on every grade that you get will be added to your exam grades.” He explained to the kids as he walked past every student and handed them the book and the essay questions, “I will be giving you some time in class to work through this novel and essay, but that won’t be happening every day so you need to do the work in your free time.” Finn spoke clearly in his deep voice and made himself pass Cyren quickly, he wasn’t so badly to linger by her desk and inhale her sweet but smoky scent. He knew he couldn’t, which is why he made himself step away from her. “Starting reading today, if you need any help then ask. But it’s time to take your final year at this school seriously,” Finn knew how much he sounded like a professor, but he wanted all his students to do well in his class and he would push them to do their best.

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Marlee Hudson | Fairy


Marlee felt better when Cyren agreed that she would try to not ignore Finn or shut him out, but she would need to keep an eye on things and make sure that Cyren does what she says and tries to work through this. "Have you thought about what you're gonna do after school? Human world, or you gonna stick around you think?" Cyren asked the one question that Marlee hadn’t thought about, she hasn’t had the time to think about what she wanted to do after school. She used to think about it all the time when she was younger, but since her father decided to join the Rebellion she hadn’t thought much of anything other than that and Daniel. “Honestly? I still don’t know, being in the human world would get me away from my father but I don’t know if that would make things better or worse. I guess it all depends on if my father tries anything else, I don’t want to put any human in danger.” Marlee didn’t even know what she wanted to do with her life, she had always wanted to travel and often made plans to travel with Cyren but that still costed money.

She had money saved up, her Mom made sure of that. “We could always go searching for Hellhounds together,” Marlee knew that is what Cyren would love to do after finishing school, she has always wanted to meet more people like her and Marlee wanted to see her best friend truly happy. She left her nails dry before she curled up on the bed and watched the movie that Cyren had decided to play, it wasn’t long before Cyren had fallen asleep and Marlee drank the sleeping potion which relaxed her body and mind. She soon after fell into a deep, dreamless sleep before she slowly woke up, she could hear the steady breathing of Cyren beside her on the bed so Marlee let her friend continue on sleeping. She used Cyren’s shower but still needed a change of clothes from her own dorm, she brushed her blonde hair with her fingers and pulled it up into a messy ponytail.

“Time to get up, take a shower and please don’t skip any of your classes. Especially with Finn.” Marlee shook Ren until the Hellhound grumbled as she woke up, she smiled knowing Cyren wouldn’t fall back to sleep so she hurried back to her own room so she wouldn’t be late to class. Once there Marlee quickly stripped her clothes off and grabbed black leggings and an oversized blue and white striped sweater, she slipped her feet into a pair of black sneakers before she was out the door again. She rushed through the crowd of students as she wanted to grab something to eat, she could get very moody and grumpy when she was hungry. The student dining hall was pretty empty when she arrived, which made it easy for her to grab a breakfast muffin and a red apple. She thanked the kitchen ladies on her way out, she ate her muffin on the way to Daniel’s class and she was slightly surprised to find she was the first one to arrive.

She didn’t need to wait long before she saw him, she had to bite her lip to stop herself from smiling at Daniel’s appearance. She had only ever seen him wear clothes similar to what he was wearing, a few times over the years but he still looked damn good. Especially with the small amount of facial hair that he hadn’t shaved off, it made him look even sexier in Marlee’s eyes. "Morning Marlee. I trust you had a good night?" Daniel spoke once he reached her, apparently Cyren wasn’t the only one who had over slept. “I did,” Marlee smiled as he opened the door to his class room but he still allowed her to walk in before him, which he always did because he had manners. “Are you okay? You aren’t sick, are you?” Marlee hushed her voice as concern for her boyfriend flooded her eyes, Dan hardly ever dressed this way when he had class and Marlee thought he might be coming down with something. Even though she wasn’t certain if vampires could even get sick, but she still needed to know that he was okay. Once Dan assured her that he wasn’t sick, she gave him a small sweet smile. “Good, I do like this though.” She whispered to him before turning around and going to her usual desk, it wasn’t long before students dragged themselves to their seats and it was time for them both to act like nothing was happening between them. Which was the worst time of the day for Marlee.

Cyren Nielsen | Hellhound


She had hardly settled into her seat when the door banged open, and Nix and Greg came hurrying in. The twins looked utterly flustered and Cyren couldn't help but grin as they slid into their respective seats on either side of the Hellhound. "Morning." The male greeted cheerfully and the brunette simply cocked an eyebrow, about to speak when Finn began to the class. “Today we’ll be starting on the first assignment of the year, from now on every grade that you get will be added to your exam grades.” Nix, the louder of the twins, groaned though quickly fell silent as the professor's gaze flickered back to her; and Greg simply looked even more flustered. The hellhound? Well she wasn't particularly bothered, as Cyren was fairly certain as long as she set aside the time- this assignment wouldn't be too difficult. Every time she felt Finn's gaze brush across her, Cyren would stiffen and rather quickly look down at her desk, or... well just anywhere else.

Fifteen minutes into the class and Cyren was regretting having not skipped. It was as if every time he walked past her, or their gazes crossed- Cyren was reminded of the feelings she was rather desperately trying to forget. The damned feelings that were simply complicating her life, and the ones she was trying to run from. If Greg or Nix picked up on her obvious discomfort, neither said anything and simply left Cyren to stew in her own thoughts. Like, what exactly did she want from him? The Hellhound knew it was more than simply friends- but it was just so much more complicated than that. Even if he wasn't her teacher, she'd guess there was at least a five year age difference between them, though she'd guess more like six or seven. At least she didn't have parents to disapprove of that. But then there was the underlying issue of, if by some miracle he did want her that way- Cyren couldn't really be with him.

Not as easily as Marlee could be with Dan. Things were just too complicated with her, and if by some small miracle that her feelings weren't one-sided; could she even ask Finn to allow her to complicate him? Sighing she was nudged out of her thoughts by Nix as the draconian quietly whispered, "Did you hear Professor Huxley? Time to read." Startled the girl shook her head. "Yeah, sorry not feeling well." Nix made a sympathetic noise, before turning back to the assigned reading. The next thirty minutes ticked by, with Cyren barely skimming the text. Her leg bounced up and down rapidly as she stared vacantly down at the text- waiting for the class to be over, while also doing her best not to notice Finn. Not to notice the flash of hurt each time she averted her gaze. Pretended not to notice the way her heart twisted when her thoughts strayed too far towards her personal problems... Getting through an entire abilities class alone with him was going to be far more difficult than Cyren felt she could handle. Should she skip?

The Hellhound was still debating it the rest of the class. If she skipped, Cyren could at least take another day to sort of collect her composure on the situation. To take another day to try to get over what he felt for Finn. Try to go back to just being sort of odd friends. Five minutes before class was let out, Cyren had already packed her books and other belongings- though she'd need to go to the library at some point to sit down and read the novel to do the essay. The second the bell rang, Cyren was on her feet and out the door ignoring the odd looks from the other students. It was pretty easy to lose herself in the halls as other students surged about her. Cyren would of skipped the rest of her classes, had they not both been with Marlee and Dan. Science was next, of which she was in a distant mood. Math wasn't much better, she hardly chattered with the fae and only made soft humming noises to whatever she had to say; and neglected to poke fun at the ancient math teacher. Instead she sat quietly, staring at her work and every so often scribbling an answer down.

History was thankfully easy enough to get by. She always sat in the back, and could mentally try to convince herself that the extra abilities class wasn't going to be that bad without concerned stares. By the end of history she didn't feel quite as mopey. Upon entering the gym, trailing towards the end of the throng of students also heading to abilities, Cyren noted that Finn was already there. She still had a couple minutes before class officially started so the senior hurried towards the fae where Marlee was standing. The other fae gave the Hellhound looks of trepidation. Normally, Cyren would of loved to flash her fangs or something at them though today she approached Marlee with a hesitant smile. "Hey, sorry about being quiet in the other classes. A lot of final exam stuff is already being mentioned and I'm a bit stressed out. But I wanted to let you know I have to hit the library for some catch-up reading stuff and if you wanted to eat dinner with someone else- go for it. I'm not sure I'll make dinner."

Her explanation wasn't quite as upbeat as it normally would of, but not as glum as it could of been. Before they could chatter much longer, a throat was being cleared and Cyren was shooed off by the Headmaster. Abilities was straight-up awkward. She'd settled on speaking minimally to Finn, and being almost firmly polite. She did as she asked with little fuss as usual, however there was no playful banter and Cyren kept it that way. It was a relief when the bell finally rung and without so much as a backwards glance she took off towards the library. Students hardly went there- not this early on in the school year; but it'd always been one of Cyren's favorite places. The library was five floors of beautiful, Gothic architecture, and brimming with all sorts of nooks and crannies to hide. It was relieving and helped Cyren to relax as she fished out the book which had been assigned, a pen, and her sticky notes to make notes. Time went by fast, absolutely too fast as she sat leaned against a bookcase in the reference section. It would of been so easy to skip out on the extra class, but Cyren had promised Marlee she'd go. And she'd not shut out Finn.

Which she was trying not to, but it was difficult. She was used to being alone and wasn't exactly great at hiding what she was feeling, or thinking. Hell, this would probably be easier if Cyren knew what exactly she wanted from him, what exactly he thought of her- but there was another part of her that didn't want to know. To simply avoid the situation until it went away. Unfortunately- the situation wouldn't be resolved like that and above all, no matter which outcome; Cyren wanted this to just be resolved. She'd worked throughout dinner, though she'd just simply break into her snack stash once she got back to her dorms after the extra class. The anxiety that twisted the brunette's stomach as she made her way back to they gym was almost enough to make her vomit; and when she reached her destination the girl lingered outside the doors for a moment collecting her wits before letting herself in. He was already there, waiting, though she knew he would be as she'd picked up his scent. "Professor." She greeted, murmured really when his gaze fell on her's as Cyren stepped closer dropping her bag on the floor in preperation of whatever training session he had mapped out for her.

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Daniel Roberts | Vampire



Daniel couldn't help but snicker at Marlee's concern over his clothes. If she thought that, likely the rest of the kids would to. Shaking his head the vampire quietly assured her all was well as he unlocked the door to his classroom. "I'm alright. I forgot to do laundry this weekend and so, my choices this morning were limited. And I overslept." Dan admitted that last part with a slightly sheepish tone. He wasn't known to oversleep; but things could be worse. He could of had no clean clothes. He chuckled abashedly as Marlee whispered that she liked his getup. "Don't get used to it. I swear my classes act worse when I'm dressed casually." The vampire warned good-naturedly, a playful spark beneath his words. Unfortunately they had to end their talk, as the bell had rung and kids were piling in. Settling in at his desk, Dan wasted no time in grabbing his teacher's edition of the history book, already flipping to the third chapter- the one he liked to start out in.

Once his kids settled down, a few eyeing him oddly and Dan had to mentally sigh, he cleared his throat. "I got most your reports I asked for last week. Most of the class did very well, I'm proud. A few of you need to stop by and arrange a time to meet with me. You'll know who you are because it'll be written on the paper I'm handing out now." The vampire spoke in a clear, even voice as he began passing the reports back to the students who had turned them in. Only one child had really fallen behind and Dan wanted to simply check in with him. Make sure he knew not to slack off this year. Once that task was done and Dan had made his way back to his desk- all while doing his best not to gaze at Marlee as it would just be unprofessional, Dan moved onto the next task. "Take out your books, and turn to chapter three. This is the chapter that discusses the first political system the various supernatural communities had."

The senior history class was pretty much an introspective course, about supernatural communities, how they governed themselves, and the politics that are in place today. What problems faced the supernatural society modernly. And of course how the supernatural system would vary from the human's systems. It was actually his favorite curriculum to teach, as he got to teach a little history of each species in the book. "Today, we'll be focusing on the draconian's species. Starting from their first records, to how they fit into our society today. Please take notes, because all of this can be on your final exams." Dan cautioned, leaning back in his seat to survey his kids. A few kids groaned, other's rolled their eyes; but most seemed alright with the work. It was a slow, sleepy class. Most seemed to be half-asleep, and the other half seemed to absorbed in taking notes of everything that came out of his mouth to contribute much to the class.

However as the clock ticked on, it was a moderately successful class. There were no catty remarks about the Rebellion directed at Marlee. Most kids minded their behavior, and while it was sleepy- Dan felt they were retaining the material. As the clock began to tick down and he allowed them to pack up the teacher noted a few worried faces frantically trying to copy down as much notes as they could. A bit of pity stirred for them, as Dan had been that kind of student. "Remember, I'd like you all to write at least two short-essays on why the draconian species remained divided for so long during the Medieval crusades, and how the human's war on supernatural creatures of that time laid the bricks for the society we have today. And if you don't have all the notes, remember the last month and a half we have of this class is devoted to preparing for the final." Dan warned, as kids began shoving their things back into their bags. As they began to file out in groups, Dan looked up as Marlee passed his desk and offered her small grin. "I'll see you around Marlee." He bade, in a voice that was sweetly professional.

He'd of liked to kissed her, hell Daniel wouldn't mind letting her skip class with him if it wouldn't be the end of his career, and distracting to her studies. Instead he would have to wait until tonight, and just get through his classes today. Hopefully they wouldn't be terrible, and the kids had settled down into the school year. Dan also hoped he could progress with his lessons plans, particularly the modern section, without too much debate or drama. Sighing, running a hand through his thick almost unkempt looking hair, the vampire flipped his book back to the beginning of the chapter. The rest of his day was pretty quiet. Mondays seemed to affect everyone, and this, Dan found, included even Cyren. By the last academic period the Hellhound shuffled in and quietly took her place. Didn't make some smart-ass remark about his shirt, or his unkempt appearance. It was almost odd how complacent she was today. She didn't interrupt his class, or try to lead him off topic as Cyren normally would. Instead just jotted things down sporadically. What was going on with her? Dan would ask Marlee later.

Dan was almost thankful when that class let out and he headed to abilities. His sharp gaze caught Cyren talking briefly with Marlee before class started- though after being shooed off by the Headmaster slunk back to her normal peer-group. He tried not to think too much on it before turning to his own kids to begin that day's lesson- how to best disarm a hunter or threat. The upside of wearing his running clothes, as Dan found out, was teaching sparring in sweats and a tank top was a lot easier than his normal clothing. His kids were in a pretty decent mood, and thankfully Vin and Mack were exceptionally well behaved. Their last incident must of scared them straight- and the three-day inhouse suspension. All the nervous energy he worked up over the day was expelled as Daniel showed kids where to hit, and how to do so with enough force to protect themselves. He prayed it would be enough. It always tore him up a bit to hear a student had been murdered by either their own kind, or hunters. It always felt like a personal failure, and the worse part of seeing his students graduate.

By the time that Daniel was sore from sparring with his kids, and breathing heavily enough to be panting the bell had rung and students began packing up. What caught his eye was Cyren getting the hell out of dodge. Raising an eyebrow Daniel brushed it off turning his attentions to finding Marlee. He disliked her being alone in crowds with Cyren to scare the other kids off. When he caught sight of her familiar figure the vampire deftly weaved through the crowd until he caught up to her. "Marlee, I was going to pick up your sleeping potions. Do you want to come? Just so you know where to get them yourself next time?" Dan asked smoothly, his eyes twinkling. If she wasn't busy after picking up the sleeping potions, they could head back to his room, or her's for all he cared. Dan simply wanted to be near the fae.

Finn Huxley | Basilisk


Finn tried his hardest to not take Cyren’s sour mood to heart, he knew why things were tense between them and he also didn’t want to draw any attention to it. But when the students all got to work on reading the novel, he noticed that the Hellhound wasn’t turning the page like the kids around her. She wasn’t reading, she was just staring at the words and it was obvious that she was too distracted to concentrate. He was the reason that she wasn’t doing her school work, guilt soon flooded his senses because he was the cause and he hated that. He didn’t want to put Cyren in any danger, including the danger of her not graduating with her friends and having to stay back for at least another year. He sat down at his desk so he could get some of his own work done while he could, he was caught up in the grading he was doing that he hadn’t noticed the kids were packing up right before the bell rang. Standing up Finn was about to bid his students a good day, but he was caught off guard by how quickly Cyren left his room.

The simple action caused more harm than Finn would care to admit, but it was a slap in the face and a stab to his chest. Cyren always lingered around after class for as long as she could, she always had something to say about the class he had taught but today she didn’t. It shouldn’t have surprised Finn and it really didn’t, but it still hurt which it shouldn’t have. But it was clear to Finn now that he was far too deep in now, his feelings for the pretty brunette weren’t disappearing or lessening. It was the opposite actually, every time he saw the Hellhound his heart swelled and he craved her company. So for the rest of the day Finn went about his day and taught his students, when the lunch break rolled around he wasn’t hungry. Or it was more like he couldn’t imagine eating anything, he wanted to see Cyren and talk to her. It was stupid for them to be acting this way, he was tired of it affecting them in the way it was so he wanted to hopefully fix things and then go back to how they had been.

But he didn’t want to ruin the rest of her day, so he would wait until they had extra abilities together. That way they would be alone and could speak in private, without having people nearby that could over hear. Although that meant he’d still need to get through the first abilities class with her, if she showed up that is as he wouldn’t be surprised or shocked if she decided to skip any class with him. The time slowly dragged on and on for Finn, to him it felt like years until abilities class started. Cyren did want he told her too, work on controlling her fire in the palm of her hands. He didn’t want to push her too far, so he focused mostly on the draconian students as he wanted them all to take the next step in their learning. He tried to give Cyren her space, he didn’t sneak glances at her every few seconds although he still kept an eye on her to see how she was doing but that was all he did.

He encouraged his group of students after the bell rang, signalling it was dinner time for students and professors. Still Finn didn’t feel like eating, so he just stayed back in the gym and thought through what he was going to say to the Hellhound when she arrived back for her extra class. He needed to make sure he didn’t make things worse between them, but at the same time he wanted to tell Cyren how he truly felt about everything. So as he waited for her, he found himself pacing the gym which stopped the second he heard the door open. Looking over his torn eyes fell onto the beautiful brunette, “Professor.” She greeted him but there was no spark or heat to her words, she didn’t bother looking at him so he couldn’t see the eyes that looked into his soul. “I’m a little surprised that you didn’t skip, but I’m glad you’re here because we need to talk about this. I don’t care if we don’t do any training, we need to sort all of this out.” He told her and watched as she nervously shifted from one foot to the other, but it wasn’t going to stop him because everything he felt was bottled up inside him and he was going to burst if he didn’t get it all off his chest.

“I hate this, Cyren. How awkward things are between us, the way we’re acting now is ludicrous. It’s not even about the kiss anymore, it’s the fact that I enjoyed it and wanted it to happen constantly between us. I have all these feelings for you and I shouldn’t, I’m a Professor and I don’t want to hurt you or take advantage of you. But what I feel for you, is only getting stronger each day.” The words simply tumbled from his lips, he couldn’t stop himself and that was a good thing. He knew it would have been smart to keep his feelings hidden from her, it would have allowed them to have a professional relationship but that isn’t what Finn wanted. Cyren deserved to know exactly how he was feeling about her, and now she did. “I know this makes me seem like a creepy old guy, I doubt that my feelings are even returned but I can’t keep this up. I don’t want to lose you Cyren, I trust you and I enjoy your company.” Finn spoke from his heart as he looked at Cyren, his eyes never leaving her’s as he wanted her to know how sincere he was being.

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Marlee Hudson | Fairy


Marlee found it amusing that Daniel hadn’t gotten time to do his laundry that week, she knew he wouldn’t dress that way again for a while but it was still nice to see. Sitting down at her desk in the front row, she waited for the rest of the class to arrive before she listened to Daniel’s voice. She turned to chapter 3 in the book and begun to read, she took a lot of notes so she would be completely ready for any exam or assignment. She also found the subject of the political system to be interesting, she loved learning about the different communities that each supernatural species had. It was something that Cyren often teased her about because the Hellhound didn’t care for it, Marlee couldn’t stand people who were in power and used that power for bad. Then there were people on the fae council who used their power to scare others into doing what they want, Marlee had always had a strong sense of right and wrong.

For the blonde fae the class ended much too quickly and it wasn’t long before she was passing Daniel on her way out, “Bye Professor.” She smiled at him as she headed off for the rest of her classes, but she didn’t have as much fun as she thought because Cyren was still in a bad mood. Marlee felt bad because she didn’t know what she could do to make things better for her best friend, so she stayed quiet in the classes they shared as it was obvious Ren wasn’t in a talkative mood. The rest of the day was pretty uneventful, English class was the worst because Marlee wanted to speak with Finn about Cyren but she didn’t as she knew they needed to work through this themselves. She couldn’t stick her nose into this, no matter how badly she wanted to help them. But when she arrived in the gym for the last class, she smiled when Cyren apologized to her before she was dragged away to her group.

However it only made the blonde worry more about her friend, Cyren said she wouldn’t be making dinner which had happened before but this time would be different. Marlee wouldn’t be there to make sure Cyren went to her extra abilities class with Professor Huxley, she was sure the Hellhound wouldn’t skip but it would have been easy for the brunette to skip. Her attention was captured when the Headmaster begun their lesson, the fae group were moving onto harder magic as the Headmaster must have thought they were ready for the challenge. And it was just that, it was a challenge that even Marlee struggled with at the beginning. But she didn’t give up because she was desperate to learn more about her magic and how to use it for good, the class flew by quickly and it seemed like seconds before the class was being excused for dinner. Marlee wasn’t that hungry and she didn’t want to sit in the dining hall without her best friend, she turned to head out when a familiar voice hit her ears and made her smile with so much happiness.

"Marlee, I was going to pick up your sleeping potions. Do you want to come? Just so you know where to get them yourself next time?" Daniel asked her as his eye shone as he looked at her, she could barely hold back her excitement at the thought of spending time with her boyfriend. “That’s a good idea, I don’t have any plans so let’s go.” She smiled as she hoped their time together wouldn’t end once they went to stock up on the sleeping potions that she needed, turning she walked out of the gym with Daniel by her side. She followed him through the old school, she knew where to go. There was a room that students weren’t allowed in unless they were with a Professor or the Headmaster, it was a room that only the witches used. It was the only place the witches could brew potions for whatever reason, but if Marlee weren’t on her own without a witch knowing then she would just be sent away.

Arriving at a solid wooden door, Marlee admired the celtic carvings that covered the door. Daniel knocked twice before the door was opened and they were quickly ushered into the dark room, burning candles were everywhere in the room and Marlee did feel like she shouldn’t be there. “Here is another batch of the sleeping potions, brewed fresh today.” Professor Delaney handed a small box to Daniel, “Thank you Professor Delaney.” Marlee spoke before the old witch made them leave just as quickly as they had arrived, once they were outside the room Marlee looked at Daniel hoping that he didn’t need to do any grading. “Would you be able to help me with my History assignment?” She asked in a way that wouldn’t get them into any trouble, she couldn’t just ask him if he wanted to hang out in her room. But if anyone did overhear them, then they had a good excuse because the Headmaster has allowed Daniel to help her with school work so she didn’t fall behind.

The fae didn’t need any help with her school work, she had caught up within a couple of days and she wanted to cuddle with Daniel and kiss him. Her smile grew wider when he agreed so she didn’t waste time and started the walk towards the vampiric dorms, the hallways were mostly empty as students were either still having dinner or they were already in their dorms. They weren’t bothered as they walked and it was nice, it made the walk shorter and Marlee sighed softly when she opened the door to her dorm and let Daniel inside. Shutting the door the blonde fae closed the gap between her and Dan, leaning up she pressed her lips against his for a much needed kiss that she had been craving all day long. “That’s exactly what I needed… So I know that I promised not to tell anyone about us, but I told Cyren last night and she isn’t going to say a word. I couldn’t keep it from her any more, Dan. Forgive me?” Marlee asked as her lips formed a pout in hopes it would soften Dan up so he wouldn’t be upset with her, for telling Ren about their secret relationship.

Cyren Nielsen | Hellhound


Cyren smiled half-heartedly at his quip that he was surprised she didn't skip. "Yeah, that makes two of us." She could do this. Could get through this class while being somewhat polite with Finn. Sure, maybe she wouldn't be her playful and bantering self; but she could cross any lines with him by being polite. As he continued onto the fact they needed to resolve whatever was between them; Cyren's heart instantly dropped to her stomach. Of course, obviously this was the best course of action for them; that didn't mean she wasn't dreading it like she would a final exam. Crossing her arms she shifted her weight foot to foot as the senior tried to formulate what she needed to say. What'd been eating her since that night. It could potentially ruin everything between them; though wasn't it already in shambles? Perhaps honesty would be the best kind of policy to have with one another. If she was honest, Cyren would just tell him, her space had been her trying to just get over these feelings- because it would be easiest for everyone. They were what fucked everything up in the first place- and if Cyren could just forget about it, they could go back to exactly the way things were

“I hate this, Cyren. How awkward things are between us, the way we’re acting now is ludicrous." She made a soft noise, of apology? Regret? She wasn't sure and Cyren had to consciously hold herself back trying to calm him down like she'd done before. "It’s not even about the kiss anymore, it’s the fact that I enjoyed it and wanted it to happen constantly between us. I have all these feelings for you and I shouldn’t, I’m a Professor and I don’t want to hurt you or take advantage of you. But what I feel for you, is only getting stronger each day.” His next words, completely stunned the Hellhound, and for a long minute all she could hear was the blood rushing around her ears. Cyren supposed she'd gotten what she wanted. To know exactly where he stood on things- but she hadn't expected it to be like this. She'd figured he would of told her to get over her feelings, and to just go back to being Cyren. Still she remained quiet, trying to let him finish while all the while gathering her thoughts. She'd come here expecting rejection, and had planned a whole, "Don't worry I'm fine and it's nothing." speech; but now? Did she tell him how she felt? Wasn't it obvious?

Or did she reject him? Logistically it would be for his own good. Finn wouldn't have to worry about juggling his professional life, and his personal life- the personal life that could and would get him fired if anyone found out. Was it fair of her, who'd only get a slap on the wrist at most, to ask him to put that on the line for her? “I know this makes me seem like a creepy old guy, I doubt that my feelings are even returned but I can’t keep this up. I don’t want to lose you Cyren, I trust you and I enjoy your company.” Her breath was caught, and her gaze was trapped in his. There was an open bit of sincerity, and vulnerability that made her heart twist. She had put him through this kind of pain? Guilt embittered her tongue; and it was a full five minutes before she realized he was waiting for her to speak. Opening her mouth, finding the words stuck in her throat Cyren was shocked by his confession. Had this been the way Dan felt? Of course every bit of her emotional brain was screaming to just kiss him, to assure him through action that she didn't think any less of him, or that she didn't feel the same. But her logical brain was the one that kept her rooted to her spot.

"Finn..." She started, soft and unsure. "I'm sorry. It's just- when that kiss happened it didn't mean anything to me. It was just the way I used to say goodnight to the kids who were at the orphanage with me, or to Marlee... The point is it was a friendly gesture." She started, deciding to just talk honestly with him. "But, then I started thinking about it more, and I realized that... Even if that was a friendly gesture, I didn't have just friendly feelings towards you. And when you said it couldn't happen again; I figured nothing else could happen. I sort of figured that you didn't really want anything to do with me like that. And I couldn't blame you, but them I felt just so foolish. And I didn't really know how to be around you. And I thought that if I just took time to avoid you, I could get over it." She was calm, shockingly so, if not just short of shy. Perhaps that would lessen his fear of her not returning his feelings, and help him understand what was going through her head.

She was quiet for a few minutes, her fingers nervously fretting with the hem of her shirt, and her brows furrowed. ”But then we need to talk about what to do now I suppose.” That was spoken with a bit of fear, her cerulean gaze focused on his rusted one; uncertainty clouding her eyes. ”I… I don’t know if there’s a right answer. At the end of the day you are my English professor. I don’t want you to get in trouble. But at the same time…” She paused, biting her lip and finally rather anxiously blurted out, ”Screw ethics, I like you. A lot. You’re one of the only people who hasn’t seen me as a monster, who’s taken the time to work with me on some of my issues- I don’t know maybe it’s just me but I just feel like I really click with you. But there’s a lot less at stake frankly for me, than you.” Her voice faltered and Cyren glanced away. ”What are you thinking? Cards on the table, okay?”

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Daniel Roberts | Vampire



Since they were still surrounded by students, Dan hid his grin and simply just nodded as Marlee agreed to go with him. This was the best part of the day. When classes were out and he could just be around his girlfriend without hiding the fact they were together from the outside world. He was almost looking forward to graduation at this rate. Kids surged past the two, on their ways to rec rooms, dining halls, and dorms- so Dan maintained a distance to Marlee that could be considered nothing but professional as they headed towards the witches' wing of the building. There was really only one room they were allowed to brew potions in, and Dan always hated going to them. Witches and vampires didn't tend to get along. Hell, most other species didn't get along with vampires; though witches were one of the more vocal species about it. He knew politically things were always stressed between the two. So he tried not to look as annoyed as he felt when he knocked on their thick wooden door, their intricate celtic carvings catching his eye.

Biting back a sigh, Daniel made a face at Marlee in good humor before the door swung open and they were ushered into the room. It appeared they were expected, as Delaney quickly handed him a box of sleeping potions, probably enough to get her through the rest of the month- though Daniel expected her to be back in her dorms before the school dance. "Here is another batch of the sleeping potions, brewed fresh today.” The witch directed, her tone brisk and businesslike, and Daniel just nodded, his grip shifting to better hold the box against his chest. "Right. Well, thanks." He managed to get out before she quite literally shooed the both of them from the room. Trying not to feel affronted over this the vampire simply chuckled as the door closed in his face and glancing down at his fae companion muttered somewhat sarcastically- "Witches. Always a pleasure. Let's get this back to your room." Thanks to his vampiric strength, the boxes weren't heavy but god forbid they linger out in the hall chattering and a student barrel into him or something.

“Would you be able to help me with my History assignment?” They had started back to her dorm, and Daniel glanced down at her from the corner of his eye. "Well I suppose since you asked really nicely." He teased, quietly so not to be overheard. The assignment was actually pretty easy once reading the chapter, and he could just point out the important parts. Daniel told himself that's what he'd do for any student, not just Marlee. The halls were pretty empty, so they made quick work of getting back to her dorms. Once in, he set the box down on her nightstand, and sat himself down on her bed, and drew his hands together. "Right, so I suggest starting with page seventy-five the fourth para-" He was cut off by Marlee's lips against his and he couldnt' help but grin into the kiss. He'd known that she didn't really need his help, but he saw no harm in teasing her a bit. After she pulled away, she kept her forehead rested against his and the vampire was content. Too soon it felt like, Marlee had pulled away and regarded him in an almost sheepish manner.

Like there was something she wanted to say, so Dan leaned back on his elbows waiting for her to spit it out. He didn't have to wait long either. “That’s exactly what I needed… So I know that I promised not to tell anyone about us, but I told Cyren last night and she isn’t going to say a word. I couldn’t keep it from her any more, Dan. Forgive me?” He almost chuckled at how worried she looked and the vampire waved a hand. "Nah, I'm not mad or anything. It wasn't really fair of me to ask you to keep it from her in the first place. Plus- she's eerily good at picking up on things. I guess that's why she was acting weird in my class." A flash in Marlee's eyes indicated that was not the only reason, and Daniel wondered again if this had to do with Finn. "How was the rest of your day? Oh, I need to leave a little early. Enough to get a load of clothes done. If I hear one more student making Justice League references, I may lose my temper." He said, an impish sparkle setting into his clear, warm gaze. "Also, aren't you missing dinner? Have you eaten today?"

Finn Huxley | Basilisk


The five minutes that it took for Cyren to begin speaking felt like torture and it really was to him, he stood there just waiting for her to tell him what she was feeling or thinking. He felt like his heart was going to explode from having to wait so long, but then she opened her mouth and he listened to her words. "Finn... I'm sorry. It's just- when that kiss happened it didn't mean anything to me. It was just the way I used to say goodnight to the kids who were at the orphanage with me, or to Marlee... The point is it was a friendly gesture. But, then I started thinking about it more, and I realized that... Even if that was a friendly gesture, I didn't have just friendly feelings towards you. And when you said it couldn't happen again; I figured nothing else could happen. I sort of figured that you didn't really want anything to do with me like that. And I couldn't blame you, but then I felt just so foolish. And I didn't really know how to be around you. And I thought that if I just took time to avoid you, I could get over it." Cyren told him in complete honesty, she was open and was telling him exactly how she was feeling. He knew the kiss was a friendly gesture, but it was the gesture that caused Finn to realise that he did hold special feelings for the Hellhound.

He remained still and silent as he wasn’t sure if Cyren had finished speaking her mind, ”But then we need to talk about what to do now I suppose.” Cyren’s voice was suddenly filled with fear and uncertainty, it made Finn feel horrible and he wanted to wrap his arms around Cyren and hold her. He hated that she was feeling like this, but he stayed where he was standing as she continued to speak. ” I… I don’t know if there’s a right answer. At the end of the day you are my English professor. I don’t want you to get in trouble. But at the same time… Screw ethics, I like you. A lot. You’re one of the only people who hasn’t seen me as a monster, who’s taken the time to work with me on some of my issues- I don’t know maybe it’s just me but I just feel like I really click with you. But there’s a lot less at stake frankly for me, than you. What are you thinking? Cards on the table, okay?” The brunette glanced away from him, but his eyes were still focused on her. She liked him, his feelings were returned but it was a lot more complicated then knowing they both liked each other.

Finn would lose his job if anything happened between them and someone found out, he was torn between keeping his career and being happy with someone he wanted to be with. He did take a second to clear his mind, he didn’t want his mind to be clouded by the fact that he now knew Cyren returned his feelings. “We do click so well, and for me that is what makes this so hard. I want to be there for you and help you more as a Professor, but at the same time I want more and I want to you by my side through life.” He told her before letting a heavy sign escape through his lips, “You’re right. I’d lose my job if something happened between us and someone found out, I’d never be able to teach again as no one would trust me enough. But that is something I need to deal with, I don’t want you worrying about it.” Finn knew she most likely still would worry about him losing his job because of her, but that part would be on him because it would be his decision.

He took a step closer to the Hellhound and reached his hand out, his fingertips brushed along her soft cheek. He couldn’t help himself, he needed to touch her and feel closer to her. “I want to be with you so badly, but I still do have to think about my job. So how about we just take this slow, see where it heads and just enjoy each other’s company?” Finn suggested as the pad of his thumb moved over her cheek bone, he didn’t want to rush into anything. Cyren meant so much to him and he didn’t want to ruin things between them, but was he ready to put his career on the line? He had only just started teaching and he did love it, he wouldn’t use Cyren or take advantage of her. No, he would need to choose either his career or his love life. Although he wasn’t ready to do that just yet, which is why he wanted to takes things with the Hellhound one day at a time. “Let’s get to know each other more and grow closer, before jumping into anything.” That seemed to be the best option right now, “Is that alright with you?” He asked wanting to know how Cyren felt about taking thins slow.

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Marlee Hudson | Fairy


Marlee smiled as she joined Daniel on her bed, “Nah, I'm not mad or anything. It wasn't really fair of me to ask you to keep it from her in the first place. Plus- she's eerily good at picking up on things. I guess that's why she was acting weird in my class.” Daniel let it go and didn’t make a big deal about it, which Marlee knew he wouldn’t but she still wanted him to know that she had told Cyren about them. She didn’t mention anything about the reason why Cyren was acting strange in class, she didn’t want to tell Daniel just yet about Cyren’s feelings for Finn. "How was the rest of your day? Oh, I need to leave a little early. Enough to get a load of clothes done. If I hear one more student making Justice League references, I may lose my temper. Also, aren't you missing dinner? Have you eaten today?" Dan told her which she understood but still didn’t want to happen, she didn’t want him to leave early but if he needed to get a load or two of laundry done then he’d need to go early.

“My day was good, nothing excited happened apart from seeing you.” She smiled as she leaned closer to him and pressed a kiss to his cheek, thankfully no one had bothered her during the school day which she enjoyed. “The Headmaster did tell me that my magic is getting stronger, it’s not draining me that much anymore.” She smiled proudly of herself, the Headmaster had mentioned it to her at the start of abilities class when the other fae were occupied. She had always struggled with her magic, she never understood why because she came from a long line of powerful fae. She expected magic to come naturally to her but he never did until now, she felt more in control of her magic and felt like if she needed to use it then she easily could. Like she had with Mack and Vin when they were mucking around. Shaking her head, Marlee shifted on the bed so she could cuddle into Dan’s side. “I’m not hungry, I had a big lunch. Besides I’m happy being right here,” She was content being there with Dan, if he needed to leave early then she wanted to spend all the time she could with him.

“Unless you’re getting hungry? I don’t want you suffering,” She looked at him, she didn’t know what it was like to have the blood lust that vampires did. She knew what it felt like to be hungry, but that wouldn’t compare to what Dan would feel if he needed to drink some blood. She never wanted him to be hungry when she was around, she trusted him and knew he’d never drink from her but she was more concerned with him having the uncomfortable lust to drink just because he wanted to spend time with her. “So other than the students making comments on your clothes, how was your day?” She asked wanting to know how his day had gone, his answer probably wouldn’t be that different to her’s but she still wanted to know. This moment would only get better when she graduated and actually got a job herself, but for now she was fine with how things were between them. She was more than happy, actually.

“Besides the students know they’d get away with making those comments, you wouldn’t lose your temper or even give them a detention just because of a comment.” Marlee smiled as she pressed her back into the mattress of the bed, her hand grabbed onto the front of Daniel’s top and pulled him so his body was hovering over her’s. Her lips found his easily as she had wanted to kiss him all day long, her eyes fluttered shut as she enjoyed the coldness of his lips against her warm ones. The knots that formed in her stomach and the tingles that she felt wherever Dan touched her, her mind was blurry but still filled with the vampire that she was kissing. She hoped those feelings never stopped when it came to being with him, she would get butterflies at the thought of seeing him again in the morning before class and she would feel antsy when she hadn’t seen him in a while.

Cyren Nielsen | Hellhound


Cyren's cautious, but hopeful when he begins to speak. "We do click so well, and for me that is what makes this so hard. I want to be there for you and help you more as a Professor, but at the same time I want more and I want to have you by my side through life.” Even though the statement is marred by a heavy sigh, the Hellhound begins to hesitantly and subtly smile. Even if he shot her down, even if Finn wanted nothing to do with Cy', then at least she'd have this memory. She'd have him validating that what she felt, that pull to him- wasn't just one sided. Cyren could feel less crazy and mortified around him at least. You’re right. I’d lose my job if something happened between us and someone found out, I’d never be able to teach again as no one would trust me enough. But that is something I need to deal with, I don’t want you worrying about it.” At this she almost chuffs and cocks an eyebrow. A hint of her normal playful exterior had begun to creep into her facial expressions.

"Don't worry? Oh, Finn- I practically invented worrying." Cyren states, if nothing more than to lighten the atmosphere between them. "But I'll try not to." The agreement is a little more subdued and she falls back into silence to let Finn finish speaking. Rather, he takes a step forward and his hand cups her cheek gently caressing the smooth skin there. Almost immediately Cyren's instincts want to step closer, rest her head against him, breathe him in and be assured all was well between them. But she settles for his hand on her cheek leaning ever so slightly into his touch. “I want to be with you so badly, but I still do have to think about my job. So how about we just take this slow, see where it heads and just enjoy each other’s company?” For a moment she's struck mute. Sure, he had said that they clicked. But, you can click with someone and still be at least cautious about dating them. Cyren, the smart-mouth is for once silent while her cheeks burn with a rosy hue.

“Let’s get to know each other more and grow closer, before jumping into anything.” It seemed fair, and Cyren wouldn't push him to what he was uncomfortable with. “Is that alright with you? She nods, and gently steps back, so his hand falls from her cheek. "Yeah. Take all the time you want." Cyren assures, with a careless shrug. For her it was enough to know things weren't one-sided, that she wasn't crazy or that Finn wanted nothing to do with her. That's what she was afraid of since realizing her attraction towards the professor. That he'd find out and want nothing to do with the Hellhound. That it would be just one more person to abandon her. But he was still here, and Cyren had the notion that he wasn't going anywhere. Not quite yet anyway. "Thank you. For listening and stuff. Most people would probably run the other direction. And... We're good right?" Her inner sincerity is evident, as the two regard each other in the harsh overhead lights of the gym.

"So... Um, I guess we have about twenty minutes. What do you want me to do?" While it was for the best to have their conversation, find out where they stand with each other- it was equally important to get back to some sense of normality for the pair. And the best way to do that, Cyren figured- was business as usual. Finn seemed to agree as he cleared his throat, and began instructing her on ways to control her flames. Little tips and pointers. The air between them was relaxed, natural and in the twenty minutes that was left she'd managed to hold a flame on both her hands- even if was only for a couple seconds before one arm had become engulfed. It was progress, and that was a great sign for Cyren. By the time their twenty minutes concluded, she was sleepy and ready to head back to her room to finish up some homework. "So, walk me back?" The question was poised as Cyren began towards the door, picking up her bag on the way- pausing and waiting for Finn.

When he had caught up to her, the two continued on their way to the dorms in their normal comfort with one another. The hellhound was glad she had come. Had this talk with Finn, so they could feel normal around one another. Because their lessons often got out late, the halls were empty as normal and the sound of their footfalls bounced off the high ceilings of the school. "Hey." Cyren speaks, gently bumping against Finn to garner his attention. These walks back with him were always her favorite way to end the night. "I'm sorry. For throwing a tantrum about this. And for... Well this situation." Her voice takes on an uncharacteristically soft, shy note as her heart skips a beat. She really hadn't meant for this to happen. The last thing that Cyren wanted to do was to make life difficult for Finn. "I really don't mean to complicate your first year." She pauses, stopping in the middle of the vacant hallway with her arms crossed, a frown staining her lips. "I know you probably just wanted to teach kids English and not be dragged into..." Cyren pauses, unsure of how to describe their feelings, their situation and finally gestures between them. "This."

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Daniel Roberts | Vampire



Daniel closed his eyes, a small serene smile gracing his lips as Marlee's brushed her's against his cheek. This is where he wanted to be always. Next to Marlee enjoying one another's company. “The Headmaster did tell me that my magic is getting stronger, it’s not draining me that much anymore.” Dan perked up at this. That was great news. "Good, you're getting stronger. And while I'll still worry I can worry less." He grins, an impish twinkle deep in his soulful rusty gaze. Maybe the next time Marlee faced off with her father, and it wasn't a question of if so much as when, hopefully she would be prepared. Prepared enough that Thomas couldn't lead her off campus. Strong enough that her own fucking father couldn't root around her head and get Marlee to do his bidding. Strong enough that Marlee was safe. Because that's all Dan ever wanted for her. To be safe. The fae shifted, curling into his side, cuddling against him. God it was so fucking strange to Daniel he could ever feel this... Happy. There was something about Marlee that made him feel alive. If you had told Dan fifty years ago that he'd feel this way now, so content and complete, he'd probably of snapped your neck.

“I’m not hungry, I had a big lunch. Besides I’m happy being right here,” Her voice, was muffled against his side and Dan nodded, making a soft humming noise in the back of his throat to acknowledge that she'd spoken. “I’m not hungry, I had a big lunch. Besides I’m happy being right here,” Marlee was thoughtful as ever. Sometimes Dan wondered how someone so good, saw anything worthwhile in him. But he was thankful regardless. "Nah, I'm fine. If I need a blood pack I have some in the mini-fridge in the corner. The marvels of modern technology will never cease to amaze me." He shifts, so his arm is around her shoulders and Marlee can fully snuggle into his side. She's warm, and it's pleasant against his cool skin. Gives him the illusion of being warm and alive again. "You don't need to worry. I would never, ever bite you. Or harm you." He promises, kissing her temple sweetly. “So other than the students making comments on your clothes, how was your day?” Dan chuckles at this, because for once everyone was in good spirits. Well save for Cyren who was being weirdly mopey. Teenage hormones maybe, he didn't know, didn't care- it wasn't his business as long as the Hellhound was safe.

If she should become endangered- then it would become his and Marlee's business. “Besides the students know they’d get away with making those comments, you wouldn’t lose your temper or even give them a detention just because of a comment.” He's amused by this, as is evident by his cheerful tone. "Yeah, I'm getting too soft and everyone knows it. I think Henderson has the reputation of being the biggest stickler as far as staff goes now." He sighs, in mock remorse before answering her question. "Well, it was actually pretty good. Everyone's really psyched about the dance this Friday and has been really good. It's really nice to see them in such good spirits. I mean- shit you guys are just kids. This is your last year here. It should be spent having fun and getting ready to go onto your next adventures. Not cowering in fear because things are getting bad with the rebellion and the Supernatural Community." There's a note of genuine anger at this. Dan wants to see the senior class having fun. Not discussing in hushed voices if they'd be joining the human realm, staying in the community or going to fight for the community. He hated seeing the frightened faces of freshmen, and most of all he despised the rebellion for trying to get Thomas to use Marlee as a pawn. That was unforgivable to the vampire.

Sighing in a somewhat deflated tone Daniel added, "I mean- I guess all of this fear and uncertainty is part of growing up. In a few months the school won't be able to protect you guys. Some of you are going to get drawn into this fight, and I just wish that you guys didn't have to start picking sides now. Call me an old fool." His voice is scarcely more than a mutter. Dan's quiet before a heavy sigh leaves his lips. "Sorry, this isn't exactly a cheerful topic is it?" There he is, spewing off his rant about the Rebellion. And while Thomas had hurt Marlee- that was still her father, Rebellion or not. This was probably a hard, depressing subject for her to talk about. And the last thing Dan wanted to do was depress her more. Life would do that well enough- it was his job to be there and cheer her up. Pick Marlee's spirits back up when she needed it. To the best of his abilities anyway. "Oh! I forgot to mention this, I think you'll be pleased. Not only will I be keeping an eye on the Hamish situation- but Finn promised he would too. The minute he slips up Finn or I will hopefully be able to witness it and punish him as harshly as this school allows." Dan informed her, hoping that would maybe take a weight off Marlee's shoulders. One less thing to worry about.

(Sorry my post isn't as good as it usually is.)

Finn Huxley | Basilisk


"Thank you. For listening and stuff. Most people would probably run the other direction. And... We're good right?" Cyren asked him and he couldn’t stop the smile that spread across his face, “You’d need to do a lot more to make me run in the other direction. And yes, we’re good.” He assured her as he felt she needed that, she needed to know that he wasn’t going to run in the opposite direction of her. He felt so much better now that they had talked things through between them, it was a weight lifted off of his shoulders and things weren’t tense between them now which he never wanted to go through again as he hated it.

Cyren meant way too much to him for there to even be the slightest tension between them, “I’ll always be here for you. If you want to talk about anything or just to hang out,” He promised her as he would always be there for her and he’d always make time for her, no matter what was going on in his life or at the school.

He agreed that they might as well use the remaining time to work on Cyren’s control, so he gave her some instructions and stood back so he could watch her control her flame. She was doing well until one flame engulfed her arm, but before that happened she had been doing really well and it was progress for her. She was controlling the flame in her palm for slightly longer periods of time every time that they had a session, she had already come so far since the first extra session they had together and he was constantly growing more proud of her with every lesson they shared together.

He encouraged her so she wouldn’t grow upset or disappointed in herself when the flame reached along her arm, she was doing so well and he was always going to tell her that because it was the truth and it seemed to help her. He remembered when he was learning how to control himself, every time someone told him how well he was doing it made him feel wonderful and that caused him to push himself as he wanted to prove to himself that he could control himself without even needing to think about it.

Once time was up Finn agreed to walk Cyren back to her temporary dorm as they’d be going in the same direction, he caught up to her and started walking through the empty silent hallways of the old school. Their footsteps echoing off the walls and the high ceilings, when she asked for his attention he eagerly gave it over to her. "I'm sorry. For throwing a tantrum about this. And for... Well this situation. I really don't mean to complicate your first year." Cyren explained to him even though she didn’t need to, "I know you probably just wanted to teach kids English and not be dragged into… This." She continued to speak but she had stopped walking, he paused in the hallway and looked back at the Hellhound. “Just stop Cyren, you aren’t dragging me into anything and you aren’t complicating my first year here. All you’re doing is making my first year here better than what I had expected,” He was being completely honest with her, like he always is with her as that is what she deserved from everyone.

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Marlee Hudson | Fairy


“You don’t need to worry about me, nothing is going to happen.” Marlee spoke softly to him as she tried to reassure them both that nothing would happen to her again, although she wasn’t sure how true that was. Her father came for her once and he had a reason which she still didn’t know, so she was waiting for him to try again but she was getting stronger with her magic. So she was hoping that would be enough to keep him away, although she wasn’t certain about that because her father was stronger than what she was. He has used his magic longer then she has and he just knew more than she did, but she pushed that thought out of her head as this wasn’t the time to think about that. She wanted to enjoy her time with Daniel while it lasted, because there would be a time where he’d need to leave or she would be allowed to go back to her own dorm with Cyren and then she wouldn’t get to spend time like this with him.

Daniel didn’t need to promise her that he wouldn’t bite her or harm her, she knew that he wouldn’t because she trusted him completely. She wasn’t scared of being around him when he was hungry, he has been a vampire for a very long time and has gone through more than she could ever imagine. He has controlled himself for a really long time so she wasn’t fearful of him losing control with her, she snuggled more into his side and smiled when he pressed a kiss to her temple. "Well, it was actually pretty good. Everyone's really psyched about the dance this Friday and has been really good. It's really nice to see them in such good spirits. I mean- shit you guys are just kids. This is your last year here. It should be spent having fun and getting ready to go onto your next adventures. Not cowering in fear because things are getting bad with the rebellion and the Supernatural Community." Daniel ranted and she just listened to him, his voice changed as a little anger came through as he was getting worked up over everything that was happening.

Marlee reached her hand up and lightly brushed her fingers over his cheek, his facial hair tickling her soft skin but she liked the sensation. “We will have fun, Dan. All of this will settle down at some stage and we can have fun then,” Looking at him, she did believe that. The Rebellion may be strong and growing in forces, but they couldn’t constantly be doing something so there will be times when things get quiet and the students can have fun in those times. “Besides we have protection here, we’ll be fine.” The Professor’s wouldn’t allow for anything else to happen to the school or the students there, she now knew not to trust her father after what he did which was upsetting for her but she had put the entire school at risk because she still trusted him even after he left to join the Rebellion. She just saw the good in everyone, she believed that everyone had good in their heart and she trusted too easily. But now she was learning that not everyone deserved to have her trust.

She continued to listen as he ranted and it was something he obviously needed to get off his chest so she allowed him to, “It’s fine. I feel the same way about them as you do, but we can’t do anything about them. And you’re my old fool,” The Rebellion would be stopped but that would take time, they needed to have an army themselves of people who were willing to fight to save the supernatural communities that they all belonged to. A war was brewing, everyone knew that and they could feel it growing stronger and nearer. They would just need to be prepared for when the battle came, they needed to be smart and strong and loyal above anything else. Then Dan moved onto a topic that pleased him, she smiled when he told him that Finn would be helping him with Hamish. She was pleased about it as Hamish couldn’t keep treating her like this, “Just don’t let Cyren know about this. She’ll volunteer to help you two out and that’s the last thing I want to happen, but thank you.” Smiling Marlee closed the gap between them, she kissed his cool lips as she really couldn’t get enough of his lips. She wanted to feel his lips on every inch of her body, however she shook that thought from her head before she got carried away with herself.