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supernatural boarding school~

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sorry guys it's a private roleplay for InAllRetrospect and I. :')
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so I don't forget the plot line and my characters I shall repost them here haha

There’s a boarding school where all students, staff and faculty are supernatural beings. Dormitories are separated based on kind. Despite efforts of administration and faculty to make the school harmonious, there are tensions between kinds (e.g. vampires vs werewolves) and even between families within supernatural groups (e.g. vampire vs vampire). If that’s not complicated enough, there are halflings who are caught in the middle of all those tensions at once.

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Rowan Smith - she's a Demon

Castiel Simpson - shapeshifter

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Tiffany flicked her finger as the unruly strand of hair made it’s way back into place and she took a closer look at her reflection in the mirror. He pores were huge, shame that no magical power could change that. With a quick swipe of lipstick she picked up her bookbag as she kicked the end of her roomates bed, “Nicole, get up you have ten minutes before class,” she said as Nicole grumbled. With a roll of her eyes, she flicked her wrist and the covers shot back off the bed. It really was a shame that she was stuck in a school full of imbecile werewolves, demons and vampires who didn’t have nearly the amount of power she possessed in a single pinkie. She opened the door and began to walk down the hallway, her heels clicking against the stones of the ground. A bitch she’d been called before but she took that in her stride, either way her name was still circulating around the school. ~~~ Daryl turned his nose up at the empty bloodbag infront of him. Well that had not been satisfying in the least but the human donors were away on a week’s holiday and he wouldn’t touch another supernatural being in this building. Although a witch’s blood may enhance his powers further … The thought of the red liquid made his fangs begin to appear but he shook his head as he heard the clear ringing of a bell. Shit, first period was just about to begin and he was late already. Professor Neptune would kill him, with a slight growl he picked up his bookbag and began to run at lightning speed through the hallways, his body a mere blur to everyone else. One of the powers of being a demon of the night was that he could run at superspeed and he could also read minds, the downside was that he had to live off blood for the rest of his life.

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Rowan waited until the last possible minute before leaving her room, she had no care or interest for class. A perk of having your humanity stripping from you. Before leaving she slipped her feet into a pair of black leather doc martens and let her long hair down from its high ponytail. The tips hitting the lace of her dress that had a low cut back. As she made her way to class she made no effort to be there on time, not bothering to use her increased speed like some of the low life creatures did in the school. Compared to the rest of them, there seemed to be no downside for her being a demon. Others may say that losing your humanity is a major loss but Rowan didn't care about that in the slightest. She walked in through the doors of Professor Neptunes class once it had already started, she completely disregarded the teacher and sat herself down at the back of the class. Pushing her chair back and not taking out any books, allowing her eyes to cover in complete darkness. It didn't hold any significant power, but it was a signature sign of a demon and was one of the easiest ways to define them. Plus, it could be bloody terrifying.

Castiel was always a keen student to learn and grow as a person. Since his parents died at a young age, he had gotten very little guidance on how to control his changes. However, at the age of eight the headmaster of the school found him lurking in the dustbins as a tiger cub and he kindly took him in. Raising him within the school walls and once he became old enough, Castiel got the chance to attend classes free of charge. He was extremely thankful and grateful for the opportunity given to him, which is why people like Rowan who didn't care about education annoyed him. Those that disrespect what they have don't belong at this school, Castiel thought to himself.

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Tiffany walked into the class and took a seat, crossing one tanned leg over the other as she pulled her notebook out from her bag along with a pen. She wasn’t exactly a conscientious student but she did enjoy Neptune’s classes. Plus anything that may further her powers was always a bonus. She also brought out her glasses case and slipped the thick rimmed spectacles upon her nose. All the powers in the world couldn’t rid her of bad eyesight and large pores, so she had to wear these stupid things. Contacts irritated her eyes so they were really the only option for her. She bit the top of her pen lightly as she watched Professor Neptune at the front of the class, waiting for him to start the lesson. ~~~ Daryl made it just in time and he plopped himself into a seat beside Tiffany, one of the witch bitches as he liked to call them. “Hey Tiff, the 1950’s called … they want their glasses back,” he said with a laugh before all of a sudden he vrushed off his seat. He always forgot how powerful she was. Just a simple flick of her finger and he was halfway across the classroom. As he got to his feet, a low growl started in the bottom of his throat, “Mr Thomson please,” the Professor said with a sigh as he narrowed his eyes before moving them back to Tiffany. “Miss Frolouse, please refrain from throwing classmates across the classroom, no matter how annoying,” he told her and Daryl could see the little smirk on her face. Oh she was going to pay for that later on.

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Rowan rolled her eyes at the childish pair in front of her, she leant against her desk, "Daryl, I didn't realise you let your prey play with you. Thought it worked the other way?" she smirked a tad, leaning back in her seat. Having such a range of powers like Rowan did, most tended not to bother with her. It was fair to say Rowan had very few friends, and got in way too much trouble with the school and authorities. Her eyes redirected on Professor Neptune tilting her head slightly to the side, remembering the time she possessed the teachers body and made him twerk in front of the class. One of the many things that had lead to her getting a detention.

Castiel turned to look at what Tiffany did, he frowned a little, "stop mocking around" he muttered faintly, but his eyes scanned across the pair of them and he turned back to the Professor. Castiel tried to avoid confrontation as much as possible because he was a bit like the hulk, if he lost his temper he could uncontrollably turn. It was one of his main areas of focus but he struggled to find someone to distract himself from the anger that raged within him.

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Tiffany heard a mutter behind her back and turned to look behind her to see the weird kid, Castiel sitting behind her. But as soon as she turned around he adverted his eyes to the front of the classroom. His power was a weird one, a shapeshifter. She could feel it radiating from here and it almost pulsated off him. The stories she’d heard about him were quite worrying with his constant turns, almost as if he couldn’t control them. He appeared to have no friends but was very adamant about his education. If anything he was almost as in tune with classes as she was. With one last suspicious look, she turned back around in her seat. However she found that she could no longer concentrate and she tapped her pen against her notepad. Something about the way he muttered just bugged her to no end and she couldn’t place her finger on why. ~ ~ ~ Daryl heard Castiel mutter something incoherent but chose to ignore it. Instead he placed his attention upon Rowan sitting up at the back of the classroom. “I don’t know if they tell you soulsuckers this, but classmates are friends not food. But then again … they’re neither to you, right?” he asked her, a wicked grin forming across his lips. Rowan was a hell of a lot more powerful than anybody else here but he figured he was safe. He was already a child of the night, there was nothing more she could take from him so he didn’t fear her like the others. Currently she had her resting bitch face on, the one which consisted of her full black pupils. It was so creepy if she stared directly at you, but if you looked away from the eyes it was fine. It also explained as to why she was sitting up the back of the class by herself.

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