1x1 with x_fire

OOC:: No worries, me too

BIC:
Demitri fidgited, bored.
"We should do something" He said, shifting a bit on the bed and yawning exaggeratedly. The vampire could never be content just sitting around. He stood up, ignoring the pain in his chest and upper body and walked over to his closet, pulling on a long sleeved shirt.
"Does it cover?" He asked, meaning the injuries. You could see the tip of a bandage on his neck, but besides that, he looked the same.

"Like what?" Kristen asked. "I've got a bum arm, and you have gaping gashes all along your chest." she said, sighing deeply. Kristen shook her head, the vampire really was restless. "Yes, it covers..." she mumbled, rubbing her face tiredly. She forced herself to sit up, moaning as her head throbbed.

"You don't have to come love. I was just gonna go get some more blood from Coach" Demitri said, wincing as she groaned. That made him sad, he didn't want her to be sick or stain herself on his account.
"I'll be back in like ten minutes, max. I promise" He said, disappearing out the door. He walked agily down the hall, although much, much slower then normal.

OOC: Demitri Laura altercation?
care to play laura?

{{Oooh that might be fun...Can't do preppy that well though, just to let ya know xD}}

OOC:: Not to worried about that, I just thought it would spice the RP up, we've gone like two pages without any drama.

{{Oh wow really? xD Alrighty then, here goes nothing.}}

Tossing her head to the side, Laura attempted to move her hair from her face. She'd have to go to the bathroom again. It just wouldn't sit right today. Sighing, Laura muttered something to her friend before leaving the small group.

Heading back from the bathroom, Laura's eyes darted around. She smiled wickedly, nocting someone she actually wanted to talk to. She made her way towards him effortlessly. She tilted her head slightly, seeing that he wasn't as agaile as always. "Demitri...what's wrong?" she asked, her voice bubbily but concerned. "Was it that Kristen girl? You know how danergous shifters are. And un-trustworthy..." She said, folding her arms over her chest.

Demitri glanced up, looking at Laura, startled. Damn, he should've known she'd be here.
He sighed and closed his eyes, counting to ten.
"No it wasn't Kristen, as if a shifter would be any match for a vampire anyway" He mumbled under his breath, already bored with this conversation. He sighed and rubbed a hand through his hair, "It's nothing" He grumbled, joy, now she'd follow him around all day, as if he were some fragile doll or something.
"Look Laura, I really have to go see the Coach" He said attempting to slide past her.

Laura sighed, still smiling and shaking her head. "Demitri, why are you trying to push me away? Afraid you'll hurt Kristen?" she asked, stepping back as he tried to walk past her. "Well guess what, she obviously doesn't care about hurting you." Laura tossed her hair back again, resting her chin on a hand. "Now what kind of girfriend is that? One that goes around with other guys while her own is hurt." Her eyes flickered to the redish and white bandaged that stuck out from the vampire's shirt.

"Other guys?" Demitri asked, pausing, a confused look crossing his face. He had no idea what Laura was talking about. He began to feel a mild panicking sensation in his chest, which stressed him out, but he tried to ignore it. Kristen wouldn't hurt him like that, would she? No, she knew what it would do to him. He took a deep breath, "These are nothing, just an issue with an old rival" He said, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly, though it hurt like hell.

Laura tried not to smirk. She took a deep breath, covering her mouth. "I care about you Demitri, honestly I do." She said sweetly. "And it just pains me to see you like this. I mean, it's just terrible. A good girlfriend would have been at your side." she said, smiling kindly. "Not off flirting with someone else..." Laura said, sighing. "I saw her myself. She was in the cafeteria, having lunch with some total stranger. They were talking and laughing like old friends. I've never seen her smiling like that before..." She said quietly, her eyes falling slightly.

Demitri breathed a small sigh of relief. Laura was talking about Simon, that had to be it.
"Oh that, I know about that. They're just old friends" He said, trying to sound casual, although he still wanted to rip the other shifter's head off. He sighed, "I know Laura, but really, we've been down this road, You're not my type" He said, sighing exasperatedly.

"Simon?" Laura asked. "That new shifter? Didn't look like him..." she said, inspecting her fingernails before running the hand through her hair. That was a bit of a lie, but she was pretty good a making it sound convising. She pulled her head back up, smiling at him. "People can change, Demitri. But not people like Kristen..." she said quietly, taking a few steps closer to him. "They stay the way they are. And don't care what others think about them. She won't ever change Demitri. Not even for you."

Demitri winced, but sighed. He wasn't sure what to believe anymore. He knew Laura was a skilled liar, but he just couldn't be sure. He let out another sigh, "I really need to see the Coach" He said half-heartedly. He also felt an overwhelming urge to hit something, to put his fist through an iron wall and smile as it crumpled. He glanced down at the cat hybrid in front of him.
"Excuse me" He mumbled, trying to push past her again.

"I'm here for you." Laura said, stepping away to let him pass. She had seen him wince, and for now that would be enough. She turned to watch him leave, a sadistic smile on her face. Everything else would fall into place on it's own now.

{{meep, that's all I got. And I have to go for the night. Ciao.}}

OOC:; Alright, I'll give you an update on the other RP if we take it to far again, it'll probably just be the art show, so you won't get super left behind.

BIC:
Demitri sighed and walked half-heartedly towards the office. He didn't even say anything to the coach, just got four more bottles and disappeared. He went straight to the gym equpiment, ignoring the pain in his chest, he began to work out. This was the only way he could challange his anger, his emotions right now, he was a very physical person/

{{I managed to catch up on reading, now it's just a matter of joining in again xD}}


Alayna stirred in her sleep. She blinked once before taking a deep breath. How long had she been sleeping? Rubbing her tired face, Alayna sat up from Keith slowly. Covering her mouth with a yawn, Alayna's eyes scanned the dorm before falling back on Keith. She smiled lightly. "Hiya.."


Tapping her cast periodically, Kristen looked over at the digital clock. He'd said ten minutes....she was just being paranoid, there was no reason for him to be in any trouble. He probably got snagged at the gym by one of his friends. Accepting this theroy, Kristen sat up from the bed slowly. She needed a shower, badly. Standing up proved a little difficult, but she managed. Leaving the dorm room unlocked, Kristen headed back to her room, assuming Keith and Alayna were there. "Maybe I should switch with Alayna.." she muttered knocking once on her door before opening it.

"Hey" Keith said grinning and glancing up as Kristen came in.
"Hey? Where's Demitri?" He asked, smiling at her. He had figured the vampire would be huddling close to Kristen right now.

Demitri lay on the weight machine, blood coated it, his. "Damn" He grumbled under his breath, standing up and nearly passing out. Sighing he walked into the coach's office.
"Hey, will you wrap these for me?" He asked softly, looking akward. The Coach nodded and stood, helping his injured star ouf of his shirt and beginining to clean and bandage the wounds. "Thanks" Demitri said, getting his soccer jersey from the cabinet and sliding it on.

Alayna frowned, rubbing her eyes again as Kristen came into the room. The shifter smiled at Keith and Alayna before answering. "Hey went to Coach for more blood." she answered. "I firugre I've got time for a shower before he get's back." Kristen said, smiling slightly.

Alayna winced. "Don't get the cast wet..." she mumbled as Kristen searched in her closet for clean clothes. Kristen chuckled, shaking her head; Alayna would never cease to amuse her.
"I won't." She said, rolling her eyes and walking into the bathroom. Moments later, Alayna heard the water running.

"Have I been out long?" she asked, turning to look at Keith.

"No, only about an hour" Keith siad to Alayna, smiling. He flicked off the TV, "Oh? Is he out already?" He rolled his eyes, that vampire was going to be a problem. He shifted, sitting up a little straighter so that Alayna was now resting more on his stomach then his shoulder.
"Oops, sorry" He said grinning.

Demitri thanked the Coach and headed back to his own room. He was still bleeding, and felt ridiculously ill, but what else was he going to do. Wincing he opened the door and flopped down on the bed. Sighing, he closed his eyes, blood staining the bed sheets around him.

"Hour's not too bad..." Alayna muttered, sitting up completely to wake herself up better. She watched the T.v. for a moment when Keith turned it on before hearing a knock on the door. Alayna frowned. "Who on earth...?" she asked, slidding from the bed as Kristen walked out of the bathroom, fully dressed in jeans and a loose tank top. Her hair was half held in a white towel; she'd been in the middle of drying it.

"Who is it?" Kristen asked, knowing very well that Demitri wouldn't knock. Alayna shrugged before opening the door. Alayna's face turned from one of confusion to surprise. The boy she was now staring at was as banged up and beaten as Kristen, and she found herself knowing exactly who it was. "Simon." Alayna called over her shoulder before stepping out of Kristen's way.

Simon gave a small wave with his good hand before his eyes fell on Kristen. The girl took a deep breath, trying not to growl. "This had better be good." she muttered, tossing her towel to the bed and walking over to Simon, who then muttered something quietly to her.

Alayna half listened as she walked back over to Keith and sat next to him, looking out the window. She heard blurbs of the conversation; Kristen saying "It's a highschool! What did you expect?" then Simon muttering too quiet for her to hear, then Kristen "No, if Demitri finds you up here-" then Simone cutting her off, then Kristen sighing. "Laura can say whatever she wants! I know the truth, and so does he....no, Donny's just a big mouth. Listen, stick around Lisa, she can help you a little more than I can." With that, Simon left and Kristen half slammed the door.

Keith looked up in suprise as someone knocked on the door. He winced as Simon came in, his eyes narrowing. He watched the exchange, frowning. Something didn't sound right. He winced, Demitri would flip if he found out Simon had been here, speaking of Demitri, it had been awhile since he had gone to get blood. He sucked in a breath, starting to get worried.

Demitri's ears perked as he heard his name, Kristen and a male, Simon? Were talking. He sat up, ignoring the blood and the pain. A low growl slipping from him. His hands curled into fists, not overly impressed at the moment. After everything Laura had told him, this was really the last thing the stressed vampire needed.

Alayna forced herself to take a deep breath and count to ten before saying anything. "What did he want?" she asked quietly, trying to sound casual.

Kristen shook her head, walking back into the bathroom to grab a brush before pacing in front of the window as she ran it through her hair. "It's been a while since he's actually gone to school, and he's not used to it." Kristen muttered, wincing as she tried to move her casted arm once again forgetting that it was useless.

Alayna frowned, looking at the door before back at Kristen. "Something about that Laura girl again?" she said, tiliting her head slightly. Kristen just nodded.

"How long ago did Demitri go to get blood?" Keith asked, he was getting even more concerned. He sighed and glanced at Kristen.
"Are you alright?" He asked, he didn't know if being around Simon was difficult right now.

Demitri sighed and lay back on the bed, if he had more energy he'd leave, but he was so exahusted right now. He sighed and pulled his jersy over his head, he didn't want to ruin it, but it was pretty much already ruined. Growling he tossed it across the room, aggrivated beyond belief.

Kristen looked over at the digital clock. She sighed. "He should have been back by now..." she muttered, putting the dress down. "I'm alright. It's just Laura. She's really getting under my skin..."

Alayna looked from Keith and Kristen. "Well...that's kind of her point isn't it?" she asked. Kristen shook her head.
"No, she wants me out of the picture completely. And she's pulling Simon into it since he's new and doesn't know any better."
"I'm new..." Alayna said quietly.
Kristen rolled her eyes. "You hardly leave the dorms. And you're 'human' remember?" Kristen said sighing.
Alayna nodded sadly. Kristen had a good point. "Was Demitri going back to his room, or was he going to come here?" she asked.

Keith sighed, "Knowing Demitri, he got held up in the gym or something" He said with a shrug, shaking his head a bit. He was getting a bit worried, you never knew what to expect with Demitri though, he was a bit of a dork that way.

Demitri groaned, dragging himself off of the bed, he pulled on a black long sleeved shirt. He knew it was better to hide his injuries right now, particularly if the others found out how he had blown off his anger. He stood up, walking down the hall and knocking once on Keith and Kristen's door before slipping inside.
"Hey" He said in a bored voice.