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The Beginning
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Dameon shakes his head but makes no move to look back at him. “Whatever your beliefs, Sullivan. Keep them to yourself.” He says gruffly.
“You know, just because you said that- I’m not going to do it!” Riley laughed lightly, shaking his head a bit. “I’ll get you to believe one day, I just know it!”
“You’re really something else, Kid.” He sighs, shaking his head and moving away from him.
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“Cool. I know of a pretty good coffee shop down the road.” Lily leans down to grab her bag and puts it on her shoulder.
“Well, let me put this cart away,” Logan nodded to his now empty cart, “Then you can lead the way. My treat, too.” He smiled at her lightly, nodding a bit.
“Alright. I’ll wait by the counter.”Lily smiles, blushing a bit.
A blonde wolf lays hidden in some brush, her fur blending in with the fallen autumn leaves and the browning foliage. Having spent years moving place to place the female usually tried to find places like this to rest, preferring to stay in wolf form as much as possible to avoid being detected by hunters.
Even then, Elly knew she didn't have long before she needed to hunt and move on. She couldn't afford to get caught on another packs land or to be found out in general.
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“I’m glad you agree.” She smiles a bit, placing the book on the shelf. Lily hesitates after a moment, “So if you’re not busy would you like to have some coffee with me?” She asks shyly.
“Glad I do too.” Logan mused lightly as he put up his last book before turning to face her. He gave her a soft smile and a nod. “I would love to, yeah. Not too busy; it sounds fun.” He assured, smiling at her.
"Cool. I know of a pretty good coffee shop down the road." Lily leans down to grab her bag and puts it on her shoulder.
The Beginning
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Daemon shakes his head, “No, I don’t. Fate is something children and old women believe in. ” He continues walking towards the dorms.
“I believe.” Riley shook his head a bit as he followed him, smiling lightly. “In fate. It works in mysterious ways, you know, but it’s not something you can avoid. No matter how hard we try to. It will always find a way to reach you.” He mused softly, looking at him.
Dameon shakes his head but makes no move to look back at him. "Whatever your beliefs, Sullivan. Keep them to yourself." He says gruffly.
Logan needed a rest. A break away from Cresswell. Away from all the fights that seemed to go on twenty-four-seven. Seriously, Cresswell students had a bad problem- they couldn’t keep in their anger. The talked with their fists, not their mouths like civil people. Logan hated it.
He hated Cresswell. Wasn’t meant for that school. Logan was raised to be a Guild student, but somehow he got mixed up in some kind of fire. His application went to the rival school of his dream. And soon after, his nightmare that became his life started.
So he often went into the town when he needed to get away. He was almost always there, really. The townspeople knew him well. Seeing them always made him happy, and he always took the time to help them. To put his energy into something good, not evil.
Currently he was walking around the local bookstore. The sweet old lady that owned the store let him help stock up, put books away. It was relaxing. Somewhere quiet, surrounded by all kinds of stories. He enjoyed it, loved it really.
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Lily sat in the corner of the book store, reading a recent purchase. Her back leaning against of of the only walls that weren’t adorn with ceiling high bookshelves. Feeling someone nearing she looks up from the book and spots the tall male. Nodding in greeting, she smiles a bit before pulling her legs out of the walk way. “Sorry.” She apologizes quietly.
Logan glanced down when he heard a girl’s voice. “Oh,” he smiled lightly and shook his head. “It’s alright. Don’t mind me, yeah?” Turning to the books on his cart, he started to place them where they belonged. For a moment, he let his eyes wonder back to girl before looking away quickly. She looked familiar, and that alone told him to keep quiet. Others often weren’t happen to meet a Cresswell, and he didn’t want to cause any trouble.
Lily looks at the male from the corner of her eye, he suddenly seemed on edge. “How long have you worked here?” she asks, quietly, her eyes flitting uo to his face.
“Oh.” Logan laughed lightly, shaking his head. “I don’t actually work here? Think of it as volunteering.” He smiled lightly, looking back to her. “I needed a break, and the owner lets me help out on occasional. Wish I worked here for real, though.”
“Well why don’t you?” She asks, curious, closing the book she was reading and giving him her full attention. A friendly smile played at her lips as she waited for his reply.
“It’s.. complicated.” Logan answered after a moment, shaking his head with a smile. “Let’s just say that school takes up a lot of my time. I’m lucky if I can get away to come here, really. It’s a miracle.” He laughed a bit.
Lily frowns, “I’m sorry to hear that. Though I understand to an extent, I’m really behind and should be playing catch up.” She chuckles a bit, shaking her head.
“Nah, it’s alright.” Logan waved his hand, laughing lightly before looking at her. “Oh, so you go to a very demanding school too? Sucks, doesn’t it? I’d be behind too if my teachers actually cared enough to give out work.” He snorted, shaking his head.
“I got pulled in midyear.” She chuckles, “It’s different than I’m used to, though your school sounds interesting. I absolutely detest busy work, it drives me crazy.” she smiles a bit.
“Oh that must suck.” Logan made a face, shaking his head as he laughed. “I would hate to come in the middle of the year.” He chuckled. “Oh just wait, sitting in a classroom with nothing to do and everyone acting like a bunch of wild animals- it’s horrible. I hate it.”
“Now that sounds like chaos, the instructors don’t try to control them?” She asks, curious, standing up so they could talk easier. “By the way, Care for some help with the books?” she asks, gesturing towards the cart.
“No. In fact, they start most of the chaos.” Logan shook his head, sighing. “Oh what I would do to transfer, seriously, you have no idea.” He laughed before glancing at his cart. “Oh yeah, I would love the help actually.” He looked at her and smiled softly.
Lily smiles, “Where would you transfer to if given the option?” she asks, taking a book off the cart and looking at the coding before putting it in its proper place.
Logan gathered a couple of the books, glancing at the spine before putting them in their place. “There’s this school across the street, it’s like the rival school. But it was my dream to go there when I was little. So, if I had the chance, I’d transfer there in a heartbeat.”
“Maybe one day you can.” She smiles, always the optimist. She smiles at Logan, “My name is Lily, by the way.” She chuckles, finally remembering her manners.
“One can only hope.” He smiled back lightly before laughing, turning to her. “Nice to meet you, Lily. I’m Logan.” He smiled at her, holding his hand out to her as he introduced himself.
Lily smiles, shaking his hand. “Pleasure is mine.” She chuckles, taking a few more books off the cart.
Logan smiled at her lightly and nodded, turning back to his books. “What about you? You heard me rant about my school. What’s yours like?” He glanced back and smiled at her. “This new school you go to now.”
“It’s alright, definitely still school. Like I said lots of busy work, but i went from home-schooled to private school, it’s a bit of a adjustment, but the people are nice.” Lily smiles, shrugging a bit.
“That people are nice? Already sounds like a dream school.” Logan laughed lightly before looking at her. “But that’s good too, of course. Sounds like you are adjusting well. Why the change though? From home schooling to a private school?” He asked, tilting his head.
Lily frowns, “To be honest, I have no clue. My parents decided we should move and enrolled me at my school.” She shrugs. “Better environment i guess.”
“Well, guess it’s good that you are here now.” Logan smiled lightly and nodded. “Otherwise we wouldn’t have met. That would have been a shame, right? You seem like a nice girl.”
Lily smiles, blushing a bit, “Yeah, at least there’s that. You’re a really cool guy, Logan. Don’t let the others bring you down.” She smiles, placing a book on the shelf.
Logan laughed lightly as he smiled at her. “Well, thank you Lily.” He mused softly, watching her for a moment before looking away to put a book on the shelf. “You’re not so bad yourself,” he teased, “and don’t you forget that too.” He turned back to her and smiled.
“Bad? There’s no such thing as bad.” She smiles, looking at him, “Only people who need guidance.”
“Really?” Logan looked at her surprised, but pleased, smiling softly. “I like that saying, don’t forget it.” He said after a moment. He really liked that saying. And if she somehow found out about him being a student of Cresswell, he hoped she would still think the same.
Lily smiles, blushing a bit, “I’m glad you like it.” she picks up the last book and looks at the cover of it. “Romeo and Juliet?” She chuckles, shaking her head at the tragic play.
Logan smiled at her before looking at the book, laughing lightly. “What, you don’t like it? It’s Shakespeare, a classic! Practically the creature to all tragic and horrible plays. The backbone to stories today.” He went on, chuckling to himself.
Lily shakes her head, “I wouldn’t kill myself because of my family disapproving. I’d still date the person, they were children who barely knew each other and killed themselves stupidly.”
“Well, duh.” Logan laughed, shaking his head a bit. “That much is obvious. We’re smarter than he was back then. Wouldn’t kill ourselves over family drama.” He shook his head again.
"I'm glad you agree." She smiles a bit, placing the book on the shelf. Lily hesitates after a moment, "So if you're not busy would you like to have some coffee with me?" She asks shyly.
The Beginning
Daemon knew to expect his new roommate to arrive today, and the lone wolf felt himself bristling a bit at the thought of having someone constantly around. He had already cleaned around the dorm room and prepared space for the new male’s stuff. At noon the tall male sat down on the couch and began eating some lunch he had prepped. A knocking interrupted the otherwise silence and he felt himself sigh before getting up and opening the door.
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Riley, an Irish transfer, was coming that day. New school, new people, new country. To say he was excited was an understatement. He couldn’t wait to meet everyone at Guild Academy. Start his studies as an irish-american spy.
His parents got an offer, one that they couldn’t refuse, so the decision to move to the states was a fairly easy one. Even for the Irish puppy, he wasn’t too upset. He had to get away from Ireland, bad memories from bad people. Or really, one person. But on the plus to the transfer, he was closing to his old childhood friend. Mika Lestrange. He couldn’t wait to see him again, surprise him. But first, to meet his room mate.
Riley followed the instructions on his timetable, looking at each room number till he found his. “There you are.” He sang out softly. Shoving the paper in his pocket with a wide smile, he knocked loudly on the door. Just waiting for the door to open was making him excited. He just couldn’t wait to meet him.
Daemon looked at the blonde as he opens the door, a brow raised in question. He notices the suitcases and nods, recognizing who this was and moves out of the way with awkward nod in greeting.
He had to admit the blonde was fairly attractive, but he vowed that he’d keep him as far from him as possible. The less he knew the better,it meant safety for his secret.
“Hi!” Riley greeted eagerly when the door opened, smiling up at the other boy. He wasn’t fazed by the awkward nod. He had enough cheerfulness for the both of them. “I’m Riley! Riley Sullivan. Your new roomie.” He grinned, holding out his hand as he gave him a once over. Now that he had introduced himself, he finally got the chance to look at the other. Not bad. Good genes. Riley could get used to seeing that every morning.
He looks at Riley’s outstretched hand and his not so subtle once over, he backs into the dorm further before introducing himself. “Daemon Nightlock.” He says, before turning around and walking inside, having left the Irishman to enter on his own. In a sense he felt a bit of regret for being so rude, but that was his defense mechanism. Make everyone pull away as quick as possible before they had a opportunity to even see into the chaos.
If Riley was fazed by his cold demeanor, he didn’t show it. He just continued to smile as he followed the other inside. “It’s nice to meet you, Daemon!” Really nice. He really couldn’t help himself admire his new room mate. Subtly, of course.
“So.” Riley paused to jump up on an untouched bed, looking up at him with his head tilted. He was curious, wanted to get to know the other. He wasn’t going to go away very easily. Oh no, Riley was stubborn. He was there to stay. “Any ground rules I should know about?” He smiled at him.
“Just keep your stuff cleaned up and stick to your side of the dorm.” He states, his British accent curbing a bit of the harshness to his tone.
He sits on his own bed and grabs his art pad and pencil. He continues the drawing from where he left off. Doing his best to ignore Riley, a feat difficult considering he was used to having his own space.
“I can do that,” Riley grinned widely. “Easy-peasy!” He noticed the hint of a British accent and smiled more. Happy to know he wasn’t the only non-American there.
Noticing that the boy’s mind shifted to something else, Riley used that time to unpack his things. He hummed as he worked, not being able to be in a silent room. He couldn’t be quiet for long, nor could he be still. He always had to be moving. And if he wasn’t talking, he was humming.
Daemon looks briefly over at Riley before shaking his head and concentrating on his artwork. The pencil strokes on the paper slowly transforming the blank paper into a woodland scene. Daemon bit his lip in concentration, lost in his world.
Riley glanced up at him and smiled as he went to say something. But he stopped when he noticed how concentrated he looked. He would hate to break that for anyone. So he stayed quiet, a shock for him but still bearable to do. Well, as quiet as he could. He continued to hum to himself, unpacking his things before he flopped his body down onto his bed.
Daemon finishes the drawing and looks at it. He makes a small face of general approval and closes the art pad.
He stands up from the bed and walks into his closet. The fact he felt the need to go change in the closet was strange to him. He hadn’t had to worry about privacy since he had left home in England.
Riley looked up when he heard movement, pouting at the other male. “No need to be shy, Daemon. Are you still in the closet?” He asked in a light tone, to show that he wasn’t making any accusations of him. “Nothing to be ashamed of. I’m sure your body is in great shape,” He winked playfully.
Daemon rolled his eyes, and walked out completely shirtless, “I’m not ashamed of anything.” he states firmly, glaring at the blonde. A long white scar marring the tanned flesh of his left side, stretching from his armpit and curving in a ugly line down to behind his left hip, in full view. His arms were covered in dark inked tattoos which further added to the tough, dark look he seemed to ooze.
Riley paused when the male walked out, letting his eyes rack over the body in front of him. Kinda hard to ignore it, and he wasn’t going to waste the opportunity to look. He was so entranced, he almost missed the scare. But he didn’t, tilting his head at him. “What happened there?” He asked innocently, taking a small step forward to him as he pointed to the spot on his skin.
“Nothing.” He says firmly, reaching back into the closet for a tank top. He moved further away from Riley, trying to keep the distance between them. He hadn’t planned on being half undressed when he spoke to the blonde but he couldn’t help but defend himself.
“Classes start tomorrow.” He says, changing the subject, “You’ll need to go to the library for your books.”
“Alright, touchy.” Riley mused playfully, laughing as he watched him. He let out a pout as he watched Daemon put on his shirt. “Oh you don’t have to get all dressed up for me! I liked what I saw.” He whined before letting out a sigh. “Right, classes, books. The boring stuff. Come with me? You know this place better then me, for obvious reasons.” Of course he could find his old friend Mika and ask him, but said friend didn’t know about Riley attending Guild now. He wanted to keep that a surprise.
Daemon nods, “Fine. I’m heading to the training room anyways.” He agrees after a moments hesitation. He grabs his gym bag and keys before walking towards the door. He motions for the blonde to follow, “You coming, Clover?” He asks, looking over his shoulder.
“Great! I’ll follow you then.” Riley jumped up with a wide smile, looking at him. “Oh, Clover? We’re giving each other nicknames now? How exciting.” He mused as he followed him to the door. “Course I’m coming, big boy. Lead the way.”
Daemon rolls his eyes and walks outside of their dorm. Immediately the people in the hall subconsciously start to give a wide spacing between him and themselves. He waits for Riley to exit, “Don’t forget your schedule.”
Riley followed him out with a light skip to his steps, laughing as he patted his back pocket. “Got it right here. You’re free to check for yourself if you if you don’t believe me, of course.” He offered with a light smirk, looking over at him.
“I’m god, thanks.” Daemon replies, closing the dorm door and locking it. He starts leading the way to the library. People looked at Riley with curiosity but none approached him.
“Shame.” Riley hummed, easily accepting his answer as he walked next to him. Teasing the boy was starting to become fun. Getting a rise out of him, watching his reactions. He was laughing on the inside. But on the outside, he was smiling and waving to those they passed. He was a friendly guy, after all.
Daemon groans in annoyance and leans against the wall. He found the blonde slightly infuriating and he found himself grumbling quietly while he waited for the puppy like blonde.
Riley smirked lightly to himself as he glanced back to the other male, finding him still there. He just met him, and he already enjoyed getting under his skin. It was hilarious to watch. Daemon obviously had some walls built up, and Riley wanted to break them down. If they were to be room mates, there needed to be a trust between them. He was determined to get it.
Daemon waits impatiently for the smaller male, considering just leaving him and letting him find his own way around. ‘He’ll have to eventually’ he thought to himself. But even still, for reasons unknown to him, he waited.
Riley talked with the librarian, making jokes to pass the time as he waited. He’d smile and laugh when she would, just happy to make someone laugh that day. Riley loved to make people happy. Seeing their eyes light up at even the tiniest thing. It was great. And another mission, to get a smile out of his big grump of a room mate.
Daemon sighs, slowly growing impatient. He wasn’t used to having other people rely on him, and it made the dark haired male uncomfortable. Sure he was used to clients needing his protection but even then it usually wasn’t for long nor was it the same as having this blonde puppy for a roommate.
Riley sneaked a small glance to the other male and smiled to himself. He looked a little antsy, like he wasn’t used to waiting on others. It amused him, seeing the other out of his comfort zone. They only just met and Riley really enjoyed giving him a hard time, it was fun. “Thank you.” Riley turned to the librarian and smiled at her. They had arranged for his books to be sent to the dorm. So he wouldn’t have to carry them all. “Appreciate it!” He grinned lightly before making his way back to Daemon.
Seeing Riley return, Daemon grabs his duffel once again and begins walking to the training room, knowing the smaller male will catch up rather quickly. Easily moving through the people in the hallway, most moving clear out of his way. Not once had Daemon ever had to raise his voice let alone his fists to any of the Guild students, but it wasn’t exactly un-rumored that the dark haired teen was a deadly foe to gain.
Riley turned back to wave to the librarian before running after Daemon. “Whoa there, big boy, what’s the rush?” Riley asked with laugh once he caught up to him. If he noticed how everyone stood out of his way, he didn’t show it. He could tell that there was something about the other male, something that made others cautious. Sue him for being curious.
Daemon doesn’t respond, but rather kept walking until they had reached the training room. He opened the door and walks inside, nodding in greeting to the trainer and holds the door open for the blonde to walk through.
Riley playfully made a face at the lack of a responds, but smiled anyways as he followed the other male. “Why thank you, kind sir.” He mused with a playful bow to Daemon as he held the door. He smiled at him before walking into the training room, taking it all in as he looked around.
Daemon instinctively pulls off his shirt and tosses it and his duffel bag onto a bench. he walks over to a spot on the mats and starts to warm up. Stretching some before doing some sit ups and push ups.
Riley turned to look at him and paused, watching him closely. Instinctly, he licked his lips as he gazed at the boy- no, man. Only to snap out of it when a trainer walked over to introduce himself. Riley smiled at the adult as he put his focus onto him.
Daemon begins his work out, feeling the familiar burn of his muscles waking up as they are stretched and moved. This is when he felt the most relaxed, when he was working out. It was one of the few things he could control in his life. Standing up he wipes some sweat from his brow and finds himself looking out for Riley, spotting him chatting with the trainer.
Riley glanced back when he felt eyes on him, smiling when he saw Daemon looking at him. He winked at him before looking back to the trainer with a wide smile. Honestly that view was amazing, but he didn’t want to seem rude on his first day. So he had practically forced himself to look away. Be sensible, Riles. Not everyone enjoys being stared at.
Daemon moves to the pull ups bar and grabs onto it. after a couple seconds he lifts his knees and lowers them once again, leaving them bent before repeating. making sure he breathed with the movements to help him focus.
Riley excused himself from the trainer, saying his goodbyes before walking over to Daemon. He stayed quiet as he watched, smiling. After a moment, he finally spoke. “So I have a work out junkie as a room mate? Nice. Not complaining at all. Feel free to work out in our room at anytime.” He mused lightly and smiled.
Daemon drops down from the bar and shakes his head at Riley’s comment and walks back towards his duffel, pulling out a water bottle and drinking some of it.
“Oh come on!” Riley pouted at him. “We’re living together now, must as well try to be friends- right? No need to give me the silent treatment. I’m going to know all your secret habits soon enough.” He smirked lightly.
Daemon looks at Riley, “It’s not a silent treatment.” He says, pulling his shirt back on. “And if youre smart you’ll stay as far away as possible.” he finishes pulling the zipper closed swiftly.
“You have been silent since we met- ergo silent treatment.” Riley shook his head before laughing. “How can I be far away as possible when we share a room? Here’s a hint; it’s not possibly buddy.” He grinned lightly. “So get used to it, you’re stuck with me hotshot.”
“Fine, It’s not exclusive to you, better?” He asks, clearly done with the subject. He grabs his bag and starts walking towards the exit.
“Hey, I got you talking, so, yeah! Much better!” Riley smiled as he quickly walked after him, trying to dodging the other students training. “Why are you such a grump, anyways?” He pouted after him.
Daemon rolls his eyes, “I dont like people.” He states simply. walking swiftly through the halls back towards their dorm.
Riley quickly followed her and frowned a bit, shaking his head. “Obviously you haven’t met the right people then! Because I’m a delight. Give it time, you’ll come to enjoy my presence.” He hummed lightly and smiled
Daemon finds himself chuckling a bit, his roommate was definitely persistent. He had to give him props.
“Ha!” Riley yelled out, grinning as he looked at him. “I got a chuckle out of you! See? Already warming up to me. Told you so.” He mused with a smirk, turning so he could be walking backwards. He smiled widely at Daemon as he walked infront of him, facing him.
Daemon rolls his eyes, “Don’t count on it, blondie.” He says, still walking. suddenly grabbing Riley’s wrist and yanking him towards his chest, just in time for a group of first years to come whizzing past. “Watch your surroundings, yeah?” He growls, releasing him.
“Too late, already am!” Riley grinned as he continued to walk backwards. He gasped when the other grabbed his wrist and pulled on him. Stumbling forward, he reached out and rested his hand on his chest as he fell into it, letting out a soft laugh. “Why should I when I have you as my knight in shining armor?” He looked up at him and grinned.
Daemon rolls his eyes and backs away from Riley, putting distance between them. “I’m not going to protect you from first years, the next time youre on your own.”
Riley pouted as he took a step back, then laughed lightly. “No way, I don’t believe it.” He shook his head, smiling. “I can see it now, you saving me whenever I get in trouble. My personal knight. I like it!” He grinned widely.
“And when you realize I’m serious, I expect no whining.” Daemon replies, rolling his eyes with a sarcastic smile as he walks around Riley.
“Please.” Riley snorted with a roll of his eyes, grinning as he turned his body to follow him. “You’ll be the one whining when you realize that I’m the one who is right!” He laughed lightly. “I’m always right, love.”
Daemon shakes his head, “In your dreams, blondie.” he says firmly, “On second thought, not even then.”
Riley let out a playful gasp as he looked at him. “How do you know what’s going on in my dreams? Dreaming about me already, Daemon?” He mused lightly with a smirk. “Can’t say that I blame you.”
Daemon sighs, trying to think of a way to ditch him. Having someone so eagerly tagging a long and talking to him was uncomfortable.
Riley smirked lightly to himself as he shook his head a bit. “Anyways!” He turned to him and smiled softly. “Why don’t you show poor ol’ new guy around, huh? So I wont have to keep following you like a lost puppy.” He laughed lightly. “Not that I minded, of course. You have a nice backside to watch.”
Daemon bites his tongue for a moment, holding back a snarky reply. he takes a deep breath and turns to face him, “What afraid of getting lost?” He smirks, “Who knows you might use some of that irish luck and find a pot of gold. You’re bound to catch the eye of some goodie two shoes that can help you.”
“You don’t look like a goodie two shoes to me.” Riley shot back with an innocent smile as he tilted his head, looking at him with a soft laugh. “That’s right, my irish luck brought me to a pot of gold that is you. It’s fate. Don’t you believe in fate?” He mused lightly.
Daemon shakes his head, "No, I don't. Fate is something children and old women believe in. " He continues walking towards the dorms.
Logan needed a rest. A break away from Cresswell. Away from all the fights that seemed to go on twenty-four-seven. Seriously, Cresswell students had a bad problem- they couldn’t keep in their anger. The talked with their fists, not their mouths like civil people. Logan hated it.
He hated Cresswell. Wasn’t meant for that school. Logan was raised to be a Guild student, but somehow he got mixed up in some kind of fire. His application went to the rival school of his dream. And soon after, his nightmare that became his life started.
So he often went into the town when he needed to get away. He was almost always there, really. The townspeople knew him well. Seeing them always made him happy, and he always took the time to help them. To put his energy into something good, not evil.
Currently he was walking around the local bookstore. The sweet old lady that owned the store let him help stock up, put books away. It was relaxing. Somewhere quiet, surrounded by all kinds of stories. He enjoyed it, loved it really.
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Lily sat in the corner of the book store, reading a recent purchase. Her back leaning against of of the only walls that weren’t adorn with ceiling high bookshelves. Feeling someone nearing she looks up from the book and spots the tall male. Nodding in greeting, she smiles a bit before pulling her legs out of the walk way. “Sorry.” She apologizes quietly.
Logan glanced down when he heard a girl’s voice. “Oh,” he smiled lightly and shook his head. “It’s alright. Don’t mind me, yeah?” Turning to the books on his cart, he started to place them where they belonged. For a moment, he let his eyes wonder back to girl before looking away quickly. She looked familiar, and that alone told him to keep quiet. Others often weren’t happen to meet a Cresswell, and he didn’t want to cause any trouble.
Lily looks at the male from the corner of her eye, he suddenly seemed on edge. “How long have you worked here?” she asks, quietly, her eyes flitting uo to his face.
“Oh.” Logan laughed lightly, shaking his head. “I don’t actually work here? Think of it as volunteering.” He smiled lightly, looking back to her. “I needed a break, and the owner lets me help out on occasional. Wish I worked here for real, though.”
“Well why don’t you?” She asks, curious, closing the book she was reading and giving him her full attention. A friendly smile played at her lips as she waited for his reply.
“It’s.. complicated.” Logan answered after a moment, shaking his head with a smile. “Let’s just say that school takes up a lot of my time. I’m lucky if I can get away to come here, really. It’s a miracle.” He laughed a bit.
Lily frowns, “I’m sorry to hear that. Though I understand to an extent, I’m really behind and should be playing catch up.” She chuckles a bit, shaking her head.
“Nah, it’s alright.” Logan waved his hand, laughing lightly before looking at her. “Oh, so you go to a very demanding school too? Sucks, doesn’t it? I’d be behind too if my teachers actually cared enough to give out work.” He snorted, shaking his head.
“I got pulled in midyear.” She chuckles, “It’s different than I’m used to, though your school sounds interesting. I absolutely detest busy work, it drives me crazy.” she smiles a bit.
“Oh that must suck.” Logan made a face, shaking his head as he laughed. “I would hate to come in the middle of the year.” He chuckled. “Oh just wait, sitting in a classroom with nothing to do and everyone acting like a bunch of wild animals- it’s horrible. I hate it.”
“Now that sounds like chaos, the instructors don’t try to control them?” She asks, curious, standing up so they could talk easier. “By the way, Care for some help with the books?” she asks, gesturing towards the cart.
“No. In fact, they start most of the chaos.” Logan shook his head, sighing. “Oh what I would do to transfer, seriously, you have no idea.” He laughed before glancing at his cart. “Oh yeah, I would love the help actually.” He looked at her and smiled softly.
Lily smiles, “Where would you transfer to if given the option?” she asks, taking a book off the cart and looking at the coding before putting it in its proper place.
Logan gathered a couple of the books, glancing at the spine before putting them in their place. “There’s this school across the street, it’s like the rival school. But it was my dream to go there when I was little. So, if I had the chance, I’d transfer there in a heartbeat.”
“Maybe one day you can.” She smiles, always the optimist. She smiles at Logan, “My name is Lily, by the way.” She chuckles, finally remembering her manners.
“One can only hope.” He smiled back lightly before laughing, turning to her. “Nice to meet you, Lily. I’m Logan.” He smiled at her, holding his hand out to her as he introduced himself.
Lily smiles, shaking his hand. “Pleasure is mine.” She chuckles, taking a few more books off the cart.
Logan smiled at her lightly and nodded, turning back to his books. “What about you? You heard me rant about my school. What’s yours like?” He glanced back and smiled at her. “This new school you go to now.”
“It’s alright, definitely still school. Like I said lots of busy work, but i went from home-schooled to private school, it’s a bit of a adjustment, but the people are nice.” Lily smiles, shrugging a bit.
“That people are nice? Already sounds like a dream school.” Logan laughed lightly before looking at her. “But that’s good too, of course. Sounds like you are adjusting well. Why the change though? From home schooling to a private school?” He asked, tilting his head.
Lily frowns, “To be honest, I have no clue. My parents decided we should move and enrolled me at my school.” She shrugs. “Better environment i guess.”
“Well, guess it’s good that you are here now.” Logan smiled lightly and nodded. “Otherwise we wouldn’t have met. That would have been a shame, right? You seem like a nice girl.”
Lily smiles, blushing a bit, “Yeah, at least there’s that. You’re a really cool guy, Logan. Don’t let the others bring you down.” She smiles, placing a book on the shelf.
Logan laughed lightly as he smiled at her. “Well, thank you Lily.” He mused softly, watching her for a moment before looking away to put a book on the shelf. “You’re not so bad yourself,” he teased, “and don’t you forget that too.” He turned back to her and smiled.
“Bad? There’s no such thing as bad.” She smiles, looking at him, “Only people who need guidance.”
“Really?” Logan looked at her surprised, but pleased, smiling softly. “I like that saying, don’t forget it.” He said after a moment. He really liked that saying. And if she somehow found out about him being a student of Cresswell, he hoped she would still think the same.
Lily smiles, blushing a bit, “I’m glad you like it.” she picks up the last book and looks at the cover of it. “Romeo and Juliet?” She chuckles, shaking her head at the tragic play.
Logan smiled at her before looking at the book, laughing lightly. “What, you don’t like it? It’s Shakespeare, a classic! Practically the creature to all tragic and horrible plays. The backbone to stories today.” He went on, chuckling to himself.
Lily shakes her head, "I wouldn't kill myself because of my family disapproving. I'd still date the person, they were children who barely knew each other and killed themselves stupidly."
The Beginning
Daemon knew to expect his new roommate to arrive today, and the lone wolf felt himself bristling a bit at the thought of having someone constantly around. He had already cleaned around the dorm room and prepared space for the new male’s stuff. At noon the tall male sat down on the couch and began eating some lunch he had prepped. A knocking interrupted the otherwise silence and he felt himself sigh before getting up and opening the door.
@fireballsoflife
Riley, an Irish transfer, was coming that day. New school, new people, new country. To say he was excited was an understatement. He couldn’t wait to meet everyone at Guild Academy. Start his studies as an irish-american spy.
His parents got an offer, one that they couldn’t refuse, so the decision to move to the states was a fairly easy one. Even for the Irish puppy, he wasn’t too upset. He had to get away from Ireland, bad memories from bad people. Or really, one person. But on the plus to the transfer, he was closing to his old childhood friend. Mika Lestrange. He couldn’t wait to see him again, surprise him. But first, to meet his room mate.
Riley followed the instructions on his timetable, looking at each room number till he found his. “There you are.” He sang out softly. Shoving the paper in his pocket with a wide smile, he knocked loudly on the door. Just waiting for the door to open was making him excited. He just couldn’t wait to meet him.
Daemon looked at the blonde as he opens the door, a brow raised in question. He notices the suitcases and nods, recognizing who this was and moves out of the way with awkward nod in greeting.
He had to admit the blonde was fairly attractive, but he vowed that he’d keep him as far from him as possible. The less he knew the better,it meant safety for his secret.
“Hi!” Riley greeted eagerly when the door opened, smiling up at the other boy. He wasn’t fazed by the awkward nod. He had enough cheerfulness for the both of them. “I’m Riley! Riley Sullivan. Your new roomie.” He grinned, holding out his hand as he gave him a once over. Now that he had introduced himself, he finally got the chance to look at the other. Not bad. Good genes. Riley could get used to seeing that every morning.
He looks at Riley’s outstretched hand and his not so subtle once over, he backs into the dorm further before introducing himself. “Daemon Nightlock.” He says, before turning around and walking inside, having left the Irishman to enter on his own. In a sense he felt a bit of regret for being so rude, but that was his defense mechanism. Make everyone pull away as quick as possible before they had a opportunity to even see into the chaos.
If Riley was fazed by his cold demeanor, he didn’t show it. He just continued to smile as he followed the other inside. “It’s nice to meet you, Daemon!” Really nice. He really couldn’t help himself admire his new room mate. Subtly, of course.
“So.” Riley paused to jump up on an untouched bed, looking up at him with his head tilted. He was curious, wanted to get to know the other. He wasn’t going to go away very easily. Oh no, Riley was stubborn. He was there to stay. “Any ground rules I should know about?” He smiled at him.
“Just keep your stuff cleaned up and stick to your side of the dorm.” He states, his British accent curbing a bit of the harshness to his tone.
He sits on his own bed and grabs his art pad and pencil. He continues the drawing from where he left off. Doing his best to ignore Riley, a feat difficult considering he was used to having his own space.
“I can do that,” Riley grinned widely. “Easy-peasy!” He noticed the hint of a British accent and smiled more. Happy to know he wasn’t the only non-American there.
Noticing that the boy’s mind shifted to something else, Riley used that time to unpack his things. He hummed as he worked, not being able to be in a silent room. He couldn’t be quiet for long, nor could he be still. He always had to be moving. And if he wasn’t talking, he was humming.
Daemon looks briefly over at Riley before shaking his head and concentrating on his artwork. The pencil strokes on the paper slowly transforming the blank paper into a woodland scene. Daemon bit his lip in concentration, lost in his world.
Riley glanced up at him and smiled as he went to say something. But he stopped when he noticed how concentrated he looked. He would hate to break that for anyone. So he stayed quiet, a shock for him but still bearable to do. Well, as quiet as he could. He continued to hum to himself, unpacking his things before he flopped his body down onto his bed.
Daemon finishes the drawing and looks at it. He makes a small face of general approval and closes the art pad.
He stands up from the bed and walks into his closet. The fact he felt the need to go change in the closet was strange to him. He hadn’t had to worry about privacy since he had left home in England.
Riley looked up when he heard movement, pouting at the other male. “No need to be shy, Daemon. Are you still in the closet?” He asked in a light tone, to show that he wasn’t making any accusations of him. “Nothing to be ashamed of. I’m sure your body is in great shape,” He winked playfully.
Daemon rolled his eyes, and walked out completely shirtless, “I’m not ashamed of anything.” he states firmly, glaring at the blonde. A long white scar marring the tanned flesh of his left side, stretching from his armpit and curving in a ugly line down to behind his left hip, in full view. His arms were covered in dark inked tattoos which further added to the tough, dark look he seemed to ooze.
Riley paused when the male walked out, letting his eyes rack over the body in front of him. Kinda hard to ignore it, and he wasn’t going to waste the opportunity to look. He was so entranced, he almost missed the scare. But he didn’t, tilting his head at him. “What happened there?” He asked innocently, taking a small step forward to him as he pointed to the spot on his skin.
“Nothing.” He says firmly, reaching back into the closet for a tank top. He moved further away from Riley, trying to keep the distance between them. He hadn’t planned on being half undressed when he spoke to the blonde but he couldn’t help but defend himself.
“Classes start tomorrow.” He says, changing the subject, “You’ll need to go to the library for your books.”
“Alright, touchy.” Riley mused playfully, laughing as he watched him. He let out a pout as he watched Daemon put on his shirt. “Oh you don’t have to get all dressed up for me! I liked what I saw.” He whined before letting out a sigh. “Right, classes, books. The boring stuff. Come with me? You know this place better then me, for obvious reasons.” Of course he could find his old friend Mika and ask him, but said friend didn’t know about Riley attending Guild now. He wanted to keep that a surprise.
Daemon nods, “Fine. I’m heading to the training room anyways.” He agrees after a moments hesitation. He grabs his gym bag and keys before walking towards the door. He motions for the blonde to follow, “You coming, Clover?” He asks, looking over his shoulder.
“Great! I’ll follow you then.” Riley jumped up with a wide smile, looking at him. “Oh, Clover? We’re giving each other nicknames now? How exciting.” He mused as he followed him to the door. “Course I’m coming, big boy. Lead the way.”
Daemon rolls his eyes and walks outside of their dorm. Immediately the people in the hall subconsciously start to give a wide spacing between him and themselves. He waits for Riley to exit, “Don’t forget your schedule.”
Riley followed him out with a light skip to his steps, laughing as he patted his back pocket. “Got it right here. You’re free to check for yourself if you if you don’t believe me, of course.” He offered with a light smirk, looking over at him.
“I’m god, thanks.” Daemon replies, closing the dorm door and locking it. He starts leading the way to the library. People looked at Riley with curiosity but none approached him.
“Shame.” Riley hummed, easily accepting his answer as he walked next to him. Teasing the boy was starting to become fun. Getting a rise out of him, watching his reactions. He was laughing on the inside. But on the outside, he was smiling and waving to those they passed. He was a friendly guy, after all.
Daemon groans in annoyance and leans against the wall. He found the blonde slightly infuriating and he found himself grumbling quietly while he waited for the puppy like blonde.
Riley smirked lightly to himself as he glanced back to the other male, finding him still there. He just met him, and he already enjoyed getting under his skin. It was hilarious to watch. Daemon obviously had some walls built up, and Riley wanted to break them down. If they were to be room mates, there needed to be a trust between them. He was determined to get it.
Daemon waits impatiently for the smaller male, considering just leaving him and letting him find his own way around. ‘He’ll have to eventually’ he thought to himself. But even still, for reasons unknown to him, he waited.
Riley talked with the librarian, making jokes to pass the time as he waited. He’d smile and laugh when she would, just happy to make someone laugh that day. Riley loved to make people happy. Seeing their eyes light up at even the tiniest thing. It was great. And another mission, to get a smile out of his big grump of a room mate.
Daemon sighs, slowly growing impatient. He wasn’t used to having other people rely on him, and it made the dark haired male uncomfortable. Sure he was used to clients needing his protection but even then it usually wasn’t for long nor was it the same as having this blonde puppy for a roommate.
Riley sneaked a small glance to the other male and smiled to himself. He looked a little antsy, like he wasn’t used to waiting on others. It amused him, seeing the other out of his comfort zone. They only just met and Riley really enjoyed giving him a hard time, it was fun. “Thank you.” Riley turned to the librarian and smiled at her. They had arranged for his books to be sent to the dorm. So he wouldn’t have to carry them all. “Appreciate it!” He grinned lightly before making his way back to Daemon.
Seeing Riley return, Daemon grabs his duffel once again and begins walking to the training room, knowing the smaller male will catch up rather quickly. Easily moving through the people in the hallway, most moving clear out of his way. Not once had Daemon ever had to raise his voice let alone his fists to any of the Guild students, but it wasn’t exactly un-rumored that the dark haired teen was a deadly foe to gain.
Riley turned back to wave to the librarian before running after Daemon. “Whoa there, big boy, what’s the rush?” Riley asked with laugh once he caught up to him. If he noticed how everyone stood out of his way, he didn’t show it. He could tell that there was something about the other male, something that made others cautious. Sue him for being curious.
Daemon doesn’t respond, but rather kept walking until they had reached the training room. He opened the door and walks inside, nodding in greeting to the trainer and holds the door open for the blonde to walk through.
Riley playfully made a face at the lack of a responds, but smiled anyways as he followed the other male. “Why thank you, kind sir.” He mused with a playful bow to Daemon as he held the door. He smiled at him before walking into the training room, taking it all in as he looked around.
Daemon instinctively pulls off his shirt and tosses it and his duffel bag onto a bench. he walks over to a spot on the mats and starts to warm up. Stretching some before doing some sit ups and push ups.
Riley turned to look at him and paused, watching him closely. Instinctly, he licked his lips as he gazed at the boy- no, man. Only to snap out of it when a trainer walked over to introduce himself. Riley smiled at the adult as he put his focus onto him.
Daemon begins his work out, feeling the familiar burn of his muscles waking up as they are stretched and moved. This is when he felt the most relaxed, when he was working out. It was one of the few things he could control in his life. Standing up he wipes some sweat from his brow and finds himself looking out for Riley, spotting him chatting with the trainer.
Riley glanced back when he felt eyes on him, smiling when he saw Daemon looking at him. He winked at him before looking back to the trainer with a wide smile. Honestly that view was amazing, but he didn’t want to seem rude on his first day. So he had practically forced himself to look away. Be sensible, Riles. Not everyone enjoys being stared at.
Daemon moves to the pull ups bar and grabs onto it. after a couple seconds he lifts his knees and lowers them once again, leaving them bent before repeating. making sure he breathed with the movements to help him focus.
Riley excused himself from the trainer, saying his goodbyes before walking over to Daemon. He stayed quiet as he watched, smiling. After a moment, he finally spoke. “So I have a work out junkie as a room mate? Nice. Not complaining at all. Feel free to work out in our room at anytime.” He mused lightly and smiled.
Daemon drops down from the bar and shakes his head at Riley’s comment and walks back towards his duffel, pulling out a water bottle and drinking some of it.
“Oh come on!” Riley pouted at him. “We’re living together now, must as well try to be friends- right? No need to give me the silent treatment. I’m going to know all your secret habits soon enough.” He smirked lightly.
Daemon looks at Riley, “It’s not a silent treatment.” He says, pulling his shirt back on. “And if youre smart you’ll stay as far away as possible.” he finishes pulling the zipper closed swiftly.
“You have been silent since we met- ergo silent treatment.” Riley shook his head before laughing. “How can I be far away as possible when we share a room? Here’s a hint; it’s not possibly buddy.” He grinned lightly. “So get used to it, you’re stuck with me hotshot.”
“Fine, It’s not exclusive to you, better?” He asks, clearly done with the subject. He grabs his bag and starts walking towards the exit.
“Hey, I got you talking, so, yeah! Much better!” Riley smiled as he quickly walked after him, trying to dodging the other students training. “Why are you such a grump, anyways?” He pouted after him.
Daemon rolls his eyes, “I dont like people.” He states simply. walking swiftly through the halls back towards their dorm.
Riley quickly followed her and frowned a bit, shaking his head. “Obviously you haven’t met the right people then! Because I’m a delight. Give it time, you’ll come to enjoy my presence.” He hummed lightly and smiled
Daemon finds himself chuckling a bit, his roommate was definitely persistent. He had to give him props.
“Ha!” Riley yelled out, grinning as he looked at him. “I got a chuckle out of you! See? Already warming up to me. Told you so.” He mused with a smirk, turning so he could be walking backwards. He smiled widely at Daemon as he walked infront of him, facing him.
Daemon rolls his eyes, “Don’t count on it, blondie.” He says, still walking. suddenly grabbing Riley’s wrist and yanking him towards his chest, just in time for a group of first years to come whizzing past. “Watch your surroundings, yeah?” He growls, releasing him.
“Too late, already am!” Riley grinned as he continued to walk backwards. He gasped when the other grabbed his wrist and pulled on him. Stumbling forward, he reached out and rested his hand on his chest as he fell into it, letting out a soft laugh. “Why should I when I have you as my knight in shining armor?” He looked up at him and grinned.
Daemon rolls his eyes and backs away from Riley, putting distance between them. “I’m not going to protect you from first years, the next time youre on your own.”
Riley pouted as he took a step back, then laughed lightly. “No way, I don’t believe it.” He shook his head, smiling. “I can see it now, you saving me whenever I get in trouble. My personal knight. I like it!” He grinned widely.
“And when you realize I’m serious, I expect no whining.” Daemon replies, rolling his eyes with a sarcastic smile as he walks around Riley.
“Please.” Riley snorted with a roll of his eyes, grinning as he turned his body to follow him. “You’ll be the one whining when you realize that I’m the one who is right!” He laughed lightly. “I’m always right, love.”
Daemon shakes his head, “In your dreams, blondie.” he says firmly, “On second thought, not even then.”
Riley let out a playful gasp as he looked at him. “How do you know what’s going on in my dreams? Dreaming about me already, Daemon?” He mused lightly with a smirk. “Can’t say that I blame you.”
Daemon sighs, trying to think of a way to ditch him. Having someone so eagerly tagging a long and talking to him was uncomfortable.
Riley smirked lightly to himself as he shook his head a bit. “Anyways!” He turned to him and smiled softly. “Why don’t you show poor ol’ new guy around, huh? So I wont have to keep following you like a lost puppy.” He laughed lightly. “Not that I minded, of course. You have a nice backside to watch.”
Daemon bites his tongue for a moment, holding back a snarky reply. he takes a deep breath and turns to face him, “What afraid of getting lost?” He smirks, “Who knows you might use some of that irish luck and find a pot of gold. You’re bound to catch the eye of some goodie two shoes that can help you.”
Logan needed a rest. A break away from Cresswell. Away from all the fights that seemed to go on twenty-four-seven. Seriously, Cresswell students had a bad problem- they couldn’t keep in their anger. The talked with their fists, not their mouths like civil people. Logan hated it.
He hated Cresswell. Wasn’t meant for that school. Logan was raised to be a Guild student, but somehow he got mixed up in some kind of fire. His application went to the rival school of his dream. And soon after, his nightmare that became his life started.
So he often went into the town when he needed to get away. He was almost always there, really. The townspeople knew him well. Seeing them always made him happy, and he always took the time to help them. To put his energy into something good, not evil.
Currently he was walking around the local bookstore. The sweet old lady that owned the store let him help stock up, put books away. It was relaxing. Somewhere quiet, surrounded by all kinds of stories. He enjoyed it, loved it really.
@ellytheloyal
Lily sat in the corner of the book store, reading a recent purchase. Her back leaning against of of the only walls that weren’t adorn with ceiling high bookshelves. Feeling someone nearing she looks up from the book and spots the tall male. Nodding in greeting, she smiles a bit before pulling her legs out of the walk way. “Sorry.” She apologizes quietly.
Logan glanced down when he heard a girl’s voice. “Oh,” he smiled lightly and shook his head. “It’s alright. Don’t mind me, yeah?” Turning to the books on his cart, he started to place them where they belonged. For a moment, he let his eyes wonder back to girl before looking away quickly. She looked familiar, and that alone told him to keep quiet. Others often weren’t happen to meet a Cresswell, and he didn’t want to cause any trouble.
Lily looks at the male from the corner of her eye, he suddenly seemed on edge. “How long have you worked here?” she asks, quietly, her eyes flitting uo to his face.
“Oh.” Logan laughed lightly, shaking his head. “I don’t actually work here? Think of it as volunteering.” He smiled lightly, looking back to her. “I needed a break, and the owner lets me help out on occasional. Wish I worked here for real, though.”
“Well why don’t you?” She asks, curious, closing the book she was reading and giving him her full attention. A friendly smile played at her lips as she waited for his reply.
“It’s.. complicated.” Logan answered after a moment, shaking his head with a smile. “Let’s just say that school takes up a lot of my time. I’m lucky if I can get away to come here, really. It’s a miracle.” He laughed a bit.
Lily frowns, “I’m sorry to hear that. Though I understand to an extent, I’m really behind and should be playing catch up.” She chuckles a bit, shaking her head.
“Nah, it’s alright.” Logan waved his hand, laughing lightly before looking at her. “Oh, so you go to a very demanding school too? Sucks, doesn’t it? I’d be behind too if my teachers actually cared enough to give out work.” He snorted, shaking his head.
“I got pulled in midyear.” She chuckles, “It’s different than I’m used to, though your school sounds interesting. I absolutely detest busy work, it drives me crazy.” she smiles a bit.
“Oh that must suck.” Logan made a face, shaking his head as he laughed. “I would hate to come in the middle of the year.” He chuckled. “Oh just wait, sitting in a classroom with nothing to do and everyone acting like a bunch of wild animals- it’s horrible. I hate it.”
“Now that sounds like chaos, the instructors don’t try to control them?” She asks, curious, standing up so they could talk easier. “By the way, Care for some help with the books?” she asks, gesturing towards the cart.
“No. In fact, they start most of the chaos.” Logan shook his head, sighing. “Oh what I would do to transfer, seriously, you have no idea.” He laughed before glancing at his cart. “Oh yeah, I would love the help actually.” He looked at her and smiled softly.
Lily smiles, “Where would you transfer to if given the option?” she asks, taking a book off the cart and looking at the coding before putting it in its proper place.
Logan gathered a couple of the books, glancing at the spine before putting them in their place. “There’s this school across the street, it’s like the rival school. But it was my dream to go there when I was little. So, if I had the chance, I’d transfer there in a heartbeat.”
“Maybe one day you can.” She smiles, always the optimist. She smiles at Logan, “My name is Lily, by the way.” She chuckles, finally remembering her manners.
“One can only hope.” He smiled back lightly before laughing, turning to her. “Nice to meet you, Lily. I’m Logan.” He smiled at her, holding his hand out to her as he introduced himself.
Lily smiles, shaking his hand. “Pleasure is mine.” She chuckles, taking a few more books off the cart.
Logan smiled at her lightly and nodded, turning back to his books. “What about you? You heard me rant about my school. What’s yours like?” He glanced back and smiled at her. “This new school you go to now.”
“It’s alright, definitely still school. Like I said lots of busy work, but i went from home-schooled to private school, it’s a bit of a adjustment, but the people are nice.” Lily smiles, shrugging a bit.
“That people are nice? Already sounds like a dream school.” Logan laughed lightly before looking at her. “But that’s good too, of course. Sounds like you are adjusting well. Why the change though? From home schooling to a private school?” He asked, tilting his head.
Lily frowns, “To be honest, I have no clue. My parents decided we should move and enrolled me at my school.” She shrugs. “Better environment i guess.”
“Well, guess it’s good that you are here now.” Logan smiled lightly and nodded. “Otherwise we wouldn’t have met. That would have been a shame, right? You seem like a nice girl.”
Lily smiles, blushing a bit, “Yeah, at least there’s that. You’re a really cool guy, Logan. Don’t let the others bring you down.” She smiles, placing a book on the shelf.
Logan laughed lightly as he smiled at her. “Well, thank you Lily.” He mused softly, watching her for a moment before looking away to put a book on the shelf. “You’re not so bad yourself,” he teased, “and don’t you forget that too.” He turned back to her and smiled.
“Bad? There’s no such thing as bad.” She smiles, looking at him, “Only people who need guidance.”
“Really?” Logan looked at her surprised, but pleased, smiling softly. “I like that saying, don’t forget it.” He said after a moment. He really liked that saying. And if she somehow found out about him being a student of Cresswell, he hoped she would still think the same.
Lily smiles, blushing a bit, “I’m glad you like it.” she picks up the last book and looks at the cover of it. “Romeo and Juliet?” She chuckles, shaking her head at the tragic play.
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Elly Summers
The Beginning
Daemon knew to expect his new roommate to arrive today, and the lone wolf felt himself bristling a bit at the thought of having someone constantly around. He had already cleaned around the dorm room and prepared space for the new male’s stuff. At noon the tall male sat down on the couch and began eating some lunch he had prepped. A knocking interrupted the otherwise silence and he felt himself sigh before getting up and opening the door.
@fireballsoflife
Riley, an Irish transfer, was coming that day. New school, new people, new country. To say he was excited was an understatement. He couldn’t wait to meet everyone at Guild Academy. Start his studies as an irish-american spy.
His parents got an offer, one that they couldn’t refuse, so the decision to move to the states was a fairly easy one. Even for the Irish puppy, he wasn’t too upset. He had to get away from Ireland, bad memories from bad people. Or really, one person. But on the plus to the transfer, he was closing to his old childhood friend. Mika Lestrange. He couldn’t wait to see him again, surprise him. But first, to meet his room mate.
Riley followed the instructions on his timetable, looking at each room number till he found his. “There you are.” He sang out softly. Shoving the paper in his pocket with a wide smile, he knocked loudly on the door. Just waiting for the door to open was making him excited. He just couldn’t wait to meet him.
Daemon looked at the blonde as he opens the door, a brow raised in question. He notices the suitcases and nods, recognizing who this was and moves out of the way with awkward nod in greeting.
He had to admit the blonde was fairly attractive, but he vowed that he’d keep him as far from him as possible. The less he knew the better,it meant safety for his secret.
“Hi!” Riley greeted eagerly when the door opened, smiling up at the other boy. He wasn’t fazed by the awkward nod. He had enough cheerfulness for the both of them. “I’m Riley! Riley Sullivan. Your new roomie.” He grinned, holding out his hand as he gave him a once over. Now that he had introduced himself, he finally got the chance to look at the other. Not bad. Good genes. Riley could get used to seeing that every morning.
He looks at Riley’s outstretched hand and his not so subtle once over, he backs into the dorm further before introducing himself. “Daemon Nightlock.” He says, before turning around and walking inside, having left the Irishman to enter on his own. In a sense he felt a bit of regret for being so rude, but that was his defense mechanism. Make everyone pull away as quick as possible before they had a opportunity to even see into the chaos.
If Riley was fazed by his cold demeanor, he didn’t show it. He just continued to smile as he followed the other inside. “It’s nice to meet you, Daemon!” Really nice. He really couldn’t help himself admire his new room mate. Subtly, of course.
“So.” Riley paused to jump up on an untouched bed, looking up at him with his head tilted. He was curious, wanted to get to know the other. He wasn’t going to go away very easily. Oh no, Riley was stubborn. He was there to stay. “Any ground rules I should know about?” He smiled at him.
“Just keep your stuff cleaned up and stick to your side of the dorm.” He states, his British accent curbing a bit of the harshness to his tone.
He sits on his own bed and grabs his art pad and pencil. He continues the drawing from where he left off. Doing his best to ignore Riley, a feat difficult considering he was used to having his own space.
“I can do that,” Riley grinned widely. “Easy-peasy!” He noticed the hint of a British accent and smiled more. Happy to know he wasn’t the only non-American there.
Noticing that the boy’s mind shifted to something else, Riley used that time to unpack his things. He hummed as he worked, not being able to be in a silent room. He couldn’t be quiet for long, nor could he be still. He always had to be moving. And if he wasn’t talking, he was humming.
Daemon looks briefly over at Riley before shaking his head and concentrating on his artwork. The pencil strokes on the paper slowly transforming the blank paper into a woodland scene. Daemon bit his lip in concentration, lost in his world.
Riley glanced up at him and smiled as he went to say something. But he stopped when he noticed how concentrated he looked. He would hate to break that for anyone. So he stayed quiet, a shock for him but still bearable to do. Well, as quiet as he could. He continued to hum to himself, unpacking his things before he flopped his body down onto his bed.
Daemon finishes the drawing and looks at it. He makes a small face of general approval and closes the art pad.
He stands up from the bed and walks into his closet. The fact he felt the need to go change in the closet was strange to him. He hadn’t had to worry about privacy since he had left home in England.
Riley looked up when he heard movement, pouting at the other male. “No need to be shy, Daemon. Are you still in the closet?” He asked in a light tone, to show that he wasn’t making any accusations of him. “Nothing to be ashamed of. I’m sure your body is in great shape,” He winked playfully.
Daemon rolled his eyes, and walked out completely shirtless, “I’m not ashamed of anything.” he states firmly, glaring at the blonde. A long white scar marring the tanned flesh of his left side, stretching from his armpit and curving in a ugly line down to behind his left hip, in full view. His arms were covered in dark inked tattoos which further added to the tough, dark look he seemed to ooze.
Riley paused when the male walked out, letting his eyes rack over the body in front of him. Kinda hard to ignore it, and he wasn’t going to waste the opportunity to look. He was so entranced, he almost missed the scare. But he didn’t, tilting his head at him. “What happened there?” He asked innocently, taking a small step forward to him as he pointed to the spot on his skin.
“Nothing.” He says firmly, reaching back into the closet for a tank top. He moved further away from Riley, trying to keep the distance between them. He hadn’t planned on being half undressed when he spoke to the blonde but he couldn’t help but defend himself.
“Classes start tomorrow.” He says, changing the subject, “You’ll need to go to the library for your books.”
“Alright, touchy.” Riley mused playfully, laughing as he watched him. He let out a pout as he watched Daemon put on his shirt. “Oh you don’t have to get all dressed up for me! I liked what I saw.” He whined before letting out a sigh. “Right, classes, books. The boring stuff. Come with me? You know this place better then me, for obvious reasons.” Of course he could find his old friend Mika and ask him, but said friend didn’t know about Riley attending Guild now. He wanted to keep that a surprise.
Daemon nods, “Fine. I’m heading to the training room anyways.” He agrees after a moments hesitation. He grabs his gym bag and keys before walking towards the door. He motions for the blonde to follow, “You coming, Clover?” He asks, looking over his shoulder.
“Great! I’ll follow you then.” Riley jumped up with a wide smile, looking at him. “Oh, Clover? We’re giving each other nicknames now? How exciting.” He mused as he followed him to the door. “Course I’m coming, big boy. Lead the way.”
Daemon rolls his eyes and walks outside of their dorm. Immediately the people in the hall subconsciously start to give a wide spacing between him and themselves. He waits for Riley to exit, “Don’t forget your schedule.”
Riley followed him out with a light skip to his steps, laughing as he patted his back pocket. “Got it right here. You’re free to check for yourself if you if you don’t believe me, of course.” He offered with a light smirk, looking over at him.
“I’m god, thanks.” Daemon replies, closing the dorm door and locking it. He starts leading the way to the library. People looked at Riley with curiosity but none approached him.
“Shame.” Riley hummed, easily accepting his answer as he walked next to him. Teasing the boy was starting to become fun. Getting a rise out of him, watching his reactions. He was laughing on the inside. But on the outside, he was smiling and waving to those they passed. He was a friendly guy, after all.
Daemon groans in annoyance and leans against the wall. He found the blonde slightly infuriating and he found himself grumbling quietly while he waited for the puppy like blonde.
Riley smirked lightly to himself as he glanced back to the other male, finding him still there. He just met him, and he already enjoyed getting under his skin. It was hilarious to watch. Daemon obviously had some walls built up, and Riley wanted to break them down. If they were to be room mates, there needed to be a trust between them. He was determined to get it.
Daemon waits impatiently for the smaller male, considering just leaving him and letting him find his own way around. ‘He’ll have to eventually’ he thought to himself. But even still, for reasons unknown to him, he waited.
Riley talked with the librarian, making jokes to pass the time as he waited. He’d smile and laugh when she would, just happy to make someone laugh that day. Riley loved to make people happy. Seeing their eyes light up at even the tiniest thing. It was great. And another mission, to get a smile out of his big grump of a room mate.
Daemon sighs, slowly growing impatient. He wasn’t used to having other people rely on him, and it made the dark haired male uncomfortable. Sure he was used to clients needing his protection but even then it usually wasn’t for long nor was it the same as having this blonde puppy for a roommate.
Riley sneaked a small glance to the other male and smiled to himself. He looked a little antsy, like he wasn’t used to waiting on others. It amused him, seeing the other out of his comfort zone. They only just met and Riley really enjoyed giving him a hard time, it was fun. “Thank you.” Riley turned to the librarian and smiled at her. They had arranged for his books to be sent to the dorm. So he wouldn’t have to carry them all. “Appreciate it!” He grinned lightly before making his way back to Daemon.
Seeing Riley return, Daemon grabs his duffel once again and begins walking to the training room, knowing the smaller male will catch up rather quickly. Easily moving through the people in the hallway, most moving clear out of his way. Not once had Daemon ever had to raise his voice let alone his fists to any of the Guild students, but it wasn’t exactly un-rumored that the dark haired teen was a deadly foe to gain.
Riley turned back to wave to the librarian before running after Daemon. “Whoa there, big boy, what’s the rush?” Riley asked with laugh once he caught up to him. If he noticed how everyone stood out of his way, he didn’t show it. He could tell that there was something about the other male, something that made others cautious. Sue him for being curious.
Daemon doesn’t respond, but rather kept walking until they had reached the training room. He opened the door and walks inside, nodding in greeting to the trainer and holds the door open for the blonde to walk through.
Riley playfully made a face at the lack of a responds, but smiled anyways as he followed the other male. “Why thank you, kind sir.” He mused with a playful bow to Daemon as he held the door. He smiled at him before walking into the training room, taking it all in as he looked around.
Daemon instinctively pulls off his shirt and tosses it and his duffel bag onto a bench. he walks over to a spot on the mats and starts to warm up. Stretching some before doing some sit ups and push ups.
Riley turned to look at him and paused, watching him closely. Instinctly, he licked his lips as he gazed at the boy- no, man. Only to snap out of it when a trainer walked over to introduce himself. Riley smiled at the adult as he put his focus onto him.
Daemon begins his work out, feeling the familiar burn of his muscles waking up as they are stretched and moved. This is when he felt the most relaxed, when he was working out. It was one of the few things he could control in his life. Standing up he wipes some sweat from his brow and finds himself looking out for Riley, spotting him chatting with the trainer.
Riley glanced back when he felt eyes on him, smiling when he saw Daemon looking at him. He winked at him before looking back to the trainer with a wide smile. Honestly that view was amazing, but he didn’t want to seem rude on his first day. So he had practically forced himself to look away. Be sensible, Riles. Not everyone enjoys being stared at.
Daemon moves to the pull ups bar and grabs onto it. after a couple seconds he lifts his knees and lowers them once again, leaving them bent before repeating. making sure he breathed with the movements to help him focus.
Riley excused himself from the trainer, saying his goodbyes before walking over to Daemon. He stayed quiet as he watched, smiling. After a moment, he finally spoke. “So I have a work out junkie as a room mate? Nice. Not complaining at all. Feel free to work out in our room at anytime.” He mused lightly and smiled.
Daemon drops down from the bar and shakes his head at Riley’s comment and walks back towards his duffel, pulling out a water bottle and drinking some of it.
“Oh come on!” Riley pouted at him. “We’re living together now, must as well try to be friends- right? No need to give me the silent treatment. I’m going to know all your secret habits soon enough.” He smirked lightly.
Daemon looks at Riley, “It’s not a silent treatment.” He says, pulling his shirt back on. “And if youre smart you’ll stay as far away as possible.” he finishes pulling the zipper closed swiftly.
“You have been silent since we met- ergo silent treatment.” Riley shook his head before laughing. “How can I be far away as possible when we share a room? Here’s a hint; it’s not possibly buddy.” He grinned lightly. “So get used to it, you’re stuck with me hotshot.”
“Fine, It’s not exclusive to you, better?” He asks, clearly done with the subject. He grabs his bag and starts walking towards the exit.
“Hey, I got you talking, so, yeah! Much better!” Riley smiled as he quickly walked after him, trying to dodging the other students training. “Why are you such a grump, anyways?” He pouted after him.
Daemon rolls his eyes, “I dont like people.” He states simply. walking swiftly through the halls back towards their dorm.
Riley quickly followed her and frowned a bit, shaking his head. “Obviously you haven’t met the right people then! Because I’m a delight. Give it time, you’ll come to enjoy my presence.” He hummed lightly and smiled
Daemon finds himself chuckling a bit, his roommate was definitely persistent. He had to give him props.
“Ha!” Riley yelled out, grinning as he looked at him. “I got a chuckle out of you! See? Already warming up to me. Told you so.” He mused with a smirk, turning so he could be walking backwards. He smiled widely at Daemon as he walked infront of him, facing him.
Daemon rolls his eyes, “Don’t count on it, blondie.” He says, still walking. suddenly grabbing Riley’s wrist and yanking him towards his chest, just in time for a group of first years to come whizzing past. “Watch your surroundings, yeah?” He growls, releasing him.
“Too late, already am!” Riley grinned as he continued to walk backwards. He gasped when the other grabbed his wrist and pulled on him. Stumbling forward, he reached out and rested his hand on his chest as he fell into it, letting out a soft laugh. “Why should I when I have you as my knight in shining armor?” He looked up at him and grinned.
Daemon rolls his eyes and backs away from Riley, putting distance between them. “I’m not going to protect you from first years, the next time youre on your own.”
Riley pouted as he took a step back, then laughed lightly. “No way, I don’t believe it.” He shook his head, smiling. “I can see it now, you saving me whenever I get in trouble. My personal knight. I like it!” He grinned widely.
“And when you realize I’m serious, I expect no whining.” Daemon replies, rolling his eyes with a sarcastic smile as he walks around Riley.
“Please.” Riley snorted with a roll of his eyes, grinning as he turned his body to follow him. “You’ll be the one whining when you realize that I’m the one who is right!” He laughed lightly. “I’m always right, love.”
Daemon shakes his head, “In your dreams, blondie.” he says firmly, “On second thought, not even then.”
Riley let out a playful gasp as he looked at him. “How do you know what’s going on in my dreams? Dreaming about me already, Daemon?” He mused lightly with a smirk. “Can’t say that I blame you.”
Daemon sighs, trying to think of a way to ditch him. Having someone so eagerly tagging a long and talking to him was uncomfortable.
Logan needed a rest. A break away from Cresswell. Away from all the fights that seemed to go on twenty-four-seven. Seriously, Cresswell students had a bad problem- they couldn’t keep in their anger. The talked with their fists, not their mouths like civil people. Logan hated it.
He hated Cresswell. Wasn’t meant for that school. Logan was raised to be a Guild student, but somehow he got mixed up in some kind of fire. His application went to the rival school of his dream. And soon after, his nightmare that became his life started.
So he often went into the town when he needed to get away. He was almost always there, really. The townspeople knew him well. Seeing them always made him happy, and he always took the time to help them. To put his energy into something good, not evil.
Currently he was walking around the local bookstore. The sweet old lady that owned the store let him help stock up, put books away. It was relaxing. Somewhere quiet, surrounded by all kinds of stories. He enjoyed it, loved it really.
@ellytheloyal
Lily sat in the corner of the book store, reading a recent purchase. Her back leaning against of of the only walls that weren’t adorn with ceiling high bookshelves. Feeling someone nearing she looks up from the book and spots the tall male. Nodding in greeting, she smiles a bit before pulling her legs out of the walk way. “Sorry.” She apologizes quietly.
Logan glanced down when he heard a girl’s voice. “Oh,” he smiled lightly and shook his head. “It’s alright. Don’t mind me, yeah?” Turning to the books on his cart, he started to place them where they belonged. For a moment, he let his eyes wonder back to girl before looking away quickly. She looked familiar, and that alone told him to keep quiet. Others often weren’t happen to meet a Cresswell, and he didn’t want to cause any trouble.
Lily looks at the male from the corner of her eye, he suddenly seemed on edge. “How long have you worked here?” she asks, quietly, her eyes flitting uo to his face.
“Oh.” Logan laughed lightly, shaking his head. “I don’t actually work here? Think of it as volunteering.” He smiled lightly, looking back to her. “I needed a break, and the owner lets me help out on occasional. Wish I worked here for real, though.”
“Well why don’t you?” She asks, curious, closing the book she was reading and giving him her full attention. A friendly smile played at her lips as she waited for his reply.
“It’s.. complicated.” Logan answered after a moment, shaking his head with a smile. “Let’s just say that school takes up a lot of my time. I’m lucky if I can get away to come here, really. It’s a miracle.” He laughed a bit.
Lily frowns, “I’m sorry to hear that. Though I understand to an extent, I’m really behind and should be playing catch up.” She chuckles a bit, shaking her head.
“Nah, it’s alright.” Logan waved his hand, laughing lightly before looking at her. “Oh, so you go to a very demanding school too? Sucks, doesn’t it? I’d be behind too if my teachers actually cared enough to give out work.” He snorted, shaking his head.
“I got pulled in midyear.” She chuckles, “It’s different than I’m used to, though your school sounds interesting. I absolutely detest busy work, it drives me crazy.” she smiles a bit.
“Oh that must suck.” Logan made a face, shaking his head as he laughed. “I would hate to come in the middle of the year.” He chuckled. “Oh just wait, sitting in a classroom with nothing to do and everyone acting like a bunch of wild animals- it’s horrible. I hate it.”
“Now that sounds like chaos, the instructors don’t try to control them?” She asks, curious, standing up so they could talk easier. “By the way, Care for some help with the books?” she asks, gesturing towards the cart.
“No. In fact, they start most of the chaos.” Logan shook his head, sighing. “Oh what I would do to transfer, seriously, you have no idea.” He laughed before glancing at his cart. “Oh yeah, I would love the help actually.” He looked at her and smiled softly.
Lily smiles, “Where would you transfer to if given the option?” she asks, taking a book off the cart and looking at the coding before putting it in its proper place.
Logan gathered a couple of the books, glancing at the spine before putting them in their place. “There’s this school across the street, it’s like the rival school. But it was my dream to go there when I was little. So, if I had the chance, I’d transfer there in a heartbeat.”
“Maybe one day you can.” She smiles, always the optimist. She smiles at Logan, “My name is Lily, by the way.” She chuckles, finally remembering her manners.
“One can only hope.” He smiled back lightly before laughing, turning to her. “Nice to meet you, Lily. I’m Logan.” He smiled at her, holding his hand out to her as he introduced himself.
Lily smiles, shaking his hand. “Pleasure is mine.” She chuckles, taking a few more books off the cart.
Logan smiled at her lightly and nodded, turning back to his books. “What about you? You heard me rant about my school. What’s yours like?” He glanced back and smiled at her. “This new school you go to now.”
“It’s alright, definitely still school. Like I said lots of busy work, but i went from home-schooled to private school, it’s a bit of a adjustment, but the people are nice.” Lily smiles, shrugging a bit.
“That people are nice? Already sounds like a dream school.” Logan laughed lightly before looking at her. “But that’s good too, of course. Sounds like you are adjusting well. Why the change though? From home schooling to a private school?” He asked, tilting his head.
Lily frowns, “To be honest, I have no clue. My parents decided we should move and enrolled me at my school.” She shrugs. “Better environment i guess.”
“Well, guess it’s good that you are here now.” Logan smiled lightly and nodded. “Otherwise we wouldn’t have met. That would have been a shame, right? You seem like a nice girl.”
Lily smiles, blushing a bit, “Yeah, at least there’s that. You’re a really cool guy, Logan. Don’t let the others bring you down.” She smiles, placing a book on the shelf.
Logan laughed lightly as he smiled at her. “Well, thank you Lily.” He mused softly, watching her for a moment before looking away to put a book on the shelf. “You’re not so bad yourself,” he teased, “and don’t you forget that too.” He turned back to her and smiled.
“Bad? There’s no such thing as bad.” She smiles, looking at him, “Only people who need guidance.”
The Beginning
Daemon knew to expect his new roommate to arrive today, and the lone wolf felt himself bristling a bit at the thought of having someone constantly around. He had already cleaned around the dorm room and prepared space for the new male’s stuff. At noon the tall male sat down on the couch and began eating some lunch he had prepped. A knocking interrupted the otherwise silence and he felt himself sigh before getting up and opening the door.
@fireballsoflife
Riley, an Irish transfer, was coming that day. New school, new people, new country. To say he was excited was an understatement. He couldn’t wait to meet everyone at Guild Academy. Start his studies as an irish-american spy.
His parents got an offer, one that they couldn’t refuse, so the decision to move to the states was a fairly easy one. Even for the Irish puppy, he wasn’t too upset. He had to get away from Ireland, bad memories from bad people. Or really, one person. But on the plus to the transfer, he was closing to his old childhood friend. Mika Lestrange. He couldn’t wait to see him again, surprise him. But first, to meet his room mate.
Riley followed the instructions on his timetable, looking at each room number till he found his. “There you are.” He sang out softly. Shoving the paper in his pocket with a wide smile, he knocked loudly on the door. Just waiting for the door to open was making him excited. He just couldn’t wait to meet him.
Daemon looked at the blonde as he opens the door, a brow raised in question. He notices the suitcases and nods, recognizing who this was and moves out of the way with awkward nod in greeting.
He had to admit the blonde was fairly attractive, but he vowed that he’d keep him as far from him as possible. The less he knew the better,it meant safety for his secret.
“Hi!” Riley greeted eagerly when the door opened, smiling up at the other boy. He wasn’t fazed by the awkward nod. He had enough cheerfulness for the both of them. “I’m Riley! Riley Sullivan. Your new roomie.” He grinned, holding out his hand as he gave him a once over. Now that he had introduced himself, he finally got the chance to look at the other. Not bad. Good genes. Riley could get used to seeing that every morning.
He looks at Riley’s outstretched hand and his not so subtle once over, he backs into the dorm further before introducing himself. “Daemon Nightlock.” He says, before turning around and walking inside, having left the Irishman to enter on his own. In a sense he felt a bit of regret for being so rude, but that was his defense mechanism. Make everyone pull away as quick as possible before they had a opportunity to even see into the chaos.
If Riley was fazed by his cold demeanor, he didn’t show it. He just continued to smile as he followed the other inside. “It’s nice to meet you, Daemon!” Really nice. He really couldn’t help himself admire his new room mate. Subtly, of course.
“So.” Riley paused to jump up on an untouched bed, looking up at him with his head tilted. He was curious, wanted to get to know the other. He wasn’t going to go away very easily. Oh no, Riley was stubborn. He was there to stay. “Any ground rules I should know about?” He smiled at him.
“Just keep your stuff cleaned up and stick to your side of the dorm.” He states, his British accent curbing a bit of the harshness to his tone.
He sits on his own bed and grabs his art pad and pencil. He continues the drawing from where he left off. Doing his best to ignore Riley, a feat difficult considering he was used to having his own space.
“I can do that,” Riley grinned widely. “Easy-peasy!” He noticed the hint of a British accent and smiled more. Happy to know he wasn’t the only non-American there.
Noticing that the boy’s mind shifted to something else, Riley used that time to unpack his things. He hummed as he worked, not being able to be in a silent room. He couldn’t be quiet for long, nor could he be still. He always had to be moving. And if he wasn’t talking, he was humming.
Daemon looks briefly over at Riley before shaking his head and concentrating on his artwork. The pencil strokes on the paper slowly transforming the blank paper into a woodland scene. Daemon bit his lip in concentration, lost in his world.
Riley glanced up at him and smiled as he went to say something. But he stopped when he noticed how concentrated he looked. He would hate to break that for anyone. So he stayed quiet, a shock for him but still bearable to do. Well, as quiet as he could. He continued to hum to himself, unpacking his things before he flopped his body down onto his bed.
Daemon finishes the drawing and looks at it. He makes a small face of general approval and closes the art pad.
He stands up from the bed and walks into his closet. The fact he felt the need to go change in the closet was strange to him. He hadn’t had to worry about privacy since he had left home in England.
Riley looked up when he heard movement, pouting at the other male. “No need to be shy, Daemon. Are you still in the closet?” He asked in a light tone, to show that he wasn’t making any accusations of him. “Nothing to be ashamed of. I’m sure your body is in great shape,” He winked playfully.
Daemon rolled his eyes, and walked out completely shirtless, “I’m not ashamed of anything.” he states firmly, glaring at the blonde. A long white scar marring the tanned flesh of his left side, stretching from his armpit and curving in a ugly line down to behind his left hip, in full view. His arms were covered in dark inked tattoos which further added to the tough, dark look he seemed to ooze.
Riley paused when the male walked out, letting his eyes rack over the body in front of him. Kinda hard to ignore it, and he wasn’t going to waste the opportunity to look. He was so entranced, he almost missed the scare. But he didn’t, tilting his head at him. “What happened there?” He asked innocently, taking a small step forward to him as he pointed to the spot on his skin.
“Nothing.” He says firmly, reaching back into the closet for a tank top. He moved further away from Riley, trying to keep the distance between them. He hadn’t planned on being half undressed when he spoke to the blonde but he couldn’t help but defend himself.
“Classes start tomorrow.” He says, changing the subject, “You’ll need to go to the library for your books.”
“Alright, touchy.” Riley mused playfully, laughing as he watched him. He let out a pout as he watched Daemon put on his shirt. “Oh you don’t have to get all dressed up for me! I liked what I saw.” He whined before letting out a sigh. “Right, classes, books. The boring stuff. Come with me? You know this place better then me, for obvious reasons.” Of course he could find his old friend Mika and ask him, but said friend didn’t know about Riley attending Guild now. He wanted to keep that a surprise.
Daemon nods, “Fine. I’m heading to the training room anyways.” He agrees after a moments hesitation. He grabs his gym bag and keys before walking towards the door. He motions for the blonde to follow, “You coming, Clover?” He asks, looking over his shoulder.
“Great! I’ll follow you then.” Riley jumped up with a wide smile, looking at him. “Oh, Clover? We’re giving each other nicknames now? How exciting.” He mused as he followed him to the door. “Course I’m coming, big boy. Lead the way.”
Daemon rolls his eyes and walks outside of their dorm. Immediately the people in the hall subconsciously start to give a wide spacing between him and themselves. He waits for Riley to exit, “Don’t forget your schedule.”
Riley followed him out with a light skip to his steps, laughing as he patted his back pocket. “Got it right here. You’re free to check for yourself if you if you don’t believe me, of course.” He offered with a light smirk, looking over at him.
“I’m god, thanks.” Daemon replies, closing the dorm door and locking it. He starts leading the way to the library. People looked at Riley with curiosity but none approached him.
“Shame.” Riley hummed, easily accepting his answer as he walked next to him. Teasing the boy was starting to become fun. Getting a rise out of him, watching his reactions. He was laughing on the inside. But on the outside, he was smiling and waving to those they passed. He was a friendly guy, after all.
Daemon groans in annoyance and leans against the wall. He found the blonde slightly infuriating and he found himself grumbling quietly while he waited for the puppy like blonde.
Riley smirked lightly to himself as he glanced back to the other male, finding him still there. He just met him, and he already enjoyed getting under his skin. It was hilarious to watch. Daemon obviously had some walls built up, and Riley wanted to break them down. If they were to be room mates, there needed to be a trust between them. He was determined to get it.
Daemon waits impatiently for the smaller male, considering just leaving him and letting him find his own way around. ‘He’ll have to eventually’ he thought to himself. But even still, for reasons unknown to him, he waited.
Riley talked with the librarian, making jokes to pass the time as he waited. He’d smile and laugh when she would, just happy to make someone laugh that day. Riley loved to make people happy. Seeing their eyes light up at even the tiniest thing. It was great. And another mission, to get a smile out of his big grump of a room mate.
Daemon sighs, slowly growing impatient. He wasn’t used to having other people rely on him, and it made the dark haired male uncomfortable. Sure he was used to clients needing his protection but even then it usually wasn’t for long nor was it the same as having this blonde puppy for a roommate.
Riley sneaked a small glance to the other male and smiled to himself. He looked a little antsy, like he wasn’t used to waiting on others. It amused him, seeing the other out of his comfort zone. They only just met and Riley really enjoyed giving him a hard time, it was fun. “Thank you.” Riley turned to the librarian and smiled at her. They had arranged for his books to be sent to the dorm. So he wouldn’t have to carry them all. “Appreciate it!” He grinned lightly before making his way back to Daemon.
Seeing Riley return, Daemon grabs his duffel once again and begins walking to the training room, knowing the smaller male will catch up rather quickly. Easily moving through the people in the hallway, most moving clear out of his way. Not once had Daemon ever had to raise his voice let alone his fists to any of the Guild students, but it wasn’t exactly un-rumored that the dark haired teen was a deadly foe to gain.
Riley turned back to wave to the librarian before running after Daemon. “Whoa there, big boy, what’s the rush?” Riley asked with laugh once he caught up to him. If he noticed how everyone stood out of his way, he didn’t show it. He could tell that there was something about the other male, something that made others cautious. Sue him for being curious.
Daemon doesn’t respond, but rather kept walking until they had reached the training room. He opened the door and walks inside, nodding in greeting to the trainer and holds the door open for the blonde to walk through.
Riley playfully made a face at the lack of a responds, but smiled anyways as he followed the other male. “Why thank you, kind sir.” He mused with a playful bow to Daemon as he held the door. He smiled at him before walking into the training room, taking it all in as he looked around.
Daemon instinctively pulls off his shirt and tosses it and his duffel bag onto a bench. he walks over to a spot on the mats and starts to warm up. Stretching some before doing some sit ups and push ups.
Riley turned to look at him and paused, watching him closely. Instinctly, he licked his lips as he gazed at the boy- no, man. Only to snap out of it when a trainer walked over to introduce himself. Riley smiled at the adult as he put his focus onto him.
Daemon begins his work out, feeling the familiar burn of his muscles waking up as they are stretched and moved. This is when he felt the most relaxed, when he was working out. It was one of the few things he could control in his life. Standing up he wipes some sweat from his brow and finds himself looking out for Riley, spotting him chatting with the trainer.
Riley glanced back when he felt eyes on him, smiling when he saw Daemon looking at him. He winked at him before looking back to the trainer with a wide smile. Honestly that view was amazing, but he didn’t want to seem rude on his first day. So he had practically forced himself to look away. Be sensible, Riles. Not everyone enjoys being stared at.
Daemon moves to the pull ups bar and grabs onto it. after a couple seconds he lifts his knees and lowers them once again, leaving them bent before repeating. making sure he breathed with the movements to help him focus.
Riley excused himself from the trainer, saying his goodbyes before walking over to Daemon. He stayed quiet as he watched, smiling. After a moment, he finally spoke. “So I have a work out junkie as a room mate? Nice. Not complaining at all. Feel free to work out in our room at anytime.” He mused lightly and smiled.
Daemon drops down from the bar and shakes his head at Riley’s comment and walks back towards his duffel, pulling out a water bottle and drinking some of it.
“Oh come on!” Riley pouted at him. “We’re living together now, must as well try to be friends- right? No need to give me the silent treatment. I’m going to know all your secret habits soon enough.” He smirked lightly.
Daemon looks at Riley, “It’s not a silent treatment.” He says, pulling his shirt back on. “And if youre smart you’ll stay as far away as possible.” he finishes pulling the zipper closed swiftly.
“You have been silent since we met- ergo silent treatment.” Riley shook his head before laughing. “How can I be far away as possible when we share a room? Here’s a hint; it’s not possibly buddy.” He grinned lightly. “So get used to it, you’re stuck with me hotshot.”
“Fine, It’s not exclusive to you, better?” He asks, clearly done with the subject. He grabs his bag and starts walking towards the exit.
“Hey, I got you talking, so, yeah! Much better!” Riley smiled as he quickly walked after him, trying to dodging the other students training. “Why are you such a grump, anyways?” He pouted after him.
Daemon rolls his eyes, “I dont like people.” He states simply. walking swiftly through the halls back towards their dorm.
Riley quickly followed her and frowned a bit, shaking his head. “Obviously you haven’t met the right people then! Because I’m a delight. Give it time, you’ll come to enjoy my presence.” He hummed lightly and smiled
Daemon finds himself chuckling a bit, his roommate was definitely persistent. He had to give him props.
“Ha!” Riley yelled out, grinning as he looked at him. “I got a chuckle out of you! See? Already warming up to me. Told you so.” He mused with a smirk, turning so he could be walking backwards. He smiled widely at Daemon as he walked infront of him, facing him.
Daemon rolls his eyes, “Don’t count on it, blondie.” He says, still walking. suddenly grabbing Riley’s wrist and yanking him towards his chest, just in time for a group of first years to come whizzing past. “Watch your surroundings, yeah?” He growls, releasing him.
“Too late, already am!” Riley grinned as he continued to walk backwards. He gasped when the other grabbed his wrist and pulled on him. Stumbling forward, he reached out and rested his hand on his chest as he fell into it, letting out a soft laugh. “Why should I when I have you as my knight in shining armor?” He looked up at him and grinned.
Daemon rolls his eyes and backs away from Riley, putting distance between them. “I’m not going to protect you from first years, the next time youre on your own.”
Riley pouted as he took a step back, then laughed lightly. “No way, I don’t believe it.” He shook his head, smiling. “I can see it now, you saving me whenever I get in trouble. My personal knight. I like it!” He grinned widely.
“And when you realize I’m serious, I expect no whining.” Daemon replies, rolling his eyes with a sarcastic smile as he walks around Riley.
“Please.” Riley snorted with a roll of his eyes, grinning as he turned his body to follow him. “You’ll be the one whining when you realize that I’m the one who is right!” He laughed lightly. “I’m always right, love.”
Daemon shakes his head, “In your dreams, blondie.” he says firmly, “On second thought, not even then.”
Elly Summers
Name: Elysse “Elly” Summers
Age:21
Gender: Female
Species: Pureblood Werewolf
Rank:Undetermined
Sexuality: Straight
Face Claim: Jennifer Lawrence
Bio: Born into a rather small wolf pack to the beta pair, Elly and her younger brother, Connor, grew up knowing pack life.At the age of 15 she lost her little brother and her mother in a car crash, thus causing her to become a bigger part of caring for her pack. Often having to help keep the peace between her father and any other wolf that decided to get mouthy.On December 25th, hunters attacked Silver Sun pack and killed every single pack member while she was away at college. The eighteen year old returned home to find her pack lands destroyed and no pack members left. She tried for three years to find them, dropping put of school to do so.On her journey she met a witch who took her in, but after a argument between the two, the witch cursed Elly. The curse petty, but it left her alive. Now unable to eat food without it turning to ashes, Elly survives on water. Knowing she could have ended up with much worse, Elly left and continued her traveling.
Aislynn Marie Carter
Name: Aislynn Marie Carter
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Species: Werewolf (Bitten)
Rank: Undetermined
Sexual Orientation: Demisexual
Personality: Shy, Quiet, Skiddish around men, Loyal, Kind, Loves kids
Face Claim: Keira Knightly
Bio: Aislynn was a human that had been dating a werewolf unbeknownst for two months. Her boyfriend had broken up with her and bit her one day while they were out on a hiking trip. Now on her own Aislynn is searching for others like her to help guide her and teach her. (will add more later)
