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She looked at Sylvie with a raised eyebrow, “are you all right.”

"Actually, not really" she told Scarlet.

“If someone did something to you... I won’t hesitate.” She looked at her seriously.

" No, I think Leanne is a vampire......." She whispered. " I'm a werewolf. The two don't exactly mix"

She looked back at Leanne, and shrugged, “maybe you should just ask him...” she looked back at you.

Scar shifted slightly, she did not know how much longer she could do this. The bell was bound to ring soon and then she wanted to be out in the woods. The only time she felt truly at ease was when she was drawing, definitely not when she was talking.

She nodded to Scarlet and turned to Leanne. "Hey" she whispered softly. " I was wondering if...umm...you..er.....if you're a vampire" the last word was strained, and inside she prayed her instincts were wrong. But they were never wrong before.

She looked at Leanne and watched him closely, and if he triesd anything all she had to do was bring out water.

Kitsumi's ears twitched as she listened in on the conversation, she was a bit confused. Her race was sorta a decendent of Werewolves however she didn't see the problem. "Sylvie do they really notmix that well how can you be so sure?" She asked curiously.

{sorry I didn't post back for a while I had family issues going on and now we have a few extra people living with us so ya....}

Damien sat in his seat minding his business even though pretty much the whole class was have a huge conversation about something that was made up in the past. He glanced back at Kitsumi as he heard her question, "the reason they don't mix is because a werewolf bite is fateful for a vampire and several other reasons. Compared to a real werewolf your bite is just like a little nip, you would be considered a puppy." Ue sid with an intaginizing tone.

"Yeah, it's true" she told Kitsumi. She turned to Damien. "You didn't have to put it so rudely though" she smiled at Kitsumi. "Not many people know about the long feud between werewolf's and vampires,it's okay"

Kitsumi gave a cold gaze twoards Damien, then turned back to Sylvie. "Well it's an ancient fued right? Are you sure it's between all weres an vamps? I mean Damien is a hole but I don't got a problem with him, well not really...." She muttered.

Leanne stiffened when Sylvie turned to ask him the question.
Are you a vampire?
He didn’t know what to say so he kept silent, staring at her. He heard kitsumi’s question about their feud and then Damien’s answer. The other boy wasn’t wrong. Vampires and werewolves didn’t mix well.
We killed each other. Daily. Hell, there were probably people dying right now.
The pressure at Leanne’s throat tightened so much that he felt like he needed to throw up.
So he stood, excused himself, and left the room, notebook and pencil and backpack in hand.

I stared at everyone, wondering why so many people are so unique at this school. I'm a standard human myself with classic wizard powers. My uncle calls me Potter, he's odd. But it's not too important for me most of the time. I shrugged and went out to the courtyard, sitting on a bench in the corner, continuing to draw quietly, not knowing anyone still due to my lack of conversation.

Leanne made his way through the halls, rubbing his throat self-consciously. It was a while before a voice finally appeared in his head.

Did you find them?
Leanne hesitated. "Yeah."
Then what seems to be the problem?
"There's too many." There was an edge in Leanne's voice. "I can't take all of them."
The voice paused.
Don't you pride yourself in being the best of the best?
"This is an unreasonable amount of targets to handle."
Then kill them all, one at a time.

That's when Leanne noticed the small, thin girl sitting outside in the school courtyard. He removed his hand from his throat and frowned at her. She had long, wavy lilac hair and was sitting on a bench drawing. What was she doing out here? Wasn't it class time?

Scar looked up from the spot on the floor she had been focusing on, two people had joined them in the courtyard. Leanne and a girl with lilac hair, the girl was drawing and Leanne was watching her from the doorway. he did not seem to have seen her and Allec yet but he was bound to notice them soon. Scar shifted again waiting for the sound of the bell.