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"You just don't ask people how there father is! If you're really that curious, his name is Stan Normal." she sighs and looked down

"Got it"he nods quietlyOf course it wasn't frankeinstein, he is just a story character

"Guessing you expected my dad to be THE Frankenstein. One, he's not real. Two, if he was real he would have died of old age."

Seeing we r the only ones up at the moment ill be the one to greet u. Just rember eclipse is medival soo she will speak and act like it lol))

"Y-yeah I know he i-isn't real"

"Im sorry but who is Frankinstine?"

"A scientist who made a monster using a abnormal brain, the monster was nice but looked scary so he was hated"

"Oh okay. The guy sounds interesting."

"He's a fictional character"

"Yeah I know but it still sounds like a good story."

He laughs"Guess so"

"Just a spoiler alert, the monster and his creator die. So yeah." she scratches her head.

*walks into Cafetirea* oh hello

She jumps a bit "Oh, you scared me!"

A strange teen walks into school, a mechanical dog following him. The dog had gears piercing out of it's back, but it walked like a regular dog. On it was an engraved collar with a rune serving as the nametag. The whole entire contraption was made out of gold, but somehow the jaw is holding up a small bookbag. Ben himself was wearing a black sweater, almost matching his dark unruly (and floofy) hair that seems to have large segments as grey. He also wore a long velvet coat colored gray, embroidered with what seems to be neon blue thread. His skin is a dark brown, complimenting his dark green eyes. After quickly getting settled, he walks into the cafeteria.

She went to pet his mechanical dog. Sparks flew across her neck. When she tried pet his dog, she accidentaly over circuit the wires and short fused it "Oh my! I'm so sorry!" She cried hard and felt really sorry.

"It's okay, you only disrupted the magic flow. It operates via the rune. No wires involved." He had a British/Scottish accent, but before you could even analyze him, he hugged her. He felt... warm, but very cold in a way. You notice a large scar on his right cheek that was a dark pale color.

The dog yips, and the lights in its eyes are restored. It then folds into a medium sized cube, but not before you realize it was a a type of rottweiler. ((forgot to add that sentence.))

Abby was curious and tried to examine him. But she could , he hugged her. His arms and heart were warm,but his hands were cold. She looked at him; seeing a scar on his cheek " You have a scar too?" she asked.

"Yeah." He just shrugs, examines the cube, and puts it into his backpack.