Blood Mansion

Mansion of hell; where vampires rule and humans cower. Kidnapped and taken from their lives, young teens are forced to work for the undead. Whether it be as blood donors, maids, garden tenders, or just for someone the masters of the house can treat as pets.
Rebellions from the mansion are impossible, and the masters are cold to whoever tries to escape. Most of the vampires know no such thing as love, and forbid it among the slaves.
The slaves work as a group to the vampire masters, but every now and then a master will claim a slave as his or her own. It is expected of the slaves to follow all orders from any master, but their priorities would then be to whoever claimed them, if they have been claimed.
 
Skeleton:
Human
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History before the mansion
 
Vampire
Name
Age (appearance, then real)
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Rules
1) no god modeling or power playing
2) 1:1 ratio for vamp:human
3) Do not interrupt a scene or try to control another character a scene because you want to talk to them.
4) Keep it pg13
5) If a battle occurs, do not control the other character(s) and do not make yours invincible

Guidelines of what usually happens in this role play
1) Most of the time with this, the masters are male and slaves are female. Just sorta happens, and that is fine. But it is also welcome to have a female master (sometimes it makes things interesting)
2) romance between slaves and masters happen often (and is quite entertaining some times)
3) There will be a council of vampires that do not live in the mansion (ill control the head and most of them….) and they will stop by. Unless you master is extremely rebellious (which they most likely won’t be against the council) they should follow most council orders
a) Also, council is very much against romance. So that always adds drama
4) If a slave is claimed by a vampire, that vampire can be as harsh as they wish to said slave if the slave (or even if they don’t) misbehave.
a) Masters can also get very protective of their claimed ones.
5) If a slave is claimed, then another master should respect that of the original claimer. But on the other hand, they could duel or find a bargain to claim the slave. And if an agreement can’t be met, well, more drama.
 
 
Human
Name Thea
Age 17
Gender Female
Appearance

Thea:

Personality She is very much a tease and a flirt. Will hook up with any hot guy that walks, if they have a pulse or not. There isn’t an innocent bone in her body. She is a kleptomaniac, but tries to keep it a secret, especially around the masters. She is very confident in herself, but doesn’t go looking for trouble. She will usually listen to orders, but may try to get a reward after.
History before the mansion She was the daughter of a lady who sold her body to support the both of them. But sometimes it wasn’t enough. Thea got her ‘flirty’ tendencies from her mom, and thought it was an ok way to live. But when her mom wouldn’t bring in enough money, Thea would have the need to steal minor stuff. Usually a few oranges from a fruit stand, or a shirt or skirt from a department store.  But soon, as she got older, so did her mom. When her mom was completely out of business, so Thea would steal more and more. Any time she went to a new hook ups house, she would usually leave with their wallet or small trinkets.
She was actually taken to the mansion because of her flirty tendencies. Right after her mom had past away, Thea snuck onto a college campus to find someone to hook up with. She did, but he wasn’t exactly a student, but a vampire (could be any of them at the mansion if you guys want). He took her away to the mansion when she thought she was getting whisked away to a dorm. That’s when things in her life got interesting. Er….more interesting at least.
 
Vampire
Name Sebastian
Age (appearance, then real) 21, 1113
Gender male
Appearance  

Sebastian:

Personality Cold and harsh. Doesn’t really take funny business from anyone. If a slave screws up, he will punish them. He isn’t afraid to lock anyone away for weeks on end, but wont let them die if they are locked away. He will give them enough food or water to keep them alive, but not enough to keep them comfortable (for lack of a better word). He doesn’t mind seeing people in pain, and can sometimes find it entertaining.
 
Human
Name Nicholas (Nick for short)
Age 18ish
Gender male
Appearance

Nicholas:

Personality Nick is somewhat closed off. Not to say he is shy, but he just doesn’t talk much. If you start a conversation with him, he will continue it, but he isn’t one to start a fight. But on the other end, he will finish a fight if someone starts one. He isn’t one to really be messed with, and will be that one idiot who takes on a vampire when he can easily be beaten.
History before the mansion Not all that sure yet….
 
Vampire
Name Alice
Age (appearance, then real) 22, 98
Gender Female
Appearance

alice:

 
Personality She is very uncertain about what happens and can’t seem to make a decision and stick with it. She loves change, and tends to change her appearance, her room layout, or even where she lives frequently. She will come in and out of the mansion as she pleases, usually taking a few years away from it before coming back for a few years. She doesn’t really like being a vampire, but doesn’t really have a choice in the matter.


Human
Name Mai
Age 17
Gender Female
Appearance https://servimg.com/view/15239750/31
Personality very sweet and kind. Embarrassed easily and blushes a lot. Naïve at times.
History before the mansion TBA

Vampire
Name Nero
Age (appearance, then real) 20. 23. A really new vampire who has very little control.
Gender Male
Appearance http://weheartit.com/entry/9889601/in-set/2184489-characters
Personality Has a short temper because he doesn’t want to be what he is. Has hurt more people than he wants and tries to stay away from the slaves if he can.


(I might change Thea to someone else. Not sure yet.)

Human
Name: Adelaide (aka Dell)
Age: 1
Gender:
Appearance:

Spoiler:

Personality: She's a bit spirited, definitely not the type to give into a master right away. She's no stranger to pain because of her upbringing so could probably stand a bit of that and still be stubborn. She's not the outspoken kind of spirited though, more the just stare at you in silence kind.
History before the mansion: Not quite sure how she ended up here, but she lived with her drunk of an aunt before hand when her father was overseas with the army. When he was around he was no stranger to the bottle either. Easy enough to say she got hit around quite a lot, and kinda raised herself, because of having to care for her aunt.


Vampire
Name Mikhail
Age (appearance, then real): 23, 132
Gender: Male
Appearance:

Spoiler:

Personality: Well, he's cruel, loves to hurt his slaves and see them break, will play with them for a long time and then toss them aside when he's bored. Whether its giving it to another vampire or simply killing it.

((Human))

Name: Katia
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Appearance:

Spoiler:

Personality: She's rather soft spoken, but she has a problem with accepting things that she doesn't like. I don't know much else about her, because she's a brand new character.
History before the mansion: I don't really know...


((Vampire))

Name: Tatsuo
Age: 22, 447
Gender: Male
Appearance:

Spoiler:

Personality: *sigh* I don't particularly know much about him, either, except that he's constantly calm and quiet.


((Vampire))

Name: Camden
Age: 17, 21
Gender: Male
Appearance: Camden stands at a barely-there 5'2" and he's softly built, while still maintaining the cold, harsh strength of any of his fellow vampires. He's got dark black hair that hangs into his eyes and just past his ears and very pale red eyes. He's got clear, porcelain skin and dimples on his cheeks. He's also got two piercings in one ear and three in the other. He has one tattoo on the inside of his wrist that states: "I can't change."
Personality: TBD


((Human))

Name: Tempest
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Appearance:

Spoiler:

Personality: TBD
History before the mansion: TBD

Human~

Name: Kaleb
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Personality: Not really sure.... i get the feeling he's an optimist and isnt easy to scare or beat down. He'll comply with most requests out of fear but he has his limits, and if he thinks he can get away with not doing something, he probably wont do it.
History before the mansion: Not sure....

Vampire~

Name: Brooke
Age: 18 or so, 329
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Personality: A girl of many faces..... in front of her undead peers, she'll play it tough and serious just to avoid looking weak. Despite her small size, she can be very intimidating if she wants to be. But underneath it all, she's fairly care-free and lighthearted, and enjoys exploring. Can be somewhat impulsive. Doesnt really like the moral and social obligations placed upon her by her peers that came with vampirism, but enjoys the perks - exploring is much easier when you have all that time and the extra strength and whatnot.



Can throw in extra characters if necessary later on.

Vampires

Name: Quincy Marks
Age (appearance, then real): 23, 33
Gender: F
Appearance:

Personality: not really loving the vampirism or the slaves thing, as she was a slave before being changed. She'll be polite and humane, very careful with her rules, but daring with everyone else's.

Name: Thomas Irvington
Age (appearance, then real): 26, 749
Gender: M
Appearance:

Personality: keeps to himself, quiet.

Humans

Name: Mike Pierce
Age: 24
Gender: M
Appearance: He's 5'9'', so sort of short. More 'big boned', that sort of stocky build that's not really fat but just sort of...big. Short brown hair with brown eyes that have flecks of bright blue in them.
Personality: he's a very good soul. Very moral'd and polite. Hesitant.
History before the mansion: TBD

Name: Tallie Rose
Age: 17
Gender: F
Appearance: she always wears large guy's sweatshirts, and an eye patch over her right eye. Both hands are gloved, which go up to her elbows. all is to hide past abuse from her previous master.

Personality: very quiet, seeming very disoriented or deranged most of the time. most of the time, she's unfocused. very flinch-y and easy to scare.
History before the mansion: TBD

”C’mon, Darling. Just come back to my place.” The dark and strangely handsome man just grinned down to Thea. She smiled back up to him and twirled a piece of hair through her finger.

“Hmm….Alright. Just for the night.” She winked up at him and linked her arm through his. He led her back into a small, black, expensive sports car and opened the door for her. She climbed in and bucked herself in. Pulling down the visor she started to fix her makeup. He smiled over to her when he got into the drivers seat.

“Yes. Just for the night.” He started the car and they started off.

“Arent the dorms the other way?” She asked softly.

“There are a few this way as well.” He just kept speeding down the road until they arrived to a large gothic style castle.

“Where are we?”

“My home.” He quickly leaned across the dash board and she saw his face. Eyes black and white fangs and pale skin. It didn’t take her long to realize he wasn’t exactly normal. And it took her less time to realize that she was about to be bitten. She opened her mouth to scream, but his bite on her neck silenced her.

Thea woke with a start, breathing ragged. She looked around and groaned. Still in this hell. She looked over to the window and saw the sun setting. Another long day was starting and she didn’t really want to take part in it. Instead, she pulled her blanket back over her face and laid there until she was called to work.



Mai sat by the large window in the library, curled as she read a classic novel. She always work up early to catch the last of the daylight before the masters woke up for long nights. She Hummed softly as she flipped the page of the book. She might be able to get another few pages in until the masters wanted help. Looking at the book, she contemplated what she wanted to do. She had just finished the chapter and didn’t really want to start another one.

So, after a few moments of thought, she closed the book and put it back on the shelf. She stood and brushed off her skirt before going down to the kitchen to warm up a glass of blood. Once it finished, she went up stairs, carefully carrying the goblet and knocked onto the door.

“Mikhail, its Mai.” The slaves always switched off who would bring him the first glass of blood. It lowered ricks of being bitten that way. “I have your morning blood.”



Alice work with a small grumble in her stomach. She sighed and rolled out of her bed with a thud. She went over to her closet and pulled out a yellow sundress. She changed into it and pulled her hair up into careful French twists along the side of her head. Something she was so used to doing that she didn’t even need a mirror or any sort of reflection. She pulled on some sandals and called herself prepared to face the others of this place.

She left her room and skipped down the halls and looked around. She was hungry but didn’t really know what to do or who to ask for some blood for today.


(I'll add the guys in my second post. If anyone wishes to run into them, I can tell you where they would be located.)

Katia’s fingers shook slightly as she finished this evening’s batch of dishes from dinner. She had brought it upon herself to feed the rest of the slaves, reminiscing about days when she would feed her siblings. She didn’t miss them anymore. No. She hadn’t missed them for a while. She only missed the smells of bread being made when she woke up, or her mother’s playful face as she would scold everyone. She looked up from her memories and dried her fingers on her jeans and tied up her long hair, blowing at her bangs as they fell into her face. After a moment of deep breathing, she left the kitchen and went upstairs, standing at the foot of the hall. One step. Two. Three. Ten. And there she was, at Nero’s door. She knocked unsteadily and kept her eyes down. “Master Nero?” Her voice quivered softly, but not out of fear. She was tired and it mingled with her anxiety.


((I'll post the rest later, as they come to me.))

Nero woke with a start at his name and fell off of his bed at being startled. After three years he still hadnt gotten used to the heightened senses. His room was still mostly dark except for a few dim lights and candles. He rubbed his head and sighed, just laying on the ground with his covers half over him and still half on his bed.

"C'mon in, Katia." he sighed and continued to look at the ground. His hair was in a tangled mess from sleeping with nightmares. Or day mares. He didnt know what to call them seeing as he slept during the day now. Again, after three years, he still found that weird. "What do you want?" His voice was cold, not really appreciating being woke up. He used to be a slave here, until after a few mistakes and a near death experience, he was promoted by the kindness of Alice. And while he was human he was known for being kind and nice. Well, when your life takes a one-eighty like his did, so does your personality. He isnt necessarily mean now, but he wasnt very nice anymore.

Brooke~

Come on come on come ON!!!!!! Could the sun go down ANY slower?! Sleep's been evading me ALL DAY. Sometimes i get like this..... when i just cant rest and need to be up and moving and DOING something and the indoors is just too damn small. Even in a huge house like this, i often feel confined. Staying in one place is a struggle and being idle is torture. As soon as the sun is safely behind the horizon, i want to be out of here. Just.... slip out without anyone (human or otherwise) spotting me. Blood can wait. There's just too much to do..... the cave i found yesterday smelled kinda like bear, but i still want to go explore it. Maybe i'll find something interesting, and even if i dont, its something to do. Besides, if i wait until later, i might get pulled aside by some trivial request by a peer. Better to go as soon as possible..... i've already been dressed and ready to go for hours. Now its just a waiting game.....


Kaleb~

The sun was going down, and i was trying my hardest not to be noticed. I was awake and ready to cater to my undead 'masters', but when the vampires woke up? Well, they tended to be hungry. And i could take a lot, but being bitten...... that was horrible for me. And, probably against my better judgement, i had a tendency to fight back when bitten. I knew it wasnt a good reaction, but..... when i felt those horrible fangs sliding into my throat, the sheer panic often blinded me and i would struggle without realizing it. I'd received a number of punishments for infractions of that variety.... but i kept on going. And i would continue to keep on going. I was alive and really, things could be worse, right? I mostly kept out of trouble and so life wasnt too horrible for me here. I intended to keep it that way.

Quincy
Thirty three years, three hundred and fifty two days...
Time was important to me still. I wanted it to stay important. Some of these vampires, those who couldn't even remember how many days were in a month anymore. Those who couldn't even name the twelve of them. Couldn't recall their birthday. They drove me crazy. Worrying about time was something that seemed so mundane to me. So human, like I still had a limited amount of it. Not the case anymore, but I'd at least remember how old I am.
Perhaps all of this was very depressing as thoughts go. ...Eh, I've had worse. No sun for ten years might do that to you. That...what was it when I was human... seasonal affective disorder.
I feel the thirst nagging at my throat, but just stay lying in bed for a little while. Modest Mouse starts playing as my alarm clock, but they're so lax in their style it's easy to just chill out to. Still a young vampire, Quince. Can't be ignoring it when it's so little; it gets bad quick...

Mike
I was tired. Definitely not a night owl, no matter how hard I tried - in here or before here. Seems all of my 'jobs' operated during weird off hours. Whatever. Had my assignments, chores, what-have-you. Needed to get done.
I sit up from my bed, yawning as I got dressed and yawning as I got some 'breakfast' for myself and yawning as I go off to my boss. Boss. Because that was normal, compared to master and mistress.

Tallie
I sit, completely relaxed in my chair in the corner of my master's room. Like a doll, nothin holding me together... Sun was gone, he'd get up soon. I'd need to do something, but for now...just staying here... I'd be here for him when he needed me. No problems...

(Sorry for the late joing..... just got on a computer. Here are my characters finally.... )


Vampire
Name: Derrike
Age looks about 18 but is 400.
Gender male
Personality: Kind of all merp. He likes to keep to him self but he has a watchful eye on people.
Apperance:


Vampire
Name Miriah
Age looks 16 is actually 230.
Gender Female
Personality Loud mouth thing. She doesnt give a crap about who hears her as long as she is heard. She hates that she is vampire everyday and wishes that she would under a tombstone right now.
Appearance: http://www.wallsave.com/wallpapers/1280x1024/vampire-anime-girl-x/342268/vampire-anime-girl-x-fotos-de-amy-lee-musa-g-tica-do-evanescence-by-anndy-342268.jpg

Human
Name: Alexandria
Age 19
Gender female
Personality the rock and roll type chick. Doesnt give a crap mostly. Strong girl who has been through hell and back so dont mess with her cuz she will get in your face.
History before the mansion: has been traveling with her band until she got kicked out. Not much is known bout her parents... she likes to keep that a secret.
Appearance


Human
Name Mitchel
Age 19
Gender male
Personality laid back. Bad boy type dude. Raises hell wherever he goes. He usually minds his own stuff and doesnt really care that much for other peoples crap since he has to deal with his own.
History before the mansion: Merp nothing much actaully.. left his house in rage because his parents where trying to control his life.
Appearance:

Mikhail --

I was already up before she knocked on my door. I'd found myself restless this morning, unable to completely focus on one item of my overfilled mind. Perhaps it would be best to find something, or someone to calm myself.

Mai, I mused. She isn't the ugliest of the slaves.

Shaking my head I let an amused smile slid to my lips as I allowed the girl to wait a moment. No, I wouldn't mess with that one yet. No. It was best to allow them to think I was harmless, that the stories were just stories, then to mess with them. That's where the best fun was to be had. Perhaps I would just have to go for a swim to work off this restlessness. I hadn't swum in some time.

"Come in," I requested, deciding Mai had waited long enough. "The door is not locked."



Adelaide --


Holding the glass in my hand I stared at the door, unable to completely force myself to knock. He couldn't be that bad, right? After all, I was a new slave, standing outside the door wasn't really an offense, was it? I just.. needed to work up the nerve to knock on it.

Pull yourself together, I childed, knocking firmly on the door. You can do this.

"Master Sebastian? Your blood, sir. It's meal time."

Mai
Mai let herself in and held the goblet out to him. "I have your breakfast, sir." She smiled and gave a small bow to him before putting the goblet down on a table and doing a quick sweep of the room to pick up some scattered stuff on the floor. "Do you need anything done? Any laundry or something?" She didnt know what exactly he would need done, seeing as she didnt know him yet.


Sebastian
Already awake, Sebastian sat in his bed reading a book, shirtless of course. He flipped the pages causally, not really reading what he was looking at. He always had more time to do that.

"C'mon in." he called to whoever was at the door. He put the book down and leaned against the wall next to his bed.

Mikhail --

"Thank-you," he purred, taking the goblet from her. "And no, not at the moment. Perhaps you could check in later and see if I have anything then? I love to see a pretty face around."

As I spoke I sipped the blood, feeling the craving I'd been ignoring begin to calm. At least the girl wouldn't be scared away because I'd been dumb enough to drop a friendly facade and bite her before the game had begun.


Adelaide --

Taking another deep breath I pushed the door open, giving him a small curtsy. I wasn't quite sure if that's what we're supposed to do but I figured it wouldn't be taken bad even if it wasn't what we were to do.

"Your blood, sir." I offered, raising the cup. "Is there anything you need doing sir?"

Mai bowed once and smiled to him. "Yessir. If there is anything I could do, just call for me. I will be here as soon as possible." She bowed again, her hair falling away from her neck to show the assortment of scars that littered her skin.

She stood back up and pushed her glasses up a bit on the bridge of her nose. A light blush had risen to her cheeks at the comment of the pretty face. It was so nice of him to give a human like her that compliment. She didnt know why everyone was so afraid of him, he seemed like a nice guy.

--

Sebastian crinkled his nose at the smell of the cupped blood. He much preferred it straight from a source. With a quick, graceful movement he stood from the bed and was next to her. He ran his finger along her jawline and tilted her head gently. He licked his lips and looked at her neck. letting the tension in the room build, he kept her in that position for a few seconds before taking the glass from her and sipping from it.

"Thank you, doll face."

Adelaide

I could have sworn my heart was beating fast enough to pop out of my chest. Swallowing slowly I attempted to calm myself while giving him a shaky smile.

"You're welcome sir. Very much so, sir." I managed. "Is there anything else that you would want? "

As I questioned him I was careful to steady my voice, not wanting to seem weak. I'm sure that my shaking was enough to make it clear though that I was nervous.l

(Ima reply for Mikhail after my phone stops freaking out)

Quincy
I sit up, pulling my covers off to put my feet on the carpeted floor and stand. "Nicholas." Sitting outside again? I glance at my curtains, not wanting to chance the burn of the sun if I had awoken early accidentally. The room was in darkness with them drawn, so I turn on the bedside lamp.

((Whoever would like Mike or Tallie as slaves...just stick em in your narrative er somethin.))

Tempest stalked through the halls, nearly holding her breath. She repeated to herself that the vampires weren't scary. That they didn't want to eat her, but she was a terrible liar. She wasn't sure which master to go to, so instead, she stood at the end of the hall, staring forward like some sort of broken doll. With glassy eyes, she surveyed each door, playing a lethal game of eeny-meeny-miney-moe. Even after three games of landing on separate doors, she couldn't find the will to move her feet.


Katia flinched and bowed her head. "I... I came to check if you were hungry," she said softly. She didn't particularly mind being around the vampires. Something about their effortlessness made her green with envy. She wanted to be able to be graceful and beautiful and... And have the chance to play God. She loved how easily they could control lives and end them... But she'd never admit it to one of them. Not even her life was on the line.

Camden sat in the study, staring at the intricate table of cards, that he had built nearly an hour prior, which was wobbling precariously. His eyes tightened and he steadied the table under it and turned his head to let out a quick sigh of relief. Beside him was a thick blanket, which he had wrapped himself up in to walk to the room while the sun was setting. He was never much a fan of sleep, so it wasn't unusual for him to go around in an ill-fashioned cloak.


Tatsuo sat in his room, silent, a small leather bound book in hand. He has found it on a dusty top shelf in the library. There was nothing particularly spectacular about it, except that it had his name written on the top corner of the cover. He didn't remember ever receiving or owning the book, so why did it hold his name? He continued reading, hoping some answers would be revealed.

Mikhail

"Thank-you Mai, I'll be sure to do that. Such politeness, I believe the other slaves should look at you as an example," I paused, pushing fain annoyance into my tone. "Although the word slave is such a medieval one, I wish we didn't have to refer to you as such. Servants would be so much nicer, and perhaps your kind would be as well, because then we would pay you." Once again I paused, twisting my face to make it look as if I were considering something. "Perhaps if I call upon you again I'll have to have some form of payment for you. Such as earrings."

As I was speaking the final words I rose my goblet as if toasting her. More than once I had played this game with the other slave girls, although I was almost certain that none of them would speak of it.

"Food for thought." I said, a musing tone in my voice before I took a sip. "You're dismissed if you wish to be."

Tallie
No movement, but for his eyes across the page of the book in his hand. I glance up at him, studying him just as closely. His eyes, different colors... my hand drifts up to trace the line of my patch where it covers my cheek to hide. Tatauo...he was...nicer than that. The other people said it was bad to stick to one. The others got jealous or something... I had my marks already, wasn't much else for the vampires to do to me.

Sebastian chuckled and shook his head. He took another step back and watched her. "This will suffice. Thank you, doll." He just loved the reaction some gave in fear of being bitten. "Better run along and do whatever chores you have for today. Wouldn't want to fall behind, would we?" He watched her as he drank from his glass.


Mai looked up at him and blinked. She smiled at his compliment and bowed her head again. "Thank you, sir, for your kind words. I hope to please those who are in power at this place." She had learned long ago that please people above you was the best way to survive. She had no idea if he would stay true to his offer, and had no way of forcing him to. Instead, she just bowed again and left. "I shall see you later if you need me," she said once she got to the door before pushing it open.


Nero looked up from the ground and sighed. Yes, he was hungry, but didnt exactly like eating... or well drinking, blood. He sat up on the ground and beckoned her to come over. "What type is it today?" He asked. "A, B, AB, O? Positive, Negative?" Not like it mattered much. His tone was bitter as he spoke. Blinking a few times he reached over to the sunglasses that were just out of his reach on his desk. "Would you mind passing those to me?"


Nicholas sat in the garden below Quincy's room to watch the sunset. A sigh escaped his lips as the pink sky faded into a dark blue. He heard his name called and stood slowly. Time for another night of hell. He reached up and pushed her window open, climbing in carefully. "You called?" He asked, his voice somewhat dull.

Quincy
I knew that look. Very well. I never liked seeing it on the people in this mansion. His scent hits me immediately, the sound of his heart... I think I physically flinch as my fingers curl in the sheets slightly to give me every reason to stay put. "Would you mind bringing me a pint?" I ask him, staring at my knees and not him. Didn't want him to see my own look of living in hell still.

Tatsuo looked up briefly, landing on Tallie before looking back to his book. "Why you waste your time in here is beyond me," he said softly, eyes still down. She didn't seem terrible frightened by him, though he hadn't given her any reason to, really, aside from his species. She had always struck him as curious, too, so it softened any annoyance brought on by having her around.

Tallie
I look away quickly, as if ashamed of being caught. My hand zips back to my lap to avoid attention onto my right eye. "...Safe." instead I fidget with my gloves. I had enough marks to know who was safe to be around.