fandomhighdorms | All Over the Dorms, Saturday Afternoon

So, Kate had been pretty pissed off over having let that pale guy escape earlier. For a bunch of reasons. She was telling herself his words weren't one of them.

Luckily the building offered more than enough distraction from that. She'd been here a month or so ago, just for a few days until she'd skipped to the fun side of town. It hadn't been like this, though: this place here was alive. It smelled utterly human, like a bunch of breathers going about their puny little lives, oblivious to the danger now right outside their doors. It was intoxicating.

Later, Kate wanted to see if the rest of the town was the same but for now, she was soaking up the smell of humanity by prowling the hallways. Occasionally, she knocked on a random door just to see if there was someone amusing there.

For now, she considered the dorms her own personal playground.

[ooc: OH SO OPEN. Feel free to run into her in any hallway, or mod your door being knocked on. She's not going to bite anyone (at least not without proper OOC permission omg), but she is going to be hella creepy at everyone, because it's what you do when you're a teen vampire.]

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Nathan was plenty alive thank you very fucking much and he wasn't changed at all either. Nope, he was just strolling down the corridor to his room, happily puffing on a smoke and contemplating having an even better smoke once he got into his room.

He really needed to pay better attention to things.

But why? Being oblivious led to smirking girls sidling up to him, almost as if out of nowhere. "Can I bum one of those?"

She was back to pretending to fit in with all the little humans here. For now.

Yeah, he hadn't seen that coming and jumped a little when she was suddenly there. "Jesus fuck, where the hell did you come from? You nearly gave me a heart attack."

"Aww, your poor little heart," Kate drawled, smirk widening as she tilted her head. "Did I give it a little jolt?"

She liked it when their hearts beat faster.

"I'm fine," Nathan said, giving her a look while offering her his cigarette. "Did you do something different to your hair? You look like some fucking club kid with the blue shit in there."

"I like it," she replied with a calculated little shrug as she took the cigarette. "Thought I'd change it up a bit."

Yes, by now she'd figured out she was probably on some other version of the island. It might be beneficial to pretend to be the Kate these people knew.

"Yeah? You look like a fucking Smurf pissed on you," Nathan said, reaching for those blue streaks to give them a look. "Gotta say, I liked the old way better. You look like mommy gave you a few Euros to go shopping and you spent it all in the goth shop just to be edgy."

Kate raised an eyebrow at his hand, almost fascinated. Humans reaching for her so carelessly wasn't going to stop feeling novel for a while, and she smiled.

"And this coming from a boy with ridiculous curls like those."

"Please, you have admitted that you fucking love my hair," Nathan said, letting her hair drop down and rolling his eyes. "I distinctly remember that you even hung onto it while you were riding me awhile back."

Would Nathan feel weird about saying this to a fifteen year old? Probably not.

Kate smirked as she took a drag off the cigarette. The Kate here seemed to get around, too. She approved.

"Well," she said, "a lady can change her mind, can't she?"

Topher might not have been in the most attentive state of mind today, after finding himself with a totally different face. So he didn't even notice the creepy third-floor-pride girl as he was walking through the halls.

Oops.

"You saying you're changing your mind?" Nathan asked, leaning against one of the walls and giving her a look. He shook his hair out, tossing his curl to and fro. "You're a fucking liar. You love my look and you just wish you could still get on my dick."

"Who says I can't?" Kate retorted, sliding a bit closer, though not quite into his personal space. "Did you suffer an embarrassing, groin-related injury?"

Well, he'd probably be happy to know this particular version had no floor pride agenda of any sort, not having lived in the dorms for more than two days total.

Or maybe he wouldn't be happy, because she was creepy. Amused that he seemed not to have noticed her, Kate started following him, matching each step to his, combat boots surprisingly quiet against the hallway floor.

But not entirely silent.

Nathan raised an eyebrow at that and wondered if she was fucking around with him. He wouldn't put it past her.

"You say you can't like every fucking time we talk," Nathan reminded her, raising an eyebrow. "And my groin is just fine, thank you. The beast is resting, all snug and comfortable in its cotton lair. Don't upset it now or it might wake up and give you a look with its one big, all seeing eye."

He reached down and gave the front of his pants a pat.

Topher had absolutely zero survival instinct. It would be the reason that one day, he would end up splattered with blood with absolutely nothing to do about it and no sense of self-preservation.

Ahem.

So no, he didn't walk faster.

Kate tilted her head at him again. "You're amusing," she informed him with a puff of smoke. She eyed him, and noted he also had a very nice neck. "Was that supposed to be a threat?"

Kate followed him semi-silently for a moment or two. Then she decided just doing that was boring.

"Hey, dude," she called out, sounding lazy. "Where are you off to?"

One day, Nathan was gonna get hip to people being obsessed with his neck. One day. "Why would it be a threat? I don't threaten. You're the one that doesn't wanna piece of me anymore. That just means you're missing out and everyone else isn't. Aww, don't be sad."

He reached to actually make her mouth into a frown because he was a fucking idiot. "People have cried over me enough lately. If I were a psycho, I'd say something about tears being delicious but I'm not a psycho."

Oh!

Topher jumped, and turned around. Damn. It was the creepy girl again. (Sorry, Kate.)

"Burger," he said. "Thought I'd get one."

No, he didn't ask where she was going.

It was kind of endearing how much of a fucking idiot he was, really. In a pretty twisted way but still.

Kate tried to bite at his fingers, playfully. For now. "What if I've changed my mind?"

"How unhealthy," Kate drawled, sauntering closer now that she had his attention, an easy little smirk on her face. "People should watch what they eat."

Like she did.

Well, she was just being all kinds of surprising, wasn't she? Nathan still didn't know if he was being fucked with or not but he could play along with her for the moment.

He pulled his fingers away from her before she could get her teeth into his skin. He leaned back against the wall and crossed his arms.

"You haven't," Nathan told her, shaking his head. "You're too...what's the word? You're like married to that blonde British bloke that must have some huge fucking cock because there ain't nothing else going on there."

"Nah, I like burgers," Topher countered, still not picking up on a single thing wrong with this. "Especially with ketchup. You seriously don't like ketchup?"

[[just a nod to your note up there, biting is totes okay by me! if you want. whatever. :)]]

So, that had been like her byfriend? Of course it had.

Kate waved a dismissive hand. "What, that guy? He ran away from me this morning." Hey, that was even true! "I think it's safe to say it's over. I'm not married to anyone."

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