Temper ● Spirit Goddess ● Dorms ● Mentioning: Dakota

"Sounds neat. I'm the Spirit Goddess of dance and choral song. Nothing too fancy though." Temper said, eyeing up her familiar who, while a little stern, seemed to still be much more friendlier than her own familiar. Temper pointed towards the beast, currently curled up comfortable on top of one of the soft, velvet pillows, sleeping away his journey up the stairs and down a few halls. "That lazy bum is Bombadil. We're not on speaking terms, She peered at the cat, who at first glance seemed cute and cuddly until you move in for a snuggle and lose your whole hand. She flopped herself at the foot of the bed, kicking off her shoes and she took another glance around the room. "Hm... I think this place will do nicely enough. She glanced at Dakota contemplatively, then asked, "So, what's your impression of the school?

: Lou Amser : 25 : Female : Goddess of Luck & Change :
: Location~ Lounge :
Hypnos? Supernatural than? Bazil, is there something you are not telling me? The cat had settled down, after crawling onto her lap, but that simple move did not alleviate Lou's concerns. He was a cat, well, right now he was...as a general rule cats do not show when they are intimidated or upset.

Turning her attention back to Noah, a grin crossed Lou's face as she settled back into her chair...though she heeded her small friend's advice and kept her gaze away from Hypnos's snake. Perhaps it was the relaxing atmosphere that had the woman introducing herself, and Bazil, without a hint of hesitation.

Well perhaps a slight bit of hesitation, as a newcomer walked into the room with a beautiful canine companion. Speaking now to both people, and don't think Lou had not noticed how Bazil had tensed as the other young woman had walked in, Lou introduced herself. "Hello, I'm Lou Amser...once a traveler, now a student and this is my cat Bazil. Nice to meet you Noah, and....?"

Bazil, you need to tell me what these two are....I need to know if telling them of my abilities as a shapechanger is the politically correct thing to do, you have seen the reactions of some of the supernaturals we have met if I don't immediately come forward. If you think that hiding the truth from me will help....it will not.

Bazil's inner voice was strained as he answered. They are gods, Lou. A stretch of inner silence lasted a few seconds before Lu answered.

And you thought that would be something you should not tell me? Should I bow? Run? Arrg, Bazil.

You are on equal grounds with them, Lou. Treat them how you would treat any normal person. I need to tell you something later.

Though it is flattering that you think I am on equal terms with gods, may I remind you Bazil, that I am only a shapechanger? Yes that gives me a few neat tricks...but probably not enough if things turn nasty...which they very well might if the greek stories are anything to go by.

Just act normal. N-O-R-M-A-L.

Greyson Statler | Male | 18 | God of Destruction and War
Location: Dorms | Mentions: Udia {Directly} Gods {Indirectly} ~ Open

As his familiar wrecked his bed he took the time to actually look around. It was a nice room with a huge TV and a neat make-shift kitchen with a microwave and frigde on his side of the room, so he'd be sure to take advantage of that in the night. His roommates possessions where all piled at the other bed and he wondered where they'd run off to, wherever it was it must have been more important than organizing their stuff. "We need to put aside a time to go look around," Udia said as she poked her head out from between the pillows, he turned to her with a cocked brow and a bored expression on his face. "Its clean in here aside from the scent of another god, but the rest of-" though she was quickly cut off as Greyson leapt forward to look at her more seriously. "You smell another god?" he asked, and he again wondered if it was the very person he'd be sharing this room with.

"What, you think your the only one here?" she asked with a twitch of her nose, then pushed herself from the depths of the cotton pillows and flung herself into the center of the bed where she turned to eye him up. "And yes, I know it's not your scent because you reek of blood even though you shower two times a day." she scoffed as she slashed her tail against the blanket. He nodded slowly and looked away, to caught up in his nervous amazement to correctly comprehend the insult. "If there are others, we should go see them." he whispered as he collected himself enough to speak, this caused Udia to puff up in shock at his serious tone.

"You can't just walk around looking for gods!" she informed and he drew his brows down in frustration, but before he could retaliate she continued. "And even if you did find them, what would you say hmm?" He bit his lip as he thought on this, what would he say? With the demons taking over his parents realm they wouldn't be able to stop anything, not yet anyway. "You still have a lot to learn Greyson," she sighed, walking over to place a small paw on his hand clenched into the blanket. "If I where you I'd forcus more on your training before seeking them out, it would only be a waste of energy." she quietly informed, her tone motherlike and soft, it only calmed him enough to look directly in her black eyes, his hand was still clenched tightly in a fist around the blanket.

"Fine." he grunted as he stepped back from her gentle grip, and crossed his arms over his broad chest. "Then help me unpack..." The weasel nodded with a sad glint in her eyes. She could tell he was desperate to save his realm, but she also knew it went much deeper than that. She'd have to put aside a time to go search herself, he probably wouldn't be able to handle it, to desperate to find the gods and get them together. But what where gods without their powers? At this point, they where simply mortals with an empowering scent.

Temper ● Spirit Goddess ● Dorms ● Mentioning: Dakota

Temper pondered the request, tapping her chin contemplatively while swinging her denim clad legs back and forth. "That sounds interesting." She replied at last, scooting from the bed and landing on bare feet. "Let's go meet some folks." One glance at the reclining Bombadil told her her companion would not be coming along. Tugging out the leather band from her hair and setting it on the nearby nightstand, Temperance fluffed her full head of thick, curly hair and beamed brightly at Dakota. "Let's go. Hopefully the floors were as clean as they looked because she would be walking around without shoes, which was a preference.

Greyson Statler | Male | 18 | God of Destruction and War
Location: Dorms | Mentions: Udia ~ Dakota ~ Aloli ~ Amisis {Directly}

Halfway through dumping the contents of his suitcase onto the bed, Udia's body become stock still and her eyes widened. He just barely caught the subtle movments inbetween falling T-shirts. "What is it?" he asked still holding the suitcase in his hands, his godly strength allowing him to do this with ease, but he quickly tossed it aside to focus more on his familiar's strange actions. "They're outside the door." she whispered as she scurried down the side of the bed to stand in front of him, he looked down at her with a worried expression briefly ghosting across his face.

"Who?" he asked now looking towards the door and having half a mind to go and open it. Udia hissed when he attempted a step past her. "Gods!" she screeched under her breath, her claws digging into the carpet beneath them. "What is wrong with you!?" he yelled angrily, and she let out a puff of air through her nostrils, eyes glaring up at him. "They can smell you." she sighed, he only shook his head and ran a hand down his face.

"Ok... So what then, you think they're gonna attack me?" he asked, clearly aggravated by her strict behavior. "Let me go out there and talk to them, it's clear that they're more experienced than you as they can smell your scent, though I don't blame them." she mumbled the last part under her breath. "You!? Your a fucking rat!" he snarled. Udia squeezed her eyes shut, chest tight with worry as the God grew more and more irate, soon his aura would be giving off evil tendencies, and might start effecting the mortals and lesser creatures. But she was more worried that she'd nearly forgetting they where on earth, and here, she would not be able to protect him whenever he needed, and had to keep her mortal shroud in public places.

"Screw this." he snarled again, and before she could stop him he was stomping towards the door. She quickly bolted under the bed, not wanting to disclose with the others gods he had a familiar, or what his familiar was. They needed to stay as private as possible in case they couldn't trust one of them.

As Greyson opened the door, he quickly wiped away his pissed facial expression for a much more monotone and emotionless stare, though he couldn't hold it for long. "Uh... hey?" He muttered as he was faced with a group of girls piled outside his dorm room. He began to question wether this was a good idea or not, as Udia said before he was a less experienced god and couldnt even smell their auras. But he held his ground, he was a lot taller than them, so that made him a bit more confident at least.