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

He quickly blinked to try and comprehend what everyone was saying, with so many questions and people surrounding him it was beginning to make his head spin, and the weight of the cigarettes in his pocket became obvious to him as he fought the itch to grab one. "Uh-" but he was cut off by the same girl asking for his name so she could offer hers first, addressing herself and the wolf beside her, then asking about his own familiar. "Greyson." he said quickly, ignoring the question about his weasel friend all together, it wasn't like he couldn't answer it to begin with as the girl next to the blonde then started spouting words.

It was all a bit of a blur to him, but he was focused enough to catch her name and the fact that she had a sister, who he lastly looked towards, expecting her to give him all your information. She was a lot calmer about it then the others, and spoke very few which in turn calmed him a bit. But before he could get to the part about asking them what they were doing standing out in the hall, one of the Doberman's rushed past his leg, nearly knocking him over in the process, and into the room.

"Hey!" he shouted at the dog as he caught himself on the doorframe. The sister of the owner, Amisis he thinks, giving him no time to react and instead questioning him why he was in his own room. Wait. Her room? He turned to look at her with a hanging mouth, shocked that he was given a female roommate first of all, and ready to answer but a loud screeching sound made him spin back towards the inside of the dorm to see Udia perched on the headboard at the tip of his bed, glaring and hissing down at the deranged familiar.

Temper ● Spirit Goddess ● Dorms ● Mentioning: Dakota, Aloli, Amisis

Temperance had followed Dakota outside of their dorm after giving Bombadil strict instructions to not leave the room, while they weren't exactly on the best of terms she always felt better knowing where he was in case of an emergency. It wasn't as if he would be going anywhere though, she doubt he would be moving from that bed anytime soon.
Before Temper could give Dakota an answer to her question, she watched in strange fascination as the Goddess carried herself in a more feral air, using attributes of the more werewolf portion of herself. She tagged along with Dakota though staying a safe distance behind, growing wary with each passing moment however. She could feel the blonde's power seep into the very marrow of her bones as she prowled for the source of what had caught her attention. When Temper had been brought to Earth, she'd only had her powers and recieved no extra characteristics. To watch others have what she did not in such an animalistic way made her curious rather than envious.

And such brought her to the present.

Temper watched the group from a distance, having crept away once the crowd had begun to grow a little too large for her tastes. She'd been present for the introductions, having caught and exchanged names and knew of Aloli and Amisis, as well as their familiars but that was simply where she'd turned off as it had grown a little too chaotic. So, Temper hung back. Watched from a distance. Inspecteed. She narrowed her eyes and sized each individual up in that oh so familiar way of hers, assessing them one by one and their animal companions as well.
Once Dakota began to shout, she stood to attention, all ears as she watched her roommate from a wall she had been leaning against; arms crossed, toes flexing as she waited for the heat to die down. She's lost her nuggets if she thinks I'm going outside barefoot, Temper inwardly scoffed, though found herself allured by the tempting pull of her aura nonetheless and began following behind her despite herself. Alright, outside we go. But if I step on a pinecone, she's to blame...
Temper followed Dakota's instructions, exiting the school and stepping into the welcoming night to follow the residual trail of energy she'd left in her wake.

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

He watched as they all walked down the hall, then turning back to look at his familiar to make sure she was ok he tossed his head in their direction as a signal for her to hurry up. She huffed as she licked her back, easing down the fur that once bristled there. "That psycho nearly killed me." Greyson rolled his eyes and walked into the room, though an intense feeling in him settled deep in his chest, it almost made him spin around and run in the other goddesses direction. "I feel it too, don't worry." She sighed, must having seen his worried and startled expression. She calmly walked over to him and climbed his arm, getting comfortable on his shoulder.

"We'll follow them for now, just to see what they have to say," The stoat informed, giving him a gentle lick on the cheek as he clenched his fists and did his best to keep his feet planted on the floor. "But after this, the only God I want you in full contact with is your roommate, there's no way around avoiding her anyway." He nodded as he took a deep breath, the urge to follow the aura extremely powerful now.

"Alright, I can tell your struggling so let's go." She sighed, making sure to tuck herself around his neck at the back of his hoodie, not wanting to be seen. She didn't exactly choose this form for the mortal realm, otherwise she would have been a dog, make it all the more easy to walk around without any suspicion. Because being in the form of a weasel wasn't helping.