He smiled. "Why of course..Tonight would be perfect..." The flames upon his tail gained a warmth to them.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>Should I/you make a new post in the dorms?</td></tr></table> <span style='font-family:Arial'>She tried to act suave and undaunted, but really she was quite excited. <span style='color:#3399FF'>So, tonight it is. Room number 575.</span></span>
His tail lets go of her and returns to him. "I will be there at 7" He stands, turns and walks away." <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>well its yer chars dorm, you can make it... ;) But lets not let the rp go out of hand...if you know what I mean *wink wink, nudge nudge.* If it begins to, we can put a lil censorship on. :lol: </td></tr></table>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>My internet kinda died but i'll just leave you two alone ;) </td></tr></table> Baal just smiled, trying to fit in. He knew that he would never fit in for he could read all thier thoughts, he knew everything about them from the moment he came near thier table. The sad price of being a seer and telepath was you never had many friends. Most of his good friends had left him over the years. He sat up. "Well, it was very nice meeting you two, however I must be going" he said pushing himself up from his chair and walking away.
