<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td> dyo. 47 , 79 as in the frist one all new members have recevied notes saying where to meet when and how to get there. if the older members come it the same class as last time :)</td></tr></table> vollnyymts watch went on saying it was 11:00. she leaned on the teachers desk and sighed as she waited for the new pendragons to come. for once she wasn't wearing a skirt . she was wearing tight blue jeans and a tee-shirt that was torn at the bottom. she was wearing a black mess shirt under it. it went into her jeans and all down her arms. it revealed three identical scars on her stomached. these had been from a demon a while ago. she pulled her hair out of the pony that was holding it up. she shook it out the feeble candle light making it shimmer blood red. she had passed out the notes earlier that week. she had been trusted to take on something by her self. even if it was just recruiting and explaining what was up to the new members.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>Hi... Sorry for coming in late. Kinda forgot :P</td></tr></table> Whipping her long tail behind her as she walked down the stairs, Veaji Ralla shoved a little piece of paper in one of the pockets of her http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=11&k=cargo pantscargo pants</a>. She had got a note to meeting down in the basement from someone in the ALT. Recently, she had her joining with S.O.B. It had kept her a little busy, but not enough. ALT would just be nice to add in her schedule. Doesn't anyone clean up around here? she thought as she dusted off cob web from her plain white cotton shirt. Finally, she reached the bottom. Adjusting her eyes to the dim light, she looked around the basement. <span style='color:orangered'>I assume you are Vollnyymts.</span> she said when she spotted the femme sitting behind a desk. Veaji walked over to a dusty chair. She blew the dust away and sat down on it. Little did she know that Vollnyymts was a member of The Lost.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>neah! fun fact: this is guna be fuuuun! and just a note there in an old abondoned class room and she sitting on th desk</td></tr></table> vollnyymt glanced over at her and nodded "and your late" she stepped out fully in the dim flickering light now. she walked around her looking from all angles and flicking her tail as she did. she was an anubi. she was younger then vollnyymt. vollnyymt smirked and sat back down on the desk "so whats the name?"
Veaji watched with a suspicious eye while the lilic colored femme circled around her. Studying her. She felt a little odd and could feel the hair at the back of her neck stand. Veaji didn't like to be studied. She too, found herself studying the older 'dragon. There was a roughness about her. She also had the look of a vamp. Was she one? <span style='color:orangered'>Veaji Ralla</span> she stated. Her tone was business like. <span style='color:orangered'>And what do we do here?</span> she asked the older 'dragon.
