Dictective game

'Man this school is huuuge.' Remy thought as he entered the West Hall. Forgetting things offtenly just looked bigger in his catform. He jumped over the shadows into the moonlight the windows let in. Enjoying the little game more then a normal sixteenyear old should. But that was interopted as soon as he heard footstaps sounding true the hall, coming his way.

Jeremy was exhausted as usual. He roamed around the hallways, thinking of what do to next. As he entered the West Hall he noticed a white creature, walking around. He raised an enquiring eyebrow, wondering what it was. He headed towards it and as he reached it, he eyed a cute fluffy kitten. 'Aw...' He picked it up, a slight smile creeping at the corner of his lips. He turned it on his back, holding it with his left arm while his right one was caressing its stomach.

At first Remy was a little scared. The person who had lifted him up was very tall and looked a little scary in the soft light. But as soon as he smiled a little he felt comforted and enjoyed the sudden attention. He rubbed his head against the persons chest, asking to be petted.

Cari sighed for the upteenth time for the last half hour. She was lost. Damn her luck. She looked startled when she heard footsteps and a voice not far from her. 'SALVATION!' She thought happily and quickly moved towards the sound. She noticed a tall, dark haired boy holding something white. 'Hey...that's Remy! But who's the boy?' She asked herself. So she practically skipped towards them, her navy blue hair swaying. "Thank God! I thought I was a goner!" She said rather loudly.

'Cute.' he tilted his head, his hand moving to the back of the kitten's ears. The fur was pretty soft at that area. He stroked it with the utmost pleasure, enjoying the kitty's warmth pressed against his body. A thought suddenly crossed his mind. He looked around, marveling if Remy had been separated from his owner and lost in the hall. He took a few steps, holding him close to his chest.
He heard footsteps and immediately turned around to see Cari approaching them.

Remy let out a glad mew to great her and jumped out of the strangers arms. Walking playfully towards Cari's legs to spun.

Cari stopped just a few feet away from Jeremie. She extended her hand. "Hi. I'm Cari. Nice to meet you." Her eyes moved to the white fluff around her feet "And that by the way is Remy." She added with a smile.

He took her hand and shook it, his gaze pinned to the kitty. 'Remy?' He looked up at her. 'Are you his owner?' he stared at her in confusion. 'I'm Jeremy by the way...'

Cari stared at Jeremy with confusion. "Owner?" Then she burst out giggling. "Oh, no. Remy's a changeling." She beckoned Remy with her hand.

Beying told out Remy changed into his humanform again. Giggling that he at leat could have hold up the act that long. 'Hello mister!" He greeted Jeremy probely now. "And you too Miss Cari."

'Changeling...' He looked at the kitty, an impassive look slapped to his face.
As Remy transformed, his eyes fell to his face. 'Hey there'

"Ah! Remy! Call me Cari!" She whined. Then she remembered the other boy. "Are you new?"

He gazed at Remy for a matter of seconds until he was interrupted by Cari. 'Yea, I enrolled just yesterday.'

Cari's expression slumped. "Then you don't know the way towards the dorms?"

'Not a clue.' He bit his bottom lip and looked out of the window, attention diverted to the moon.

Cari decided to take the moment Jeremy looked out the window, to look at the boy. He was tall with black hair, blonde strikes here and there and pale skin. "Hey...Are you by any chance a... vampire?"

He thought for a few moments before turning his gaze to her. 'Yes... Yes I am. And you are?' He observed her.

"Oh, I'm a witch!" She smiled and looked at Remy who was being rather quiet.

'A witch?' He raised both eyebrows 'Where's your broom then? ... And your black cat... And the freakish hat?' He asked and followed her gaze, realizing Remy hadn't said anything for quite a long time.

Cari snorted, reverting her eyes back to the vampire. "I'm not your typical witch. While some of us witches might ride brooms, wearing a 'freakish' hat and having a black cat is merely ones own choice." She snorted again. "I don't see you wearing a long black cape, your hair smeared back, repeating 'Blood' and turning into a bat." She smirked.

"Are we lost ?" Was said a little panicly by Remy. "This place is so huge ..." He stand up en dusted off his pants smiling at Jeremie. "Where were you comming from? I might know the directions from there."

'You got a point there.' he smirked back at her and his eyes turned to Remy. 'I think I was in room... 301... not quite sure though. Either 301 or 103.' He shrugged and stretched.

Cari huffed. "Does either of you know the way to the girls dormitory, by any chance?"

He exchanged glances with Remy and looked at Cari. 'Don't expect an answer from me, I don't even know where my own room is...'

She sighed again. "Dang it." She looked around, then looked at Remy. "Hey...can't you... like sniff out the way to the library at least?"