Black Out [Everyone RP]

Cari glared. "Man, Jeremy, You're such a gentleman. And you're so grateful towards me for me helping you." She said, sarcasm dripping from every word.

Remy made an uncomfterble laugh. " Let just calm down! In the end all is well , no?"

'Panic attack? ... I don't recall such a moment...' He lifted his eyebrow and looked confused.
He looked at Rosie and then at Harry. 'You hit me?!?'
He frowned at Cari and crosses his arms in front of his chest. 'How the hell should I know what you did while I was unconscious?'

"I'm with Remy. Just chill guys. It's all ok now. And Jeremie... I was the reason you were unconscious... I had to knock you out so Cari could help you."

His mouth opened to say something, but closed it and sighed. 'Fine... Can someone please explain what the hell happened?'

"Please, don't start to fight." Rosie sighed. "What about a great story to forget all this? I am sure the legends my dad used to tell me, will make things right." Rosie smiled at gentle as possible. "Pleeaasee?"

"You were unconcious?" muttered Mafuyu, stopping before the crowd. "You knocked him out?" She scanned the group of students, her eyes landing on the vampire. Growing her icy, her eyes narrowed and she smirked. "Never mind, knock him out again. It'll be good for him."

"Mafuyu, I did this because i had to. I do not willingly hit a friend." He steps between the ghost and the vampire.

"Really?" She raised an eyebrow, still perfectly shaped from when she had been alive. "Why, pray tell, was it for his own good? Not that I'm complaining."

"One of your paintings gave him a panic attack and he would not let us help him. So I knocked him out."

Remy blinked. " YOUR THE GIRL I WALKED INTO!!" Oh yay , finnely he realises something.

Jeremy's eyes fell on Mafuyu and quickly widened in shock. He moved back, getting a flashback. 'That painting... the ghost.' he thought and stared at her in great horror. He started stuttering. 'Oh G-god...'

"Cari take care of Jeremie." He looks straight into Mafuyu's eyes. "Why do you hate vampires anyway?"

Cari took a hold of Jeremy's shoulder and turned him away from the ghost. "There. I took care of him."

"Good enough for now. Maybe. If he starts paniking again heal him."

Mafuyu looked at Remy, puckering her face and tapping him on the head. She had a friend who looked a lot like him way back when. Turning away, she looked to Harry, then her picture, flipped on the wall, and then frowned.

"Eh, that..." She moved to flip it over, but hesitated. Shaking her head, Mafuyu continued, showing the painting of her on the opening night of GATE P, dressed in a decorative ball gown from years ago. "I don't like this picture." Mafuyu turned away and let go of the painting, which she had been gripping unconsciously.

"Why?" Mafuyu repeated, not looking at the students. "Why? You ask me, why..." Growling, Mafuyu pointed her finger to Jeremie, "Why would I ever forgive the very race that tore me to shreds, filled my heart with darkness, and left me to wallow in my own pitiful afterlife, doing nothing but hating myself?!"

"Yeah. I ask Why." He is afraid of nothing.

A frown came on Remy's face. "Whoever it was , It wasn't Jeremy. So you don't need to hold a dislike for him."

Cari looked at Mafuyu. "By the way, what's your whole name?"

Jeremy stared into the wall, and listened to every word that escaped Mafuyu's mouth. He got the urge of asking her something, but hesitated.

Lost and cold, Kei was currently sitting against a tree, holding hie knees close to his body to keep body warmth. He had an empty face, head lightly tilted to his side. He already had a dew centimeters over his head ans shoulders. He was convinced that he'd die today in the snow, so he stopped fighting against it. He was now thinking about stuff in his past life. Things he regretted doing and not doing. Things he would miss once gone. He wondered how everyone would reacting to his leaving. What would happen to his school without him? The wind blowing on him made his body to tilt a bit more to the side. He didn't realized much since his whole body was numb from the cold. He couldn't refer to his surroundings for the right balance since the snow storm was so thick that everything was white.

Not long after, he found himself still sitting in a ball, but on his side. He then realized that he had fallen thanks to the cold ground on his cheek. Already sick and feeling lonely, he started to talk to the snow flakes on the ground. "He there..." there was a moment of silence "You know, even though you guys are pure white, pretty, soft and fluffy, darn you guys are evil. Being able to kill a demon like me...Well, look at the number you are. like...a gazillion of a bazillion of you guys against my one self. You guys ares such sly beings. May you all go to hell, so you'd all die painfully." He said, with an evil grin, already plotting what to do to these snowflakes when he'll be back in hell. Being in this cold made him lose his mind a bit.

"It was a vampire that murdered me, you unintelligent whelp," Mafuyu stated, looking down at the werewolf with as dark as an expression she could put onto her face. "I've roamed these grounds for more than 5000 years--I'm older than this very school." Gritting her teeth to not scream, "Would you like to be dead like I have? Some kind of farce that is like life but not?" Breathing in but not breaking eye contact with Harry she responded to Cari, "Mafuyu Higanbana."

Cari thought for a moment. "I thought you looked familiar! My great-grandmother's maiden name was Higanbana! I've seen pictures of her young self. She looks exactly like you!" Cari exclaimed.

Mafuyu couldn't help but break her staring contest. "..." She scrutinized Cari's face, before squinting and holding her face. "Aunt Colette. Of course."

"Oh...So you're something like my...hm...very very distant aunt or something?" Cari asked bewildered.