"Yeah... if you want to." Abel said softly, almost shyly. It was still so odd to him... having the person he wanted and not having to hide how he felt about him, either. "Let me finish this before we go, though." He snatched the still burning cigarette from Aiden's hand and took a drag, giving him a small smirk as he did so. Once it was done, he put it in the ashtray and stood up, holding his hand out to Aiden.
Adrian followed her pointing to the notebook on her vanity. He understood immediately and got up to grab it for her. He handed it over quietly and watched as she flipped it to a blank page and began to furiously write. Since everything had happened, she had hardly cared to write down anything, choosing to sit in a furious silence. Adrian knew she had every right to be angry.
Her eyes drifted back to Cassian as he departed the booth to God only knew where. Luella's mouth turned down slightly as she tried to turn her attentions back to the Opera. Intermission came before they knew it and instead of utilizing the bathroom like most of the other ladies, she decided to get some fresh air before the next act. It was misty out, wish felt good on her flushed skin. Why must they always keep theaters so warm? She closed her eyes and let the dewey dropes coat a thin layer on her skin. "So different from Persia..." she whispered. Since her father's death, they had made a trek back to their homeland for a few months, only to return a year later. While beautiful, Luella could not stand the humidity and heat.
Cordelia went to her seat on the opposite side of the room, surrounded by demons and other creatures she didn't know. Despite it all, she tried to pay attention to the lecture but found herself utterly lost the entire time. Even the notes she was taking didn't make any sense. By the end of the lecture, she was so thrown for a loop that her head was spinning. "Hey, you must be the new transfer student too. My name's Solomon." A guy with whiteish hair and a secretive smile stuck his hand out. Cordelia reluctantly took it in a shake. "My name's Cordelia. So are you...?" "Oh, no I'm not a demon." He laughed kindly. "I'm human, like you. We're in the same boat."
Charity turned toward Greed, who had been leaning Chastity's present up against the wall. He handed it to her, fingers lingering and a look passed between them, before she turned back to her sister with an excited grin. It was a guitar, an expensive acoustic with a pretty leather case. "This is for you. I figured since all our belongings are in heaven, you might want this to play music." Music was so important for Chastity, and being the big sister she was, Charity tried to make it happen. "All I ask is that you play for me once in awhile." she said with a big smile.
The second she was off him, Tom stood up and dusted himself off. The cat from before jumped on the girls shoulders, letting out a soft meow. "Tom Riddle..." A new transfer student, who not only was clumsy but looked entirely clueless. A complete airhead. "Just watch where you're going from now on, will you?" Without so much as a second glance, he grabbed his suitcase and walked off towards the Slytherin boy's dormitory. Being the first to arrive gave Tom a minute to himself; a second to acclimate back to Hogwarts life for the next year. He left his suitcase by the bed and immediately went to sit by the window sill, watching as the students poured in, excited for a brand new year with their friends.
Abel shook his head as he pressed into Aiden's side. "They would be proud of you, I'm sure.... surviving all this time." Aiden had been through a lot this past 13 years and Abel wished he could erase all the hurt he'd had to endure during that time. "They loved you... Cynthia would talk about them all the time." Abel grabbed the burnt out cigarette from Aiden's fingers and threw it away. Instead, he slipped his hand into his, giving it a squeeze. "It's all over now, though. You can finally relax... make a life here."
The box was thrown to the floor and left there forgotten as Adrian watched Hope curl in on herself. The pain she was in was palpable and it made Adrian want to kill that motherf***er himself. Gently, he began to pick up everything, not saying a word. He knew Hope needed time to process and heal, that her anger was not towards him but the world itself. "Hope... why don't we go try and sleep? Rest would help..." That was another thing--Hope refused to sleep. It was getting to the point where she would only rest once she couldn't take the heaviness in her eyelids. He held out his hands, practically begging her to let him help.
"Oh look, the Queen is in attendance tonight! Doesn't she look lovely?" Her mother was completely oblivious to the tension that suddenly filled between the two boxes as Luella could feel Cassian's stare boring into the side of her head. "Yes, she does. As always." she agreed, while subtly shifting her eyes to see if the man had averted his eyes, and he had not. This time they made eye contact, a smirk seeming to slowly form across the Lord's face. Internally she cursed herself. Under his lascivious gaze, Luella shifted uncomfortably and again averted her eyes. Ignore him. Enjoy the ballet.
Before Cordelia could blink, the demon was on the move. She tailed after him, having to jog lightly in order to keep up with his much faster, longer stride. "I guess I should thank you for agreeing to show me around... I know the last thing you'd probably want to do is help out a human." It had been explained to her beforehand that some demons were not so friendly, upset at the idea of human transfer students, along with certain other supernatural beings being new this year. The first class they walked into was Spells 101, where everyone was sitting around waiting for the bell to ring. Every desk seemed occupied, with only two left on opposite sides of the room.
