Kaiten Jiron
OoC
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⊹⊱⋛⋋ Matt ☬ Student
Race: Irish Nekojin (cat demon)
Current Form: Humanoid
Age: 18
Gender/Orientation/Status: Male/Gay/Single
Outfit: Black jeans, sneakers, open leather jacket
Health: Great/a little weak
Extra: A Celtic Knot tattoo that runs around his right upper-arm like a band. Has an Irish accent.
With: Drake
Where: Princeton Academy || His dorm ⋌⋚⊰⊹
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The Nekojin looked up and when the other got up he rubbed his head a bit. He had a slight headache from the event, smiling a bit when they kissed his cheek. A chuckle came from Matt when Drake spoke about the window. "You might be slightly overestimating my healing pro.." he started as he looked at the window, but he stopped dead in his sentence when the other threw himself out of the window and sat up quickly in an attempt to stop him. However that movement was a bit to much and it became black in front of him and he dropped back to his bed. Fighting off the slight feint, he rubbed his temples a bit and then Matt looked at the window, only to see the other flying. A relieved sigh came forth and he allowed himself to lay down again and smiled softly. He was glad Drake was feeling better and enjoying a long awaited flight by the looks of it. As for himself, uncertain if the young man would return today, he allowed himself to get some rest to aid in his recovery.
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The Nekojin looked up and when the other got up he rubbed his head a bit. He had a slight headache from the event, smiling a bit when they kissed his cheek. A chuckle came from Matt when Drake spoke about the window. "You might be slightly overestimating my healing pro.." he started as he looked at the window, but he stopped dead in his sentence when the other threw himself out of the window and sat up quickly in an attempt to stop him. However that movement was a bit to much and it became black in front of him and he dropped back to his bed. Fighting off the slight feint, he rubbed his temples a bit and then Matt looked at the window, only to see the other flying. A relieved sigh came forth and he allowed himself to lay down again and smiled softly. He was glad Drake was feeling better and enjoying a long awaited flight by the looks of it. As for himself, uncertain if the young man would return today, he allowed himself to get some rest to aid in his recovery.
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Dorm&Profile: Matt ó Conchobhair/Dorm #11
the amazing kitsune
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Drake was giggling to himself holding his cheeks as he flew in the air he spent a couple hours in the air needing to stretch his wings after a few hours of flying he drifted back to the window silently going in as his wings pressed against his back before turning into to Winged tattoos. Silently climbing in the room a soft smile cane seeing matt resting sitting near the bed drake gently grasped the larger males hand muttering in Italian he gently pressed his lips to Matt’s knuckles it was a spell he learned from his father that help speed up recovering time specifically for those who willingly gave blood to the clans