Who doesn't love dungeons?

[~Caroline~]

"Doesn't look like metal to me, Sure he isn't your squire?" he asked once more, raising an eyebrow looking closely at Casimir.

[scarlette]

"Oh be nice to the poor guy. He's been through hell lately, the last thing he needs is some smart arsed dude with an attitude to start picking on him," Jase said, suddenly kind of angry. He was tired, it was late, he didn't want to be here arguing pointlessly with someone who so obviously wasn't worth it. Anyone who picked on Casimir in his current condition rather than just battle it out with himself was a coward and an idiot in his opinion.

[~Caroline~]

"I'm not pickng on him, dude. Get it right," he said, shi eyes brows arched as he stepped back. "I'm picking at you via him. Pff...and you call youself the jocker,"Michael said with a litttle cruel chuckle under his breath.

[scarlette]

"Which is what makes you a coward. Look, can't we do this some other time? I'm not really in the mood right now," jase sighed exhasperatedly, lowering his head, his eyelids feeling like lead. He felt as if he could fall asleep right here, right now.

[~Caroline~]

Michael raised an eyebrow. "Fine. but enjoy your stride in his castle. I think the ghosts are out," he said looking around uncertainly, before shrugging and turning his back and dissapearing into the shadows in the opposite direction.

Casimir looked at Jase, his blind eyes searching down his face. "Who was that? I can't recognize his voice," he asked.

[scarlette]

"Dunno, some bald loser who gets their kicks out of randomly insulting people in the dark...Anyway, we should probably try to find our way back to the dorms, unless you want to sleep in the girl's rooms. No, not in sick sense," Jase replied, taking his hand and guiding him towards the stairs.

[~Caroline~]

"He looked cool," Casimir mumbled and let Jase drag him. however he felt somewhat uncomfertable being dragged by him. "I mean his answers were quite witty," he acknowledged.

[scarlette]

"I'm quite witty. He's just plain annoying. And have I mentioned that he was bald. Or rather he had a shaved head. People with shaved heads annoy me..." Jase replied dryly, feeling around for a door handle.
"The boy's dorms ought to be here somewhere..." he muttered. His hand came across something cool and door handle shaped.
"Here we are," he said, opening the door and guiding Casimir in.

[~Caroline~]

Casimir chuckled at the ironya s they suddenly entered a room quite firmirliar to him. THanks, Jase. If i wasn't for you i'd be still in that damn dungeon," he mumbled.

[scarlette]

"Well goodnight," Jase said his farewell, before slipping away into the darkness, fumbling around for the door to his room. He only hoped he wouldn't wake Nathaniel's scary beastie. He did not feel like being ripped to shreds after the rather odd night he had experienced, nor did he want to face Nathaniel's questions, which were marginally worse. He curled up on his bed, face pressed into his pillow, not even bothering to change. He could not sleep, he only closed his eyes and watched ghastly images flit over the inside of his eyelid. No, it was not a good night...at all.

[~Caroline~]

Casimir nodded and turned to where he thought his room was. Finally finding it, he staggered in, glad that he had the room to himself. He never shared with anyone which was strange as everyone else had a room mate. He didn't though and thus he was grateful for that. Falling onto the bed he switched on the light, knowing the door was closed. Sighing, his eyes slowly flickered closed. What a night, he thought glumly. He hardly knew if Jase and him were friend now, but nonetheless this night had tested his loyalty.