[Klayko]

Story: It's Springtime with just a little cold weather left over from the previous season of Winter. April Snaps, some like to call it, but cold all the same. The college of Crestmore thought it was a good idea however to go camping as a form of extracurricular activity out among Science Majors, those who were particularly excelling among Wildlife studies and Biology as a result. These are young adults however and one way or another, they have to explore. Enter two friends, who happens to find themselves lost on this particular night after settling in to the cabins hours ago. It's cold out and they need somewhere to find shelter from. To their luck, there's a gated mansion nearby. Maybe they'll find some luck. 

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Name: Maor Prescott
Age: 21
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 190 lbs presently
Other Descriptions: Slight Olive Skin, A lean and muscular physique with curves in all the right places complete with green eyes. Identifies as Straight, but that's clearly going to go South. His hair is usually short but can flow out if left unchecked. He also has thin body hair due to tattoos he recently acquired: An Eagle with spreaded out wings around his upper back and neck, a Lion's face and Mane on the back of his Left Thigh just a little near his muscular and bubbled butt and an ankh on the right side of his right thigh. Wears partially thick facial hair.
Race: Human, his Ethnic Background being Israeli and Caucasian from his parents. 

Name: Adam Vermillion
Age: Appears in his Middle Twenties but has lived for thousands of years
Height: 6'4"
Weight: Appears around 200 pounds, but can lift several tons
Other Descriptions: Shaggy dirty blond hair, piercing crimson coated eyes which can glow and hypnotize as a result alongside his suave deep voice and an overly muscular physique complete with partially thick body hair. Has a brother who owns the mansion as well.
Race: Vampire and outwardly appears as a Caucasian male.


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It was a bit cold, but thankfully Arman was wearing his windbreaker coat with earmuffs to boot. He wasn't alone outside for the night however. Beside him was his friend, who had gotten lost as much as he did. 

"You just had to take a bathroom break," the male stated with a slight accent and a chuckle. "We probably should have turned in the opposite direction. I feel like the cabins were back that way."

They had been arguing about where the cabins were at for the longest and even tried to go in one another's suggested directions. They've walked past a few water creaks and even come across a few roadsides, but they had not in fact found the cabins. Now with the night over them, it was getting steadily colder and they needed to find somewhere to stay the night or snuggle up and rest if they had to. Fortunately for them, the more they kept pressing, the more it led them to a brick-laden fence with a set of lights, cameras and phone pager to boot. 

"Should we give it a try," he asked. "It's not like we have anything else to lose."

He pressed the button and to some mysterious surprise, the metal gates electronically sprung open. Was that a good sign or a bad one? Maor waved at the working camera with a slight smile, thanking whoever was letting them in.