"I have a favorite cafe within town" he says. The question of his age came up, and Vincent looked back at the man "I'm twenty four" he says after a moment. Vincent was one of the youngeer teachers here, though his age often threw off a lot of people. He seemed to act a bit older then he really was. He turns to the man, watching the flame of the lighter a bit. "Ready to go?" he asks. He turned away, walking out of the room and down the hall. Seems this year there actually would be at least one teacher he liked.
Aries sat on the bed, leaning in a bit so he could still look at the other. "Just about things that should not be thought about..." a slight sadness flowed over his usual emotionless appearance. His mind was beginning to wander back to his younger years. He had to take the medications for various reason. The one main one was to keep his powers at bay. The mind was a dangerous thing, and a very complicated one as well. He looks back at his roomate, and moved a bit closer, so their mouths were an inch away from eachother. "Do you fear yourself?....What you can do and who you are?..." he was speaking more to both of them then just the other. Without waiting for a responce, he slowly slid off the bed, wrapping his arms a bit around his waist. He turned away, giving the other his space, he walked outside into the fresh air. The room had been feeling a bit cramped. Aries liked to have room, and space. He hated small dark rooms, since he had spent the past thirteen years of his life in one. He slid down the wall, balancing on the balls of his feet, as he ran his fingers though his hair, clenching them there. Was he ready to be out and around people? He looks up. In his confusion, he had forgotten Uncle York. The skull was his most prized posession, the only thing that at times kept him calm, and he had left it in the room. He felt alone.