Skipping Class

[John]

(September 3rd; Open to Vlad & Danny.)

Yeah I'm not going.

Danny had skipped class partially on purpose. He had gotten lost trying to find the mansion and then gave up. He headed to the library, eyes narrowed as he hid. It was class time and so Danny felt the need to hide. Hide and practice his powers. He floated between the bookshelves, making himself invisible. He raised his eyes before landing on the ground and reappearing in human form.

Ebony hair, ice blue orbs and a similar pale skin set the t-shirted teen on the ground. He looked about before plucking a random book off the shelf and sitting among the students who had time in the library. He leaned back in the chair, checking his watch so he knew how much time he had before class.

[Vlad Masters]

Vlad, had stayed in the library for most of the afternoon. His class would not start until later on in the afternoon, so as far as he could see, he had enough time to look around the massive library. Never before had he seen such knowledge in one place. It was unthinkable. Where did the man in charge get all the books and how did he afford to keep them in this big library? There were many questions that left the well dressed man in the dark but he paid them no mind.

Going back to his work, he glanced around, as his ghost sense went off. Strange. Turning his gaze over his shoulder, the confident smirk dropped from his face. "Oh cheese logs, not him!" he said desperately trying to keep his voice down. He didn't want to see the Fenton kid anywhere near this school, and yet here he was. Right in front of him. 'Oh joy of joys.'

[John]

Danny's eyes flicked up, widening as he saw who he had dropped in front of. "Oh crud." Vlad Masters. What was this old ghost-halfa-thing doing here? Danny looked panicked, unsure of how to approach this. He was hiding behind his thick book he'd grabbed, the psychology of the criminal mind. He sighed, tossing it to the side. Might as well approach this thing while it was staring him in the face.

"Aren't you a little OLD to be a student here?" He smirked.

[Vlad Masters]

"Always ready to crack a joke eh Daniel?" Vlad asked with a smirk. Might as well, make this interesting, he would try to be civil but the chances of that were going to be slim. Daniel Fenton always had a way of getting under his skin, almost as much as his pesky father. "I am a teacher here." He glanced at the boy up and down as if taking him in. He looked the same as he always had. He was probably still as sarcastic as ever.

"And what are you doing here? I thought that your idiot father would have made you stay at home and take on the ghost hunting business."