Not all doors should be opened.

[cruor_lilium]

The most recent door into the Nexus was, well, a literal door. A rather fancy door, actually: deep mahogany, a brass handle and hinges, and intricate detailing all over. It hovers there, a few feet off the floor, and for a few moments, nothing happens. Just as suddenly as it appeared though, it opened, a yelp heard as a blonde teenager falls through it. "Ow..." Lily Jordan sat up, rubbing her back and adjusting her glasses. "Didn't expect to find that in the manor." She looked up at the floating door before looking back to her surroundings, the brochures catching her eye.

Picking one up, Lily read it over, blue eyes taking in everything before widening some. "Oh dear..." She bit her lip, a fang showing briefly before she walked back to her door. Before she could get within arm's reach, it suddenly, inexplicably slammed shut. Her eyes widened yet again, this time in slight panic as she ran to it, running her hands along the bottom edge, but no dice. "No... No, no, no!" She jumped, but even with her vampiric abilities, she couldn't quite reach the doorknob. She huffed some after a third failed attempt, shaking her head and pulling hair behind her ears. She looked around, patted over her body, but didn't find what she was looking for. Keeping a hand on the bottom of the door, she looked up again. "Hey, um... Does anyone have a knife I can borrow?"

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[cruor_lilium]

Lily frowned. "Of course people may care, but I'm certain this is only temporary." She sighed, lowering her hands; thankfully, the door seemed content to hover there and not move. "And I'm not in a hurry; I just have studying to do, is all." Her fear had already subsided as she looked down at the strange man. "Why are you on the floor, anyway? Not a fan of chairs?"

[phobic]

"It's only that you sounded concerned." Okay, he's going to ease back on being an ass, but mostly only because she doesn't seem hostile and he doesn't genuinely want a fight here - antiviolence field or no antiviolence field, he does like the company, on occasion.

"Studying?" Now the interest was real, and he watched her with directness, "Are you in high school? College--? I was a university professor myself, not long ago. Dr. Crane is my name, Dr. Jonathan Crane."

At the reminder that he was on the floor, he looked around, then snorted. "I don't want to give people the impression they can come up and bother me whenever they please. Unusual behavior deters all but unusual people - which, I grant you, is a larger population in this place than I'm accustomed to."

[cruor_lilium]

"I'm Lily Jordan." Listening to his explanation, Lily nodded. "I see... As for studying, yes, I'm in high school, junior year. I'm taking a few AP classes though, to get a head start on some college credits." She moved to take a seat; her door wasn't going anywhere, and standing was proving tiresome. "What did you teach?"

[phobic]

"A pleasure." The dynamic is definitely different - if anything he's actively trying to be less creepy, although the jury is out on whether or not it's working.

"You sound industrious, I hope you get what you're after." Learning was the one thing he respected in today's youth. "What are you after?"

"Psychology," As a slightly delayed answer to the question, as if it's not really the real answer but it serves about as well.