Private Finished New Connection

With everything finally packed up, Alby was left looking at his own empty room. His room mate had said their goodbyes and headed out just a few days prior, and now with his things all shoved into his backpack and suitcase, the room was completely barren. It was a little sad to have to go so soon, he hadn't spent much time in the room, but it wasn't all bad. Alby was a firm believer that when one door closed another one opened, and this was certainly the case. There was another room waiting for him, with a whole new face to meet, it was exciting.

He had the room number and it was time now, so with one last look, he turned and headed out, lugging his overstuffed suitcase and backpack behind him. Thankfully, it wasn't too far, he only had to go down one set of stairs and a short walk through a hall to get there.

He stood there for just a moment, sizing up the room, then he put on a smile and gave the door a knock.

Alby took a moment to look at the guy when he opened the door. Before long, his mouth curved into a smile. "That's right, I'm Alby, Alby O'Hara. Nice to meet ya." His mind was already at work, making predictions about this guy. He looked pretty human, but it was hard to say a lot of the time. Also seemed like a good guy, seeing as how he was so quick to ask if he could help.

"Yeah, sure, that'd be great." He held out the suitcase handle and then headed inside the room. When he got inside, he stopped and looked around a bit. It was pretty similar to his old room really. The only differences were the signs that someone was living in the one area. But to be completely honest, Alby was more interested with the resident than the room.

He set his bag down on the empty bed, then sat down on it himself. It felt exactly like his old one, which was good. "So... I take it you just lost your old room mate too?"

Two years. Wow. Alby was definitely going to miss his old room mate, he already did. But it seemed that this new guy had it much worse.

When Vlad put his luggage down, Alby gave a quick “Thank you.” Before answering the question. “Sounds like a pretty sweet guy. Two years is a while, I haven’t even been on the island that long. I’ve only been here for a couple months, which is about how long I’ve known my old room mate.”

He got up again, heading over to his suitcase and turning it on its side. Then he opened it up and started pulling out his clothes and putting them away while they got acquainted.

“I’m afraid I’m not so great at making pie. I haven’t done much baking” He giggled a little. “But maybe I’d be willing to try sometime. I mean, it can’t be that tricky, right?”

"Allergies? Nope, I'm allergy free." He smiled proudly, then asked Vlad the same thing. "What about you? You allergic to anything?" He stopped putting his clothes away for a moment as he waited for Vlad's answer.

"And you said you taught yourself to survive without eating your cooking, was that a joke or do you actually have the ability to go without eating." Alby was already starting at this. As much as he was managing to suppress his enthusiasm, he really wanted to know about this guy.

Everyone on Manta Carlos seemed to have a story or a set of incredible, unique abilities. He wanted to learn as much as he could from all of them, but it was often difficult seeing as how not everyone wanted to sit down all day and tell him their life's story. With a room mate, that wasn't the case. Over time, Alby would certainly learn a thing or two about Vlad.

"Silver and wolfsbane, huh?" In the rather large journal he had yet to unpack, those two things were both listed under common weaknesses for werewolves. Hearing that certainly caused Alby to consider the fact that Vlad could be one. Also thanks to his journal, he had a lot of random stuff in his bag. And in that stuff was actually a small bottle of colloidal silver spray. He kept a lot of small stuff like this in his backpack since he didn't really have much in terms of abilities and didn't want to end up helpless if he ever got attacked by any of the super powered residents of the island. His reckless nature left him getting into messes from time to time and he'd learned the hard way that it's best to be prepared for anything.

Although, in this case, considering how likely it was that Vlad was a werewolf, at least in Alby's head, he figured he might not want to explain the reason he had it. "Well I actually do have a bottle of colloidal silver on me... It makes a good antibacterial spray. But I'll be sure to keep it far away from you. Or I can even throw it out if you want, there's certainly less dangerous things to use as an antibacterial agent."

Then there was the drawing nutrients through meditation. Alby certainly enjoyed hearing about that. "That's really cool." His tone gained a childish excitement. "I bet that takes a crazy amount of focus."