Orian Morganite walks into the literature lecture slightly late, he's 6'1, got snowy white hair, wearing a pair of black leather combat boots, black pants, a white collared shirt with a black knitted sweater on top, there's two bat collar pins on each side of his shirt collar with a chain connecting them, he's got a pair of black stud earrings and he's wearing a long black wool coat that has golden buttons with a snake design on them.

"Apologies for being slightly late sir." He says to the teacher, his voice deep and silky as he walks towards a seat by his friends, very aware of all the eyes on him, especially the girls who look like they're ready to pass out.

He's not surprised by the attention, everyone knows the Morganites, and more specifically they all know of him. He's the new kid in Yale, having just started, so he's well aware that people will be talking. He drums his finger's against the desk, wondering how his brother Elysian is getting on at his new high school.