Gideon, Gabriel, Grey (cameo)

Before the angel could answer, Gideon saw the Headmaster, Grey, abruptly stand up and address the crowds in a friendly booming voice. He remembered some of the things he was talking about; like the set of rules, for one - but others, whether he had heard them before or not, were lost in a sea of frenzied conversation as the swarm of other Freemen debated about the Head's appearance. Grey seemed to take the situation in his stride, calmly mentioning that "You'll get used to it. Suffice to say that there is no wrong way to address me.".

After the announcement about a free day to explore the academy and Purgatory, the horde of mythological creatures fell back into a wild, loud sea of voices, discussing what they would do, when they would do it, and just how sick this school, was going to be. Taking the opportunity, he reached back over to the angel and tapped him lightly on the shoulder. "As I was saying..."

Arcana (Featuring Grey)

As students filed in, the din they made seemed far-away to Arcana, whose eyes couldn't be stripped away from the stage, not even to say hello to the new students who sat to the left and right of her. Her curiosity about the Ruler of Ouroboros - the Headmaster they called it - was boiling over in her brain, her attention for all else was nil. Suddenly, the noise dulled as a singular voice demanded attention, a voice so beautiful, so kind, that tears threatened to come unbidden from Arcana's eyes.

On the stage was the most incredible being Arcana had ever seen. The being had the fairest skin, so pale it glowed. Long, pure white tresses of hair trailed behind it on the stage, save for what was held in two looping buns atop it's head with ornate hairpins. It's flowing robe was made from the constellations, each star glimmering as if it was in the night sky as Arcana gazed at it. Floating behind the being's head was a golden ornament shaped like the sun with its many rays. Beams of light from the sky overhead falling upon it's form only emphasized the perfection of the being.

"You can call me Grey! First things first, as I see some whispering going on, some of you may have noticed that your friends and companions are seeing me as something different than what you see."

'No one else can see what I see?' Arcana thought, shocked. She looked this way and that at her fellow first-years, but everyone wore a different expression. She could only imagine what her own face looked like right now. As the speech continued, she gripped her braid even more tightly as her heart attempted to leap from her chest. She stayed that way until Grey's voice magnified, cascading over Arcana in waves. The once heart-strikingly beautiful being grew in size before her as it spoke, somehow morphing into a hulking white-furred creature with red paint across it's forehead and glistening fangs. It's mouth was impossibly big, a gaping black hole threatening to swallow everything before it. Arcana hands let go of her braid as the strength drained from her body.

"We do NOT tolerate intolerance. You will represent your species and yourself with the utmost pride and respect for others. There will be no fighting. There will be no discrimination. Those who break this rule will face the consequences of their actions. NO exceptions."

Just as quickly as Grey had morphed, it changed back into the painstakingly beautiful being from before. Arcana let out the breath that she had been holding, feeling suddenly intensely fatigued. Silence had fallen across the colosseum, the absence of noise only heightened her nervousness before Grey spoke once more, to officially welcome them to the academy. Arcana sat, stupefied, as other students milled out around her after a roar of applause exploded from the stands. She barely registered walking out of the building; she kept turning her head to catch whatever glimpse she could of Grey in the throng. One thought was on her mind:

'What kind of creature is our Headmaster?'

Simon, Diana, Andrej *cameo*

Steam rose from the bathroom as Simon stood under the water, scrubbing his equine rump with a long brush as he yawned, gurgling, into the water. Walking out of the bathroom with a towel trailing low on his body, barely covering his nudity, he paused as his sleepy brain registered the knocking on the door. He wasn't sure if Andrej was up or still asleep yet. Simon kept odd hours, barely being classified as living in the morning due to his incredibly late training sessions that frequently left him passed out in the gardens. Andrej was very...formal. Compared to Simon's incredibly carefree and chaotic nature, the two were strange room mates indeed. But, the centaur wasn't worried about that. Opening the door, he stared sleepily into a very well endowed chest before looking up at Diana. He gave a sleepy smile, towel fall around his hooves.
"Morning Dee-dee."
Tinging red, Diana glanced up and down the hall to make sure no one had heard the nickname before giving Simon a heavy thud to the back of the head, barely even registering that the boy was standing naked in the doorway.
"Don't call me that. You're naked, get dressed already, we're supposed to meet the new team mates this morning, and I want you to walk them through our drills."
Simon gave another yawn, staggering into his room to grab some clothes. A few minutes later, he walked out, still clearly half asleep, with the jousting team's jacket draped over his shoulders. Diana quirked a brow, zipping it up to cover his body.
"Come on. You're already late."
"But what about bre-HUMPH!"
A donut, shoved unceremoniously into his mouth, served to silence him as Diana trotted down the hall, hooves clicking. Simon followed after, shutting the door behind him.

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Nathalia, Leonardo, Fiona

Nathalia wiped the dirt off her gloves, smiling at the rows of pots near the empty plot of soil. Fiona was laying out several small trowels near each one as a pure white minotaur hefted the remaining pots on a pallet, laying them down in rows. Small tufts of green stuck up from the pots as the Nymph gestured to one side.
"Leo, could you put a few more over there so they aren't all clumped together dear?"
A silent nod was the only response as the minotaur spread the pots out around the large patch of dark soil. Fiona perked up as Nathalia tapped her shoulder.
"When the other members start to arrive, make sure you tell them very quickly that we're planting mandrakes and to not remove any from the pots. They're young, but a scream would still knock all of us unconscious, and we don't want that."
The dryad beamed and nodded happily.
"Yes'm!"
"Oh, and remind me to ask about volunteers for the carnivorous greenhouse maintenance."

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Ahmose, Helga, Miri *Cameo*
Diving and swooping, Ahmose spiraled through one of the large steel hoops set up around the stadium for the Flying Team. Landing in the dirt, he flexed his broad shoulders, nodding at the Valkyrie who stood next to a pile of equipment, tapping a pen against her chin.
"This many newcomers? We're going to need to group them into squads, and rotate them between hoops and air drills...hmm? Miri is with us? Ahmose, make sure she's in an all girl squad, okay?"
"You think that would help?"
"Not really no, but one can dream."

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((Welcome to the first day of clubs and sports teams! Everyone grab breakfast, dress up, and head to your club meetings. I will be putting up the first activities as you reach the gatherings.))

Ajala, Fiona, Leonardo, Nathalia

Ajala came slithering into one of the gardens where the Gardening club members were scheduled to meet up with nothing more than a khaki shirt and a pair of sturdy gloves. Noticing that some of the senior members had gathered before her and were already keeping themselves busy, she calmly slithered towards them and greeted, "Namaste." The nagini glanced at the potted plants and felt that it would be in her best interest not to tamper with it unless Nathalia, Fiona or Leonardo told her to. She had a somewhat vague knowledge on what the plant could do if improperly handled, but the name escaped her mind as it wasn't a plant she was too familiar with, much to her embarrassment. "Pardon me, but are these the screaming plant-things...?" she asked, still trying to dig out the name of the plant from inside her cluttered memory bank.

Anais

"Ahh, this is the life." A content Anais said, after letting out a rather large yawn. It was a fairly cold and cloudy morning - just how she liked it! Anais had decided to wear a particularly large sweater that day, with stockings and a random skirt she had found after scrounging through her drawer. It was dark enough today to not need her umbrella, but she always carried it with her anyway, just a force of habit, if you asked her. "Hm, what to choose, what to choose..." she hummed to herself as she looked through the various types of blood, readily available to her and the rest of the vampiric student body. "Watch out for O negative, it tastes a bit funky. The donor must've had a pretty bad diet," an older student had whispered to Anais before walking off to sit with her group of friends. "Oh, wow. O negative is off the list for me today then ... Lets try, B positive!" Ladling the thick, warm liquid into a medium sized mug, Anais went and sat in the emptier part of cafeteria and began to enjoy her warm beverage. After two more cups of B+ and a single sip of O- (she got curious. It tasted like vaguely of grease) Anais made her way to the music club. Having not seen Xander that morning, she assumed he was already there.

Gideon, Swimming Club

Gideon woke in his bedroom. More specifically, in his fish-tank.

Mentally stretching, he swirled around the huge aquarium in liquid form, admiring the architecture of the underwater Arthurian-style castle and the water weed forest that waved around it. The light of the morning sun flickered on the gentle waves at the surface, bathing the floor in a strange, greenish light.

His room was amazing. Roughly rectangular, an entire wall was taken up by a floor-to-ceiling aquarium, filled with his pet tropical fish (sent on ahead from Britain). The remainder was a simple combination of regular school-kid and water related objects, with model boats, luminous plastic lobsters and fishing nets occupying most of the surfaces.

Reluctantly, Gideon left the water molecules and reformed his atomic structure into his human form. In this state, he was liable to all the usual desires, wants and pains any ordinary person would have; most notably food, drink and comfort (and yes, that as well, but come on, he is only 15). Grabbing a bagel from between two inflatable dolphins, he dragged on some fresh clothes (no need to shower, he sleeps in water for goodness sake!) and burst through the door, dragging out a map from his pocket.

Yesterday, the Club's stands had been in the Gardens. Gideon noticed a stream and at least two fountains on the map, and made up his mind to find and memorise their locations. He didn't want to dehydrate and shrivel up like a prune. To the north lay the main school buildings and the dormitories, where he was now. Nearby lay the Stadium, and next to them, the Pools. Gideon hefted his backpack a little higher, and bounded down the corridor towards the entrance.

(OOC: Didn't arrive at the club because I'm waiting to see if an NPC will be assigned to it.)

Shippo

Shippo had woken up early to finish translating an ancient scroll that his brother had sent him, It seemed like his older brother was looking for some kind of magic mask this time if he guessed right. After emailing him the translation on his iphone, he made his way to the cafeteria for a meaty breakfast. After he stuffed himself, he made his way to the meeting place of the Gardening club. At first he was finding his way by following the scent of a multitude of plants, but when he got close enough, he heard a strange cry 'is...is that a mandrake?' Now being lead by the crying plant, Shippo soon found himself at the designated location

Andrej (Featuring Gideon)

There was something crisp and fresh about this morning, his horns weren't even sore! And...Andrej was energetic, so much so that he had to get up earlier and splash around in a large body of water. The largest body of water available? The school's pool of course! Of course, since he had woken up, dress, and wandered off early enough, he eventually did get used to the layout of the buildings...as well as found the pool. There were a bunch of other who had come in early for their teams practise, he nodded at them politely before stripping nude and hopping into the pool. When he resurfaced, he was in his true form. For around half an hour, he spent coiling and skimming around in the water...and, thankfully, the water wasn't chlorinated like he knew humans favored. Early mermaids and a selkie even invited him to a game of water polo, though he was kind of slow on how to play...it was fun, a truly delightful morning.

Eventually, he did have to leave in order to get ready for his actual club; Theater. Drying off his dragon form with the use of two towels, then changing into his humanoid form and into a shirt and pants he had prepared ahead of time, he slung his pack over his shoulder and waved his new friends in the pool goodbye, before swinging open the door--"Oh, excuse me, I apologise." Andrej had almost hit a boy with the door while making his way out. Thinking for a moment, he smiled and pointed at the pool, "Your fellows in the pool will need another to make even teams for water polo." Waiting for but a few polite moments, he eventually lowered his arm, nodded politely at the boy, and continued onwards.

Since he had learned much about the layout ahead of time, it didn't take him too long to find the Theater club. Opening the door (thoughtfully, carefully this time), entered in and greeted everyone in the room, "Good morning."

Miri (Featuring Gwendy, Ahmose and Helga)

"Ahhhhh~!" The yawn was loud, and long. Miri trudged behind her more energetic friend in an exhausted manner. She had more than a goodnight's worth of sleep, but a succubus like her needed a 'bed buddy', or else had very little energy to run on. After yesterday's debacle with the poor angel boy, and the terrifying mister Dantus, she didn't 'eat' since.

Gwendy looked at her in a worried, yet a little ticked off sort of manner, "He didn't say that you should stop, Dantus just doesn't want...er...PDA..."

"Haaaaw, haaaaah~" An affirmative yawn, the succubus rubbed her eyes, which had deep bags under them. Well, her friend was right...quickly approaching the Flying grounds, she spotted a vaguely familiar pair, though her tired mind couldn't identify them from this distance. Acting on instinct, she shot forward with an audible crack and grappled onto the male figure, wrapping her arms around it and sighing as she rubbed her face on the muscly back...not entirely all there, but maybe a little bit asleep, "MmmmmmmmMMmmmmmmmmhhmmmmmmmm..."

Gwendy caught up on foot, and laughed at what she saw...before clearing her throat and standing up more straight, "Good morning Ahmose, Helga!"

Jack, Anais

Jack awoke to find himself perched precariously on his open windowsill. He looked around and saw clouds. It was at that moment that Jack realised he was in only his boxers. As the cold started to sink in he crawled back into his room. He made his way to the bathroom and had a warm shower to wake up properly. After the shower, he walked back to his bed, grabbing some clothes that he had thrown around the room at one point or another. He put on some jeans and a shirt he found under the bed. He put on his jacket and looked around for his headphones. He put them around his neck as he grabbed his guitar case. He had just walked out the door when he felt his stomach rumble loudly.

“I need food!” Jack announced as he started his mad dash to the cafeteria. He ran his way through the door and ran up to the counter. “Piiiiiizza!” Jack said as he looked around. “Can I have some pizza?” He asked with a smile. After about a minute some warm pizza was brought out. Jack happily grabbed almost the whole pizza and walked to a table. He sat down and scoffed down the pizza as quickly as he could. As he finished off the food he let out a hefty sigh. “Pizza is the best breakfast food” He mumbles to himself. He sat for a second before he slipped his headphones on and turned them on, in the mood to listen to some music. After a few minutes of relaxing he decided he would go see what was happening at his beloved music club. As he started walking he noticed someone he recognised. A certain vampiric individual that Jack rather enjoyed having as a club mate. He decided he would see if he could follow her the whole way to the club room without being noticed. He snickered as he tip toed his way around to the corner, amused by the idea of a wolf hunting a vampire.

Simon, Anais, Jack, Scovian

"HeyJacknicedaydontchathink?"
Simon bolted around the werewolf, turning the corner with a grin as he raced at a breakneck speed. Behind him, the entire jousting team raced past, the hybrids panting from exhaustion as Diana's voice rang out over the din.
"Through the gardens, almost there, COME ON PEOPLE PUSH!"
Simon grinned and refocused in front of him. Then paled as he saw the team heading straight towards the girl holding a mug. Back near Jack, a lion hybrid clipped the werewolf's shoulders heavily, then growled over his shoulder.
"OUTTA MY WAY MUTT!"
Speeding up, Simon swooped the girl's legs out from under her, lifting her up in a princess-carry against his chest as the...coffee? Soup? He couldn't tell what was in the mug as it splashed against his face, he was just thankful it wasn't scorching hot.
"You'll thank me later!"
The centaur galloped to one side, leaping out of the way as the Jousting Team thundered by. Simon breathed heavily, looking over his shoulder at the team, scanning for runners on the outskirts of the pack who could slam into them. Suddenly becoming aware that he was carrying Anais in his arms, he grinned, lowering her down gently as his horse ears swept back in an apologetic manner.
"Sorry! I'm really sorry, but the alternative was risking you getting....uh....mushed."
He wiped at the liquid dripping from his face, then blinked as he saw the blood on his hand. Did he get hit without even noticing? Was the girl hurt? Oh god did he hurt her when he grabbed her?! Panic for a brief second before he suddenly recognized her.
"Wait...you're...Annie? Angel...Amber...Ana..AnaiANAIS! That's right, you're the girl from the music club! And I'm..."
He looked down at his jacket, now covered in blood.
"...covered in blood. From the mug. Cause you're a vampire. Oh thank heavens, I didn't hurt you. OH CRAP!"
The centaur suddenly cantered off, giving a wave to the vampire.
"Sorry, I have to play catch up now! SEE YA LATER!"
At an alarming speed, Simon sped off, darting into the gardens after the team, unzipping his jacket in mid run and wiping his face off with it, now bare chested.

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Nathalia, Ajala, Shippo
The nymph smiled at Ajala.
"They're called Mandrakes, yes. Don't worry, these ones are infants, but a scream could still knock us out, so don't uproot them yet."
She quirked a brow, looking behind the Nagini and crooking a finger at Shippo.
"Come closer sweetheart, choose a pot and get comfortable. You two are our early bloomers. The others should be arriving soon, we're going to be moving the Mandrakes from the pots into this patch over here. Uh...Shippo, was it? You signed up yesterday with the harpy."

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Katsu, Andrej, Gideon
A tall kappa walked out of the locker room, a towel around his shoulders as he headed to the pool side, watching the members playing water polo.
"That's weird, I believe you should all be warming up for today's practice. Did you think you joined the Have Fun Club?"
With a harsh blow on a whistle, he started yelling commands.
"Gimme a 400, freestyle, fast pace, in the water everyone!"
Katsu folded it's arms, then glanced over at Gideon.
"Oh hello. You're one of the newbies yes? If you think you can handle the 400, hop in, otherwise take the first four lanes with the other newcomers and do a 200 easy pace please."

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Furioskein, Pamela
"You got a water dragon to join the Theater Club?"
Pamela smiled at Furio with amusement, one finger tapping her chin as the doppleganger paced in front of her, currently in the guise of a sharp dressed young boy with pale green eyes and swept back blonde hair.
"Something wrong with that?"
"No no no, nothing wrong with it, just...HOW? They're all so...uptight and formal and...and...blue."
"Very blue."
"Exceptionally blue, but how did you get him here?"
The spider teacher grinned, watching the other theater students filter into the auditorium.
"Oh I didn't. He came on his own."

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Ahmose, Miri, Gwendy, Isaac
Ahmose shrugged Miri off easily, then pushed her back with one hand against her forehead, smiling at Gwendy.
"Morning. I see she's off to a fast start this morning..."
"Yeaaaaah...she spent the night alone so..."
"Right. Miri, don't touch me, I have a girlfriend, it'll get me in trouble."
He let go of her forehead, stepping back out of arms reach as a smoldering voice came from behind them.
"Oh, maybe I could be of help then..."
An incubus in a way too tight black t-shirt walked onto the field, bright yellow eyes examining Miri's entire body. The boy had wild black hair with a slight purple sheen to it, and was wearing jeans that seemed almost painted on. A barbed tail swayed behind his hips as he took Miri's hand, kissing the back gently as he gave a fanged grin.
"A lovely thing such as yourself being alone at night? Such a tragedy..."
Ahmose grabbed Isaac's shoulder, prying the incubus off and practically butting heads with him.
"She is here to fly, do not make this harder on her."
"Trust me, the only thing getting harder here is me."
"Isaac!"
"Okay, okay, play time can wait till AFTER the meeting."
The harpy gave a frustrated sigh, then looked at Gwendy.
"I'll keep Isaac on leash if you can keep Miri under control."
"I'm not really into boys Ahmose, but if you insist, a leash may be fun..."
"ISAAC!"

Lilith, Fiona*, Leonardo*, Shippo*, Ajala*, Nathalia*

-Time Skip To The Next Day-

Lilith arrived back at school. She wandered for a bit, justifiable since a newcomer wouldn't exactly know the floor plan of the rather sprawling outside of the academy. She located a bunch of greenhouses and decided to approach them, being in the Gardening Club and all, and flew into one of them where she noticed Fiona, along with an albino minotaur, a human figure, a hybrid of a human and a snake and a nymph. She flew closer to them when she noticed a set of peculiar, potted, plants. Judging by the fact that the plants look distinct at least to Lilith, she made an idea to what they are. She flew closer to Fiona and asked her "Oh ffffffish, are those mandrakes?! I've heard of those things and their screaming antics! I swear, this will notend well, I'm certain of that."

Ajala, Nathalia, Shippo, Diana (cameo), Jack (cameo), Simon (cameo), Scovian (cameo)

Ajala mentally noted the information before she could forget it again, but she was apparently so focused on the mandrakes that she failed to notice Shippo coming into the garden until Nathalia called his name. Recognizing the fox shifter she had met yesterday, she nodded her head to him with a polite "Namaste.", then helped guide him to a patch of land with a pot of mandrake seedling nearby before settling on her own patch near him. "Perhaps we should prepare ample space for planting first before we do anything else..." she mused, both to herself and to Shippo.

Before she could say anything else, however, a thundering stampede came towards their location. The Nagini rose up to look at the source of the commotion: the Jousting club making a headlong run through the gardens. While she had no problem with them practicing, the one student she was particularly cautious of came galloping down bare-chested with the jacket he was supposed to be wearing used as a makeshift towel. As much as she enjoyed his overall friendly personality and considered him to be someone she enjoyed talking to, she was quite willing to strangle Simon or tamper with his drink if he trampled over the plants in the garden. With the pace the club members were running at, she hoped that none of them cause any damage to the garden.

Andrej (Featuring Furioskein and Pamela)

Surveying the room, curiously, acknowledging his fellows to a nod and a smile...Andrej was glad to see a familiar face, and he continued to stand in front of the clubs supervisor, "Good Morning, Ms. Attenburg..." Greeting her, he also nodded towards the blonde standing beside her. Quickly taking his pack in his hand, he pulled out an apple...as well as a large, mutant fly in a cage (both of which he procured from the cafeteria, from when he wander the hallways early in the morning). Letting his back sag to the floor, he held both food products out to his supervisor with a smile, "As per a common tradition I have learned through a short study session, I have brought an apple as a symbol of the knowledge my teacher shall impart onto me...and, I hear from the 'lunch lady' that spider hybrids prefer a nice and fresh, juicy fly. I thought it would be proper to bring a consumable gift as thanks, since you'll be taking care of me from now on."

The fly in the cage shook it's fist at Pamela, and cursed her, "Destroy~! DESTROY!" It said in it's tiny voice...before falling over and flailing wildly, seemingly convulsing in fear, as it's life up until now passed before it's very eyes.

Thinking for a moment as he heard this, Andrej almost wanted to slap himself in the face for forgetting! Setting the small cage down carefully, he reached into his pocket and pulled out an embroidered cloth handkerchief...breathing onto the apple tentatively, he used the embroidered cloth to carefully, gently, hand polish the apple...before presenting it to the spider hybrid with an outstretch arm, "Here you go...I admit, I almost forgot to polish it, and nothing other than a 'freshly polished apple' should do for a teacher!"

Miri (Featuring Ahmose, Gwendy and Isaac)

Seemingly reenergised by the sexual energy coming off the incubus, she stood up much more erect, before leaning over to him...her interestingly sized sports bra clad breast pushed up against his own chest. Her eyes were smouldering and seductive, and her own tail reached over and stroked this guy's leg slowly, as she answered his beckoning, "I wasn't alone at night, fantasizing about you, handsome...I can make you fly, and you wouldn't even be leaving a centimetre off the ground, or a bed..." Her voice was deep and seductive, and completely unlike her usual one..."But, we have a meeting right now. Sooo...be a big boy, and I know you're a big boy, and keep your hands to yourself till after the initial meeting..." Score one for self control, for now...running out of energy, Miri almost sagged to a heap on the ground, but caught herself...and was helped out by Gwendy.

Anais | Simon | Jack

"Through the gardens, almost there, COME ON PEOPLE PUSH!"

"Huh?" Anais turned around, only to the jousting team heading towards her. It felt like a re-enactment of the Lion King. She was Mufasa and they were the pack of buffalos. She was going to die. Or at the very least, get badly hurt and trampled on. Frozen on the spot, her mug of blood in hand, Anais prepared herself for the inevitable. That was, until Simon had came into the picture, scooping her up into his arms as though she were a doll. Anais had let out the highest pitch squeal imaginable. "H-HUH?" she said, frantically wriggling in Simon's grip. Anais wasn't exactly a fan of being carried - especially by someone running at 100 miles a minute. The ride was bumpy, and unfortunately, she was carrying a particularly full cup of blood - until she had accidentally spilled it over Simon. "SORRY, SORRY!" she managed to blurt out. The pair came to a halt as Simon gently lowered her down. Legs wobbly from the adrenalin, Anais slumped to the floor. "Oof."

Blinking, she was still slightly in shock as Simon spoke. "Sorry! I'm really sorry, but the alternative was risking you getting....uh....mushed." Anais dazedly nodded in response. "Oh huh .. Yeah, yeah. Thank you.." A few seconds later, the Centaur fidgeted in panic as her realised what he was covered in. "Wait...you're...Annie? Angel...Amber...Ana..AnaiANAIS! That's right, you're the girl from the music club! And I'm... ..covered in blood. From the mug. Cause you're a vampire. Oh thank heavens, I didn't hurt you. OH CRAP!" The centaur started to run off, waving back at a still slumped Anais, who weakly waved back in return. Taking three deep breaths, Anais ran a hand through her, now messy, dark hair. "What the hell just happened?" Remembering that Jack had to endure the sudden commotion as well, she turned to see him in the distance. Cupping her hands around her mouth, she gave out a loud shout:

"Oi, Cujo! Are you alright?"

Jack, Anais, Simon, Scovian

Jack was startled to see Simon run past him. He was about to respond before he heard a noise. He turned around to see the entire jousting team running towards him. He was about to get out of the way when he was clipped and knocked over by a rather unruly lion hybrid.

“OUTTA MY WAY MUTT!” Jack heard as he hit the ground, his guitar case bouncing next to him.

“Who you calling a mutt you overgrown house cat!” Jack called out as he saw him run off. He mumbled angrily as he picked himself up and dusted himself off, rubbing his shoulder that had been hurt when he was knocked down. In a shocked moment he remembered about his guitar that had been sent flying. In a mad rush he scuttled over to his case and opened it. He closely inspected his guitar, looking down the neck, at the body and in all the little nooks and crannies. He lets out a big sigh as it seems like his beloved guitar is fine. He then heard his vampiric friend call out to him. He smiled at his oh so amusing nickname.

“Yea I’m fine” He yells back as he picks up his case and walks over to her. He goes to wave, but flinches as he moves his shoulder. “I just got a bit of a knock from that fur ball” Jack said in a slightly angry tone. Jack will usually keep his cool in any situation and never get angry, but when someone does something to his guitar he does not forget it easy. He let out a frustrated sigh as he disregarded the situation and smiled at the day ahead. He looked down to see if his vampiric companion had been hurt. She seemed a little shaken up, but apart from that, looked fine. He let out a yawn as he looked around. “Let’s hurry up and get to the club room. I want to take a nap” He says with a grin before walking in the general direction of the club room, with a little skip in his step.

Dagr, Sigurd

Dagr woke to the sound of the rooms door closing, Jack must have just left he thought before sitting up. He didn't need to roll out of bed because he didn't sleep in one, he just sprawled out on the floor of the room wherever he fell at night. With a loud yawn he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and stretched before he took a quick shower and dressed out in his wrestling uniform. He briefly considered putting on some extra clothes for decency's sake, but decided it would be to much of a hassle if the succubi can walk around wearing almost nothing no one should be scandalized by a giant in loose shorts. Quickly tying his long white hair into a ponytail so it wouldn't get in the way he walked out the door and headed for some breakfast.

He arrived at the cafeteria and was greeted by the old witch at the counter "morning Dagr will it be the usual" she asked? The only answer she got could at best be called a short tempered grunt, but she just nodded her head and vanished into the kitchen for a few minutes coming back with a bucket almost as big as she was full of roast chickens. With a smile she hefted it up to Dagr and as he took it and started walking off she called after him "be sure to eat them all, we need you as strong as possible this year".

He walked slowly to the stadium his bucket o chicken in one hand the other lucking out the full sized birds and popping them into his mouth where they were eaten bones and all, if asked why he always ate chicken in the mornings he probably would have said he like the crunch. He finished his meal just before entering the stadium and strolled in. There were already a few members there warming up for the days practice, there were two minotaurs butting heads off to the side make a terrible racket, a cyclops doing jumping jacks, the oni that Dagr had bested the day before was swinging around a massive stick with an even bigger weight on it. Dagr nodded to the few greetings he got and moved over to a pair of massive weighted iron balls. He bent down and threw one into the air doing the same to the other before the first came down, he kept up the routine almost juggling the weights as he warmed up.

Arcana (Featuring Cecilia and Simon)

Sunlight splashed against her face, causing Arcana to nearly zoom out of bed, her hair floating every possible direction as if it had a mind of its own. Her baggy t-shirt slid down one shoulder, exposing glimmering pale golden skin; she was the picture of a bedraggled student. For a moment, Arcana nearly forgot where she was, but her ears perked upon seeing an elegant form standing near the window. The form's small hands held the rope that usually kept the heavy curtains tied together, indicating that it was the source of Arcana's awakening. 'Is th-this my roommate?' Arcana thought, suddenly aware that she hadn't had a chance to introduce herself yesterday. The young harpy had spent most of her day after the opening ceremony in the library so that she could research Grey. She had made it one of her missions this year to figure out the origin of their Headmaster, so much of her attention was focused on that she had all but forgotten she even had a roommate.

"Hello there! Sorry to wake you up this way, I couldn't wait to say hello to you." The elegant figure said, a girl by it's voice, hiding a small giggle behind one of her dainty hands. The muted sunlight streaming through the window behind the girl made the her features nearly impossible to see, save for the pearly horn protruding from her forehead beneath shining blonde hair. "Oh, how rude of me. I should properly introduce myself." Her delicate form moved from the window, coming into focus for Arcana. The girl had soft blue eyes framed by long lashes and fair skin. She held out a hand for Arcana to shake, a small, yet polite, smile on her lips. "I'm Cecilia, nice to meet you."

Cecilia's refined nature caused Arcana to momentarily lose herself, staring at her roommate in awe. A small little noise from Cecilia, accompanied by an encouraging smile, brought Arcana back to reality. The young harpy reached out nervously, her hand slightly shaking as Cecilia bridged the gap to gently take Arcana's slightly larger hand in her own dainty ones. "You don't need to be nervous around me, I don't bite," Cecilia said, her hands felt warm on Arcana's, "Well, at least not too hard." Cecilia finished with one of her small giggles.

"I-I-I-" Arcana started, her cheeks flushing crimson, "I'm s-s-sorry. I'm Ar-Arcana." She stuttered, her cheeks growing even hotter. Cecilia only smiled, as if Arcana's stuttering didn't bother her in the least, or her poor introduction. "No need to be sorry, it's great to meet you, Arcana." Cecilia's eyes sparkled as she spoke. And then she gently let go of Arcana's hand, trotting to one side of the room to a small kitchen. "Tea? I have some jasmine, acai, chai...?" Cecilia offered as she brought out a delicate porcelain tea set. The two roommates spoke over breakfast, prepared by a giggling Cecilia after Arcana proved to be particularly clumsy in the kitchen.

Arcana had finally found a new friend.

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Arcana burst out into the air, her elation evident by her looping spirals in the sky. She wore dark brown linen shorts and an earthy green tank-top, perfect for her first day in Gardening Club. Her wild golden hair was tamed into a french braid, courtesy of Cecilia. 'She's so amazing!' Arcana thought giddily, remembering her morning with her roommate. As she came out of a tight loop in the air, she heard a loud thumping sound below her. She peered down curiously to see a herd of galloping quadrupeds rocketing their way through the school grounds. Arcana looked into the distance, seeing that their path seemed to take them dangerously close to the gardens. They all seemed to be part of a club, she realized as one of them shouted orders at the rest. Arcana wondered who the one lagging so far behind was: he didn't appear to be wearing his team-jacket like the rest. Curiosity took over, causing Arcana to follow them overhead.

Not long after, she lost sight of them in the greenery of the gardens. She followed them down, twirling this way and that to make her way through the branches of towering trees. She arrived in a small glade surrounded by big-leafed plants, but couldn't see any of the four-legged creatures she had been following. It was quiet, she realized. She perked her tapered ears up, trying to listen for a sound.

...ump...thump... Thump... THUMP

Suddenly, she heard thumping fast approaching her location and she barely had time to turn when a chestnut-haired creature leaped over the leafy plants surrounding the glade and slammed into her. "OOF!" Was all she could manage to say, the air thoroughly knocked out of her as she got tangled around the front-side of whoever-it-was.

Simon, Arcana, Gardening Club

Simon was momentarily blinded as something warm, light, feathery, and....squealing...slammed into his face.
"GAH!"
The centaur completely lost his balance, hooves slamming into roots and rocks as he spiraled out of control, bouncing off trees as he reached up, grabbing at the form with both arms and yanking it off his face. For a split second, he saw a terrified face staring at him before his vision went white, slamming head first into a tree branch at centaur forehead height, and skidding to a halt on the outskirts of the Gardening Club meeting, equine form going limp.
"Ohhhhh....man...ow....what...."
The centaur pushed his human half upright, the horse half still laying on it's side as he tried to regain focus. With a kick, he righted himself, standing wobbly on his hooves. He steadied himself, holding a hand to his head, eyes scrunched with pain.
"Okay...I-I've pretty much reached my crash quota for today...c-can we stop now?"
The centaur checked himself for injuries before surveying his surroundings. A panicking harpy with golden hair was the blindfold he had run into. The entire Gardening Club was staring at him in what he could only assume was pure shock. He flinched, rubbing his head again before flicking a grin. He recognized Ajala. Nice girl, if a bit stern at times. He liked her accent a lot, and his small interest in gardening gave them a few things to talk about easily enough. Fiona was a familiar face as well, mostly from his night time runs through the gardens. She was always doing late night work, watering, pruning, trimming, cleaning.
"Ow...hey Ajala, Fiona...you're doing a good job with the plants here...hard as -ow- steel. And you...ow..."
The centaur turned to Arcana, who was practically ripping her braid apart in nervousness. Simon laid a hand on her head, towering over her.
"I didn't hurt you did I? I just -ow- kinda came through the bushes and you were there, didn't have time to react...ahh..."
Simon wobbled for a moment, held a hand to his head with a frown.
"Ow...alright, I gotta catch up."
Nathalia stepped forward.
"You really slammed into the tree pretty hard, you should go to the nurse!"
The centaur smiled, cantering a little towards the path away from the teacher.
"Don't worry, I'm indestructible. You can't stop me, just slow me down! Gotta go!"
Simon took off down the path, albeit much slower than before. The nymph put her hands on her hips, giving a disapproving look.
"That boy...hello dear, Arcana was it? You signed up with Shippo yesterday I believe."
Nathalia waved Arcana over to her.

Ajala, Arcana, Nathalia, Shippo, Simon (cameo)

Ajala sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose after Simon's crash into hello with Arcana the harpy. Fortunately, despite his mishap, the garden was still relatively intact, save for a few broken branches and stomped grass. Without even putting an ounce of concern into his well-being, the centaur trotted away, leaving a confused and shocked Arcana in his wake. "No need to worry, Nathalia. A brick wall would find him to be a good match, among other sturdy structures," the nagini remarked as she left her spot briefly to see how the harpy was doing after the collision. "Regarding the centaur, please don't take his behavior as a malicious intent. He's merely careless and incredibly absent-minded most of the time, but he's a friendly student."