He laughed," no, I don't eat people. The lack of trust isn't here, it's outside where the lack of trust comes into play. Most common people get slightly fearful when they see someone that could harm them greatly." He shrugged now, putting off the air that he didn't mind much. Though it did make him slightly upset but he refused to believe that.

"oh, that matters? i always thought we are supposed to learn to protect them not be liked. sure being a hero is supposedly nice but you have wings and breath fire. im slightly jealous. you have a bit of advantage over most of us here." the optimism he spoke was strange even to himself but he continued "besides your in here and not out there...so why think about out there?"

Jargon grinned slightly," true. I mean I am pretty dang cool." He spread out his wings slightly then folded then in. He chuckled ," I'd say one annoying part is trying not to trip people with my tail, near impossible unless I'm just standing like this. He moved his tail slightly, grinning a bit still . He was right. The outside didn't matter any more.

"if they arent aware of their surroundings then its their fault. you just a walking, talking awareness test. but uh....sorry if I ever stepped on your tail" Leon rubbed the back of his head. He wasn't sure if he ever did but just in case. "is this your second year too?"

"Ah, you won't have to worry about it, my lady. It was a question that slipped my mind now, or...isn't as important anymore." Freija trailed off, still left a little shaken as both the undead man and the younger, livelier lad walked off. Until she came to her senses and panicked a little, "Wait, how did you-"
She froze mid-sentence. It would be silly asking Third. Her magical aura was glowing brightly, and it didn't take a genius to guess that mind-reading was one of the more minimal of her abilities. Shaking it off, she gazed in either direction, before she made up her mind of what she was going to do. Smiling warmly to the headmistress to excuse herself, and to the boy she was with as well, she even placed two of her fingers against her lips, an elven greeting to them both, before telling him he had no need to worry if he was in her class either. She'd be as good a teacher as she could, but for now, she had another question on her mind.
What makes that particular boy so special? These classes seem not for the weak of heart, and he seems...Well. Human. Unexpected.

"Wait, uh...you!"
She realised she'd never caught the name of the blonde youth, and running in a dress was difficult, though atleast her footing was sure on the grass and she could cheat in letting her magic add that much more skip to her step to catch up with him without being too out of breath. She slowed to a casual walking pace beside him, blinking up at the lanky frame in curiosity. No magical aura. There was nothing particularly significant about this boy. Except well maybe, he seemed delicate. Like he had been pampered for a lifetime, though being able to get into an academy like this certainly wouldn't have him like that for long. He seemed quiet. A little thoughtful? Sad. It was difficult to tell.
"So...um. Right." she paused to sigh here, "I'm glad I at least know one of my students now, but you do realise survival classes can mean unpredicted deaths, at any time, don't you? Doesn't the thought deter you...even just a little bit? And you agreed up front. Why? Is there a reason?"

"Hmm?" Victor tilted his head a little as the odd, short elven woman suddenly came up next to him. He hadn't seen her around before, but he knew by now that she was one of the newer teachers, and looked at her with a smile he hoped would look a lot more easygoing than he felt considering the Survival classes. "Oh, it's that. Well, I guess the thought would be a little deterring... but, you know, i'll be fine. You don't know yet, but I work extremely hard on all of my classes." That much was true, and he didn't have to tell her that all of the effort he put in only led to average results at best... not that she wouldn't find out soon, anyway, but the longer the new teacher didn't know that, the better. Best make a good impression now that he still could. "So I believe that I will be just fine. Who knows, that might be the one class i'm really good at. Plus my parents wanted me to join it anyway. I simply gotta find some talent in me once in a while, right?" He smirked as if it was a joke, although he certainly didn't feel like it was one himself.

Rhea was slightly surprised, this young man was basically the opposite of every expectation she had about how the students at the academy would act. "Oh, my apologies." She bowed. "As you wish, I will refer to you as Si- ...Beaux, just Beaux." She smiled as she said that last bit. One of the first people whome she could call by just their regular name. "Ah, w-well that..." She trailed off before letting out a sigh. She looked to the scarfed young man and smiled. "Yes of course! You may absolutely call me Rhea!" She proceeded to take his invitation to look over the stalls.

Rhea was amazed, so many unique things she hadn't ever seen before. After quite a while of looking, she picked out a small charm. A necklace, with a small stone carving of a crescent moon. She picked it up and smiled. After Beaux purchased it for her, she immediately put it on. "Thank you Beaux." She paused. "By the way, I've been meaning to ask. I'm new to this academy, how long have you been here?" She had been curious, after all, he looked to be about the same age as her.

He chuckled and shrugs," it doesn't really hurt me... These scales work as shields against swords, simply being stepped on doesn't hurt." He listened to the next question and said," correct, I am a second year. Are you going to take any elite classes?"

Xelou arrived to the academy , he was riding his black horse and was covered with a bown cape hiding his armor and sword, on his back he was carrying all his belongings , he took the letter saying he was accepted in the academy but he didnt have high hopes about the place ,he jumped off the horse and pulled inside the great walls of the academy

Leon shook his head "nope, i was told I didn't qualify, and wouldnt qualify. apparently im not good enough" he wasnt happy about it, at all but he had looked into the class after his blatant rejection and found out he would probably live longer. someone like Jargon with natural advantages would survive that "class" but Leon felt he didnt need a class to be awesome. he woke up like this

Xelou started to walk around the main building looking for the head teacher's office, every girl he passed by looked at him for a few minutes before walking away, "i wonder where it is..." he said to himself and took off his cape

Guy went back to practicing his spear Kata but stopped soon after when he heard his stomach, thought he said nothing; being one for respect and also for he hated eating, after all he only ate: mushrooms, cave fish, cave crickets, and bread that his father brought home. He remembered once that his father brought home something he called radishes. After that day he vowed to show every one he met the lovely taste that was radishes, maybe he could show third? "s-so do you like mushrooms?" he said trying start a conversation, something he wasn't good at. He started his stance again and jabbed his spear over and over leaving a haze with every hit. He wondered what third was here for?

Third let the young teacher walk away with no argument, not that she had time to though...

She sighed slightly as the boy made his best attempt to start a conversation. She smiled and tilted her head slightly

"Depends on what kinda mushrooms you are referring to, the poison ones, not so much."

She paused and watched the boy's damage on the tree,

She didn't show it, but she was evaluating him. "Powerful hits" she commented eventually,
the technique was shaky, and everything could always be improved upon, but as someone with
apparently no proper mentoring in fighting, it was a good start.

Third took her eyes off of her target, she didn't want him to think she was judging him, he really didn't
seem like one to take critical assessments well.

"That tree won't be hurting anyone now after your done with it"

xelou started to wander around the scool once he finished talking to the head teacher, he saw a guy hitting a tree and walked to watch from closer, the handsome guy was calling the attention of every girl that passed by but he was focused on the guy and didnt notice the teacher near him

Guy smiled alittle "I don't like wood that's all, man in wood lament armor killed my mother, I guess I just hit them to make up for him" he smiled. He never understood but whenever he was sad he smiled, it always discouraged his mother when he did that, well and when he killed cave bugs.

"have you ever tried hen of the forest, there great" he said trying to keep the convo.

he slashed at the tree, his knees shaking as they did when he was fully engaged in battle, he loved the feeling thought he hated when people laughed at it, of course they never lived to tell the tale.

"why are your legs shaking?" xelou asked with his arms crossed "is the spear too heavy?"

Guy's spear slid out of his hand as he heard the man behind him.

As he turned around he noticed the man brought a swarm of girls behind him, he jumped back, hiding behind the tree.
"um sir b-behind you"
He could not believe this many people could be near him, he was almost grey he was so pale, He thought they would be too repulsed, yet no one seemed to care. His legs stopped shaking and he grew angry now, he liked how it felt and wished he could just fight the tree again. He grabbed his spear and brought it behind with him, he knew with sargon he was ok.

xelou looked behind him and noticed all the girls, he didnt say a world to them "how about a sparring match?" he asked taking off his cape and revealing his golden armor and sword. "im xelou, freshman, nice to meet you....?"

Guy slowly came from behind the tree, he hated people but he loved sparring. He looked at xelou's armor in awe "o-ok" he removed his plaid flannel, only to reveal a leather chest plate with iron dotting it. Guy pulled out his spear and set his legs far apart and his spear between them. Though his stance looked terrible and savage he was a master of it. "h-hey you're not ganna kill me a-are you" a question he always asked before battle. He thought he seemed scared, he was excited and already planning as many things the opponent could do and all the ways he could counter in, thought like always he would probably make this a game of stamina, he always let them chase him around before he made them lose an arm or an eye.
"guy, I'm new here sir"

"this sword isnt sharp at all" he said shpwing the edge of his sword and put his left empty hand in front of him, he held the sword behind him "whenever you are ready" he said with a smile. all the girls wanted to see the match and were quite close but to a safe distance.