(Who doesn't like when your post decide to clone. You know "double the post, double the fun" kind of thing)

Dandanken said
He poked goat head. "Soooo Cooool! It's real! Hey tell me are you Minotaur? Or a Chimera? Wait Chimera should have a body of a Lion and Minotaur a head of a bull. And that's a goat head.Then what are you? A demon? A human that cannot transmute into goat properly? A goat that cannot transform into human properly? How old are you? Do you talk? Are you the only representative of your race? Is your anatomy similar to human? Or is it similar to goat? What do you eat? What do you drink? Can you fly? ..." His questions seemed to repeat over and over as if they were trying to breach trough a wall.

"Yes, I am a Demon. I am older than 1,023, last I checked. I can talk, as you can tell. No, I am a demon, I do not represent my race. I merely enjoy this form. My anatomy, well, that depends on what form I'm in. Currently, it's similar to a human, not a goat. What i eat, well I eat anything I want, and same goes for drink as well. As for flying, just wait and see." Mr.G said as he smiled. It was warming to know that someone liked him.

"A prince huh?" Katherin tilted her head and let her magic explore him. She has never felt anything like him before. She was curious about him. She had explored many lands in her search for a home. She had never felt anything quite like him. "My name is Katherin Winter. I do not have a title. I am an orphan."

Kryssal observed the room and saw the student poking at Mr. G. She sighed, "So much ignorance... I guess thats typical of the young." She got up grabbing her bags and weapon stands and in one swift motion started for her room... "This is going to be a long semester... I think it should be enjoyable."

Beast interupted the conversing group of students, and the goat headed teacher, as well as the assistant headmistress. "Dinner is over" is all he said. His deep voice broke through the conversation, demanding that the students listen. Then, he simply walked away, into the hall with Alastair. After Alastair recovere the body and confirmed the janitors were able to clean, Beast went to Alastair's study. "Any predictions or suspiscions yet professor?" He asked. His suspiscions were already set though.

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Synn, after the show in the restroom, went to bed early thinking "what the hell is wrong with that elf. Ugh.... Ive got detention with him...." So it was that he fell unto the... Cieling? Yes that is right, Synn's bandages floated up, stuck to the ceiling and attached themselves there before pulling him up. This was how he slept.

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Slowly curfew was falling upon the school to end the first day. It would not be long before day two began with A lesson on hangovers usefull information from mr. G.

"Hmm." Kryssal followed the imposing beast like creature. "You two. Ive been privvy to information about some student on student suspected homicide. What exactly is going on here and how bad is it?"

notdeadyet said
Beast interupted the conversing group of students, and the goat headed teacher, as well as the assistant headmistress. "Dinner is over" is all he said. His deep voice broke through the conversation, demanding that the students listen. Then, he simply walked away, into the hall with Alastair. After Alastair recovere the body and confirmed the janitors were able to clean, Beast went to Alastair's study. "Any predictions or suspiscions yet professor?" He asked. His suspiscions were already set though.Synn, after the show in the restroom, went to bed early thinking "what the hell is wrong with that elf. Ugh.... Ive got detention with him...." So it was that he fell unto the... Cieling? Yes that is right, Synn's bandages floated up, stuck to the ceiling and attached themselves there before pulling him up. This was how he slept.Slowly curfew was falling upon the school to end the first day. It would not be long before day two began with A lesson on usefull information from mr. G.

Alastair removed his hand from his face when beast entered the room Alastair stood up and uncovered the girls body reveling the sigils carved into her skin, "These sigils are from the ancient watcher Irin, she's not a killer though I suspect she was corrupted by a demon maybe Azezual. I'll look further then get back to you on it. Hopefully we can stop this monster before it kills another student." Alastair said recovering the girls body.

"Excellent work proffessor. Ill inform our cultist specialist of the matter immediately. I will ask my assistant Kryssal to assist you as well in gethering information, and confronting anything that may attempt to stop you." With that, Beast gives Alastair a knod, and leaves his study to find Kryssal before curfew. Not that it mattered anyhow.

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Meanwhile outside, clouds begin rolling before the full moon, hinting at fresh snow in the morning. Any student still awake should prepare some warm clothes and soon.

Katherin carefully studied her schedule. Demonic studies? What kind of class was that? Still she wasn't going to question it. She was just happy to be somewhere that welcomed people like her. She didn't really care what they wanted to teach her. She got dressed and grabbed her staff before heading out. She had memorized most of the areas that she had classes. She was hoping that would help her navigate her way through the school. Once outside the cold north wind welcomed her. She smiled as it teased her hair. Feeling at home in the cold climate she slowly made her way to class.

notdeadyet said
Beast interupted the conversing group of students, and the goat headed teacher, as well as the assistant headmistress. "Dinner is over" is all he said. His deep voice broke through the conversation, demanding that the students listen. Then, he simply walked away, into the hall with Alastair.

"What a bother. And I wanted to ask so many questions right now... That's not fair! But I guess I will wish everybody a good night." Yakumo took his plate still filled with sweets and went to his room. After that he prepared himself for upcoming day.

During next day morning he woke up, knowing that it's time to go to classes. After all it's better than wasting time in this boring room. He grabbed some sweets he brought with him yesterday and head out to class, while whistling song to make it more entertaining. After going trough corridor he remembered that he forgot his bag, so he rushed back to his room and then ran his way to the classroom.

Laying on the covers in nothing but his boxers, a certain teen's bra tied around his midsection, and his usual metal armour, the machine elf yawned quietly and didn't so much as move the arm tucked comfortably under the girl laying in the two-beds. So comfortably, his arm was going numb...that was the phrase, right? No matter, when daylight peeked through the window, Dodo couldn't stop himself from making upset huffy-huffing sounds. Sure, the elf didn't need to sleep by a lot, but laying in bed with another person to cuddle was nice.

With a numb hand, Dodo played with the hair on the female before bring a strand into his mouth to nom on, and with the free one he pulled out his schedule. His more important classes were later. Hmmm...maybe he could convince this lady to skip a few classes to stay in bed with him? Already upset with the prospects of this one leaving, and perhaps he himself having to go leave to teach or attend to teacherly-ism duties, the machine elf spat out the strand of hair and lightly lay himself over the midsection of the sheets covered girl and pouted.

Pout turning to a smirk, Dodo lay comfortably with the feel of bewbs underneath, looking very much like a cat sitting on it's owner's favorite chair...practically purring as he did so. The machine elf could make himself as heavy or light as he please, but even as light as he was now, there was no doubt the girl would stir at the motions and touches. Taking out his planner again, taking note of the scribble about Synn's detention...what was Level 1 all about again?

Beast eventually found the assistant headmistress, and informed them: "There was a fatality already. I suspect headmistress issabella to be the culprit. None the less, Professor Alastair is on the case. Help him would you? And when the culprit behind this is revealed we will arrest Issabella for her crimes against the school." With that beast went to "bed" as well.

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Synn was up far before class began, and casually walked about the halls. He planned on being late to the irst class because he wanted to spy upon the strange elf some. Instead, he bumped into Yakumo. And well... The incident didnt start well. "Agh!!!" The run in had caused him to spill his morning brew of pine tea, a very bitter tea drink, which when served hot was said to do woundersfor the active mind. "Unnngh.... " synn groaned. His blan expression on his face did not change, yet somehow it became apparent that he was upset.

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Headmistress Chin walked over to Mr. G's class, mostly to inspect the new teacher an make sure that the material he taught wa safe and apropriate in the classroom.

"Jesus, he is direct." Kryssal said to herself, thinking about last night's run in with the headmaster. She walked to Alistair's study and asked "Professor Alistair, are you in here?"

WireJack said
"Jesus, he is direct." Kryssal said to herself, thinking about last night's run in with the headmaster. She walked to Alistair's study and asked "Professor Alistair, are you in here?"

Alastair sat in the center of the room drawing a on a huge Canvas bored his eyes were and deep black with cracks of crimsion through them, he was drawing the face of the monster that murdered the girl, when Kyrssal walked in and spoke Alastair quickly turned his head towards her not saying anything he quickly turned back and finaihed drawing the face of the demon now. Veins were coursing black through his whole body making it very obvious he wasn't himself at the moment when he finished he dropped the paint brush and slouched to the ground chocking he got back up normal as ever and turned to the girl, "yes I'm here and I've got the far f the demon we're hunting now." He said with a smile.

Kryssal made a point to ensure what she saw was not dangerous, she began using her hyperthymesiac memory, she searched through 130 years of memories when she realized he returned to normal she listened and then approached Alistair with a counter argument. "Are you quite sure its a demon?" She asked uncovering the body. "Did you ever think to realize that these sigils appear to be post-mortem wounds? If they were carved after her death they make no sense, no matter how visceral this kill was, making summoning symbols would be a moot practice. Its indicative of distraction, so we should make sure we are indeed correct." Kryssal recovered the victim.

WireJack said
Kryssal made a point to ensure what she saw was not dangerous, she began using her hyperthymesiac memory, she searched through 130 years of memories when she realized he returned to normal she listened and then approached Alistair with a counter argument. "Are you quite sure its a demon?" She asked uncovering the body. "Did you ever think to realize that these sigils appear to be post-mortem wounds? If they were carved after her death they make no sense, no matter how visceral this kill was, making summoning symbols would be a moot practice. Its indicative of distraction, so we should make sure we are indeed correct." Kryssal recovered the victim.

Alastair looked her up and down, taking a seat gesturing her to sit as well. "I thought of that a possibility but please notice the struggle in the wounds, she was alive when she was being carved." He said with a smile examining the body agin, "also I should in enlighten you they are not sigils for summoning but to mark the awaking of the archangel Irin the watcher but the watcher fell hundreds of years ago and was banished and put to sleep. These sigils mark her awaking into the world and that is her picture." Alastair said turning back to the Canvas he had painted on.

That tune. That song. There was that song again.

Her slate grey remained closed as she let the music wrap around her ankles and travel up the foot of her bed. It traveled around her ankles, swirled around her slender legs, fluttered around her belly, to eventually come to a rest in the pit of her heart. There was something about that song that made her feel more alive than she really was. At least she thought it was the song, it could have been last night's mix of meats and dairy making her feel like she had something crawling under her skin.

"I can feel you sleeping there. Did you want to say something or did you want a show?" Charli mumbled, her eyes still closed tight. When most people got tired, they went to sleep and got up later- refreshed. If she went to sleep, she couldn't retain enough energy to remain alive. The last time she had gotten that low, well- she couldn't really remember what happened, but apparently it was bad. So though the girl was appearing to be in a deep sleep, Charlize was really just on stand-by; just as a computer or phone would act.

Charlize began to roll over, lifting the blanket and flashing Dodo her naked back side.

She made the full turn before covering up again with the large quilt that adorned her double bed creation. Charlize turned her head looking over her shoulder her eyes slowly opening and blinking. Her slate eyes stared at the teacher. He was dedicated. That, or he was paid very well. Without warning she jerked the bed sending the man between the two mattress into what one could call a blanket cocoon. "Bring me breakfast next time, and I might let you suck on something more than my hair." she snickered, the quilt wrapped around her as she waddled over to her suitcase.

Getting ready for the day with the various mundane tasks most humans did, Charli finished her routine with putting on a pale pink blouse and a pair of dark pegged jeans. Before the incident she had a long, thick, jet black mane. They assumed the hair died and the pigment along with the regrowth. It was offered to her multiple times if she would like to have it restored to it's original state, but she declined; She started to find it a pretty shade of grey after awhile anyways.

The music had eventually come to a stop in her head. Charlize had noticed this as she pulled her hair into a small pony tail and clipped a few bobby pins in to keep her bangs out her way as she worked today in class. "Don't stick around too much, you might find my secrets." Charlize told Dodo as she slipped on her boots and jacket, leaving the room with a slam of the door behind her. Treading through the school and outside into the cold and wet atmosphere to head to her first class of the day and of the year.

Zane had been flying to the location of a school for magic, when his wings began to ice over. Three months ago he wouldn't believe something like that existed but it did. Post Card and everything it seemed. Zane tumbled to the ground and decided he would have to walk the rest of the way. Something in him said that he was getting close and sure enough he was. He got over the next ridge and saw the school. He declined the ridge slowly as the sun had began to rise. He was already a day late. He was supposed to "attend" school here. His real reason for actually coming was to find out what this ring was and the creature inside it was. He did have to admit that it did have its perks but he wanted to know more.

When Zane had made it down the mountain ridge and to the school he entered the front gates very weary. He vision began to fade in and out as he tried to read one of the flyers. "Well unfortunately...I...don't think I am going to be make it...to the meeting." Zane collapsed out in the courtyard. Snow flecked him his cheek and then the rest of his body as the armor slowly formed back into a ring on his finger.

Zane was promptly collected by a very young looking asian woman. It was headmistress Chin, who was walking about the courtyard at the same time as him. Since she had not introduced herself, and he wasnt on the pamphlet, there was no way for Zan to know she was a headmistress and not a student. When Zane collapsed, Miss Chin hurried over, and telepathically called the school nurse. She carefully lifted the student's head and turned him on his side. She doubte he would puke, but just in case she felt the need to roll him on his side. She couldnt help but notice a rather nice looking ring upon Zane's hand, and she smiled.

From her cool pale hands radiated a peculiar energy. It was dark, yet, comforting, and strong, yet strangely seriene. Her power was simply radiating from her soft skin. Her dark, animal fur robes even seemed to hold this energy, like it had sponged some of it up. The energy was strange in that it seemed to poke at Zane, trying to permiate the skin. If it were to succede, there would be no need for a nurse.