Revan

"Well, the only thing of note that I've notice is thar we've got 2 demon presences on campus. One of them is a little goth metal bitch that seems to have killed Two kings of the Hell, if what I smelled was correct. The other is on the dancefloor, the one with the dark hair. Since I can't sense it all the time, it must be case of either possession or co-habitation. One things for sure, whoever it is in there, they are pretty old, not as old as me, but still up there. So yeah, nothing too interesting, but that could change with a little. . . [i]prodding[/i]." 

Revan was wearing a casual attire of a black dress shirt, some jeans and sandals. His red eyes strafed the dance floor for signs of trouble, though swiftly got distracted by a few rather attractive teachers and elder students. Words such as 'Age-gap' meant very little to him, for obvious reasons, so any fully developed female was a target to his desires, of course he'd contain himself to teachers for now, so as not to get himself fired. "So, anything interesting happen to you today, or has it just been just another routine day. Get any new abilities from your students?"

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