[center][h3][color=9e0b0f][i]}Arthur Wick{[/i][/color][/h3][/center]

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The demoness was an interesting one, that much was for certain. She didn't look like she was going to let go of Iravis, then releashed herself from the phoenix without a thought. Iravis warned the demon that Arthur was a teacher, and the girl just stuck her tongue out at the fire bird. At least the limits of Iravis' social grace and patience will be tested. Granted this dorm may be a pile of ash for it but a minor detail considering it all. Director probably wanted to demo this building anyways. Oh, the demon was introducing herself, Lyssa, demon alchemist. Apparently adorable too.

[color=9e0b0f]"I am Arthur Wick, if you are interested in fire or how to care for magical creatures than I am the man to ask. I suppose I'm also the man to ask if you want to know how to skewer people on the end of long pointy sticks too, but I doubt an adorable demon would care much for that. That out of the way,"[/color] Arthur turned to look at Iravis, [color=9e0b0f]"Of course it doesn't have to be right away, nor does the kind of mage matter. I personally wouldn't mind if you stayed here without master, but the will of the Director isn't something I can change. Nor am really willing to even consider trying to change."[/color] Arthur would then look over at the clock on the nearby wall, [color=9e0b0f]"Oh, seems like I'll never make it to my classroom in time now. Need to get some things ready before the students arrive. A shame, walking is so slow and this school so big, if only I had an alternate form of moving that was faster than walking. I look forward to seeing you at my class Iravia. Till we meet again Lyssa."[/color] Arthur would stand, grabbing his spear before he slammed it into the ground, white light rising from the instructor. Then he was gone.

Making it back to his class Arthur made a quick check to make sure everything was in place. Rows of desks ascending upwards like a collages classroom? Check. Said desks and chairs being made of flimsy wood liable to igniting from a single spark? Check. Doors leading to a basketball sized area where basic and less than basic combative lessons could be taught? Yes. Small nearly invisible indents in the walls and floors of the two rooms filled with magical fuel that would light at the smallest flame that, while not actually endangering anyone who stayed in their seats would fill the room with flame and make class far more interesting? Check. Stone walls and ceiling, with a long thin window near the ceiling for ventilation? Check. Another door leading to a private office where he could talk to single students/keep the few readings materials required in this class? Check. Overly sweetened coffee waiting to be drank? Check. Box of donuts to be given to the students he liked later? Also check. Seemed Arthur had everything then. [color=9e0b0f]"Well then, might as well pass the time."[/color] Arthur said to himself. He had in fact said the entire checklist aloud but regardless. He stepped into his office and pulled out a small gaming system, while magic was indeed fun you couldn't deny that technology was going interesting places.