Jasper just fucking ran. Apparently logic wasn't something he understood. Zienaknuen guessed he didn't like not being in control. Must have liked being the most informed person in the room, and whenever someone went over his head, he lost his mind. To be fair, threatening to turn his femur into dust may have been a bit much, but he desered it, calling in whatever strike teams in on the school.

Zienaknuen heard footsteps and wings approaching behind him, as he watched Jasper sprint away. He turned to see Alexander and Angel. "Morning." He said with a cheery dispostion. "I assume your looking for the lunatic." He said gesturing over his shoulder at Jasper running off into the distance. "Oh, I'm sorry. Lunatic isn't the word I meant to use. So insensitive to Werewolves. Who are actually effected by the lunar cycle." He said, as he remembered that the term lunatic actually had its origins from people who behaved oddly under a full moon, and was likly a result of Werewolve trying to stay hidden in the past. "Would you like me to grab him?" He said gesturing back to Jasper who had tripped over and was getting back up. "Or are you here for me?" He asked, placing a hand over his heart to gesture to himself. "I'm Zienaknuen by the way. I request you call me that, until we get to know each other."

Alexander sighed and nodded. He introduced himself.
"and I demand that you return to class immediately before I call the head of the school."
He crossed his arms. He narrowed his eyes. The teacher was very unhappy.

Angel sighed. She frowned. Her wings dropped a bit. She glanced away. She hated it when her brother got strict, teacher or not. Anyway, she cleared her throat.
"I can escort them both back if you'd like...sir."
She, then, looked at Zienaknuen @Sanity43217. She gave a faint smile.

Alexander sighed again. He nodded once.
"Very well, miss. But you must return to my class quickly. I will not be patient for very long."

Angel nodded, not looking away from Zienaknuen.

"You're going to call the head of school because I am not in the class, you should be teaching, but aren't, because your here? Sir." He said, just wanting to make sure he understood the situation. "What if I called the head of school, on my Crafts and Pottery Teacher who didn't show up to class. Or the Crafts and Pottery Teacher who let god knows how many students just leave the class." Zienaknuen knew this 'teacher' couldn't do shit. He looked barely older than the students, which in itself wasn't much, but the way he spoke, he sounded young. The Vatican had taught him how to guess an entities age, independent from their physical body. "How old are you? 23? 25?" Zienaknuen had no idea how they thought this was going to work. He looked at his watch and smirked. "Well, it been fifteen minutes. You're not teaching the class. I'm legally allowed to leave."

"after retrieving this one, I was intended to make them return, student. Security has already been called on the others."
Alexander narrowed his eyes.
"That is detention for you, for talking back. Anything else?"
He crossed his arms.
"my age is none of your business."

Angel sighed.
"please, sir, calm down?"
Angel sounded worried, nervous even. She looked at the other student.
"I volunteered to help. I didn't want anyone in serious trouble."
She frowned. Her eyes closed for a moment. She bit her lip. Her wings dropped all the way down.

Alexander sighed.
"Stay out of this, student."
He addressed his sister that time.

Angel simply nodded.

“Man. I say we go and fight that kid. I haven’t fought in like.... a day!” Blyke was clearly irritated at the fact that he hadn't been able to injure anyone severely in the recent days. After about a minute of thinking, he came to the conclusion that this was a terrible idea. “..Nevermind, I’m out of ideas. We could do charades! Or.. or.. tic tac toe!” He frowned. “Whatever.” He bailed and leaped out the window, going to see the commotion outside. He begun to approach the worry-circle.

After leaving class, Hafner had reached into his backpack and pulled out a blue book. Benji managed to catch up to Hafner right as he was about to enter the library. The one-horned demon barely glanced over his shoulder at him. "No, but I'm not doing anything exciting." Hafner said, opening the door. He promptly returned to his spot in the library. It was one of the tables reserved to study, right next to the door, in fact, and piled high with various magical grimoires. The largest was "The Book of Summonings." A smaller book was open next to it, into which Hafner was scribbling spells with a quill pen. The smaller one was in fact Hafner's. It was simple looking, with a blue cover and pages of vellum in which the cambion had meticulously scribbled runes and diagrams that could be used to cast magical spells. Presently, he was studying the section on lesser demons.

"Please stand back." Hafner said, taking a small velvet sack from his backpack. From it, he took a pinch of a dark-blue powder, starting to sprinkle it on the desk behind him in an intricate, circular pattern.

"Please refrain from sneezing."

@Amastacia

Sasha listened to both Emily and the black haired cat boy's (@BiffleChump) responses to her question. Her heart sank at Emily's words, but she smiled sincerely when Emily asked if she was okay. "Yes, thank you Emily. I think I'm okay. This is my first time going to school so I wasn't sure what to expect to begin with. Might as well be a riot!" She laughed a little, then looked back at Emily softly. "That sounds terrible though, what happened with your ex. If you wanna talk about it after class let me know." She put her hand over Emily's for a brief moment in a comforting gesture, then turned to the fay.

"You're absolutely right. We need to remember how important it is that we all get along! We have the chance to determine history right now." Sasha was so excited to be making friends, especially since she got to be part of such an amazing goal in the process. She spotted another dark haired boy in the back of the classroom and waved at him. (@Vampiretwilight Jason) "You should come sit with us while we wait for everyone to get back! Oh, I'm Sasha by the way. What are your names?" She addressed the second part to the two boys.

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Benji laughed when the demon (@Spike) said he wasn't doing anything interesting. "Whatever it is, I'm sure it beats sitting in the classroom, waiting for the teacher to wrangle the class back together." He had been in similar classroom environments and nothing ever truly got taught. Benji learned more from ditching class with his friends than he ever did from a teacher. He learned art, through graffitti maybe but art all the same, and he learned coding by helping to hack the school's grade system, and he learned how to fight, steal, and run like hell. That wasn't what you were supposed to learn in school, but that's what Benji had gotten out of his education so far.

The human followed the other student into the library and raised his eyebrows and all the spellbooks and symbols. Oh, so I'm going to be learning some occult things today. Despite his initial suspicion, Benji was genuinely interested in seeing the demon do whatever magic he did with these books. He stepped back when asked, choosing to sit backward on a chair from a neighboring table, resting his arms and head on the back of it. He laughed when the demon asked him not to sneeze. "No promises." He said it jokingly, not stopping to think the demon might not pick up on his human sense of humor.

Emily nodded when Sasha answered her question. She managed a faint smile. She waved off the apology.
"It was last summer. Thinking back, it makes me glad she is gone. She was quite selfish now that I think about it."
She nodded again. She smiled a little bigger that time. Emily blinked when Sasha placed her hand over hers. She turned a bit red. She bit her lip. She tried to shake it off as she watched Sasha address a boy sitting in the back of the room. She wondered what the boy would say and if he would accept.

Jason blinked. He looked up. He looked around before his eyes landed on sasha and Emily. He pointed at himself, a bit confused by the look of it.
"who? Me?"
He frowned. he was unsure about it. He paused.

Emily looked at Sasha.
"He looks unsure."

Jason heard Emily. He actually nodded a bit. He looked down at his desk again. He was quiet for a bit.

If Hafner noticed Benji's remark, he gave no notice. He had closed his eyes, and was utterly motionless, but for one thing: His lips were slowly moving as he muttered incantations. Then, he snapped his fingers, and the powder erupted into blue flames. Just as quickly, they were extinguished, and in their place was a bizarre creature: It was orange, about the size of a basketball, with a single massive eye slowly opening in the center. Eight tentacles splayed out. The creatures eye glanced around the room, before falling on Hafner. It looked upon him with love in its eyes, like that a child might have for its parent.

"Get in there ya lil shit!" Hafner growled, grabbing the creature and starting to stuff it into the magic book. The page was accepting it as if it was a hole in the book itself...But the demon eye was not, it's tentacles trying to keep it from being forced into the grimoire.

@Amastacia

Sasha giggled at the dark haired boy's (@Vampiretwilight) confusion. "Yes, you! Aren't many other people left in this room." In spite of her teasing, Sasha gave the boy a friendly smile. "Come sit with us and introduce yourself!" Having not been around a large variety of people, the concept of introversion was foreign to Sasha. Where she was from, the population was small and everyone knew each other, so they were all comfortable chatting together, unless they didn't get along. The demon girl wanted all her classmates to be friends, so she hoped the dark haired boy would accept her invitaion.

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Benji watched the demon (@Spike) in silence as he went to work. He tried to read the pale lips of the supernatural student, but once he realized his words were not English he gave up. The only other language Benji had ever attempted to learn was French, and he just barely passed that class. Whatever the demon was muttering, it certainly wasn't conversational French. Instead, Benji focused his attention on the circle of blue powder. He jumped back a bit in his chair when it errupted into flames. Shit this is like, real magic. Despite being in a school for all sorts of supernatural creatures, this realization was just hitting him.

Until this point, he hadn't really seen any firm proof of these odd students possessing any sort of other worldly powers. Horns and wings and weird skin colors had seemed like Hollywood-level costumes to him, but what the demon in front of him was performing wasn't a cheap trick. He had really just completed a ritual and summoned some sort of floating basketball creature. He had been watching the scene before him in awe, but the demon's struggle to contain his newly created beast brought Benji back to his new reality.

"You need any help with your hentai monster?" Benji asked, referencing the creature's many tentacles.

Emily watched as Jason sighed and stood up.
Jason walked up to their desk. He was hesitant. He sat down after a moment or so.

Emily looked between Jason and Sasha.

Jason gulped.
"I'm Jason."
He, then, after a couple seconds or so, gave his last name too.

Emily gave her name as well. She looked at Sasha. She hoped to spend more time with her.

Jason looked between Sasha and Emily. He was not sure what else to say. He moved some hair out of his face. His blue eyes were shining in the light.

Marcus strode forth and made a light and graceful bow to Sasha (@Amastacia), saying "- I'm Marcus, a Púca of the Seelie Court. Pleasing to meet you, miss," all while glancing over his shoulder in a mix of mild surprise and amusement at how many of his fellow students were leaving the classroom. The energy and rule-bending behaviour of youth was apparently universal to all species.

"How come, if I may ask, that you came to attend this school?", directing the question as much to to Jason and Emily (@Vampiretwilight), as he did to Sasha- "For my part, I was sent from my clan's freehold in Brittany to tie new contacts for my people. Few of the European Fae remain outside of the British Isles, save for the Leshy in Russia."
Of course, most Fae could shapeshift and a fair number of them hid among the human populace, but constant hiding and watchfulness was tiring in the long run, even for beings who did not suffer from disease or old age. Fae who did not stay vigilant could fall for the cold iron of mortal hunters or treacherous Unseelie kin.

Hafner's brazen use of sorcery was surprising to him. The Fae made it a habit to keep their magical secrets to themselves and use them sparingly and candidly, but he felt tempted to accompany the troublemakers to the library to learn more.

Jason sighed. He looked away.
"I was sent here."

Emily nodded.
"my parents sent me too."

Their' answers were simple.

"I simply hope to be able to make some human friends and such."
Emily, then, muttered something about finding new love.

Jason glanced towards Marcus@BiffleChump.
"I just want to do what I can as a student here."

He gave a nervous chuckle. His small little fangs were showing for a moment. He was only half vampire and so he did not have very large fangs at all.

Zienaknuen laughed. "Detention?" He found this whole thing hilarious. The Vatican had sent him to some school for higher education, and the only teacher he had met was barely five years older than him and had given him detention. "I would be insulted that you think you can give detention in an institute that teaches people of older than eighteen. If it wasn't so funny." He said laughing. "Detention." He said again as he turned around, trying to stifle his laughter. Sighing as he finally got the last of the laughter out. "I mean, I shouldn't be laughing. Being a legal citizen of the Vatican and Rome means you simply lack the authority to imprison me." He said with a smirk. "Oh, this is rich." He said turning his back on the teacher. He admired Angel, but she needed to learn how to stand up for herself. Turning back to the teacher. "So, you are aware I am an adult. I have to inquire into what exact qualifications make you qualified to be a teacher." He turned to face Angel. "Come on." He said to here, offering his hand. Looking back to the Teacher, "He's all bark and no bite."

Alexander narrowed his eyes. He would be having a talk with the head of the school. Until then, he had to remain fairly calm.
"Do no talk back to me!"
He crossed arms. His wings actually flapped that time.

Angel blinked. She bit her lip. She was hesitant to disobey Alexander, and not just because he was a teacher. He was her older brother after all. She was there, partly, to follow in his footsteps and graduate from there.

Alexander narrowed his eyes on Angel, as if in warning.

Angel placed her hand in Zienaknuen@Sanity43217s' hand before she realized what she was doing. She looked at her brother and quickly made up an excuse.
"I...I can try to get him back to class...sir."
She turned around.

Alexander sighed. He was DEFINETLY going to have a talk with the head of the school about this.

“Well.. bad time.” As Blyke approached the students and teacher, he turned around and went directly back into class. Lame. “Hopefully something interesting happens” he stated on the way back. He arrived at the classroom and simply waited impatiently.

Alexander told the head of the school what was going on. It was a long talk. Once that was done, he was told to head back to his class. He nodded and complied. The teacher of crafts and pottery went back to his class. When he returned, he noticed that more students were missing. He sighed and frowned. He was not happy at all. He narrowed his eyes as he looked around the room.

“Heya teach! Welcome back! Lotta people left.You Must be a pretty terrible teacher. Anyway, are we learning anything or can I jump out another window?” Blyke spoke gruffly, visibly irritated at Alexander @Vampiretwilight “Arent teachers supposed to be angry at kids who ditch? How ironic.” ‘Wait a second,’ he thought to himself, ‘am I really trying to pick a fight with the teacher? Hmm... Yeah. Yeah I am.’

Alexander narrowed his eyes at blyke@Kierankaos. He crossed his arms.

"Excuse me? I had to have a talk with the head of the school about said students who refused to return to class. They and security shall be dealing with the problem. If you step out of line again, it will be detention. Trust me, it will not be pleasant, especially not with the teacher currently assigned to watch over detentions this week."

He turned to the board. He began to write the lesson for the day. He finally got his own supplies out after that. He sighed. He frowned.