The little chance to cause some chaos gave the admissions officer some thoughts to amuse himself with while waiting for the inevitable next weirdo who would knock on his door... Ah right, they wouldn't, there was no door.

"I wonder if someone is waiting out there..." he said as he turned his glance towards the doorless doorway only to gasp in surprise as he noticed that someone was already inside the room.The weird-looking girl stared at him with a wide smile, she was unlike anything he had seen before.

"Uhmmm... Hello?" he noticed she was holding a scrap of paper that seemed like an application, so he pointed towards it. "Please give me that..."

"Heya! And sure. Here you go." the girl handed over the paper, only for the officer to notice it was half-eaten. "This school is pretty nice, giving us free snacks like this," she added.

The admissions officer took a deep breath, calmed himself, and nodded. "Right and your name is ... uh... what the..."

"Racuginatza Lincanotl Yon Contedzi Iratza." she nodded.

"Right uh... Yon." it was the only word of the name he could pronounce.

Age was in a numerical system unknown to him, looked like a teen, so good enough. She wrote Lady in gender, good enough. Nationality was Moon?

"Yon, it seems you forgot to finish your nationality. I am guessing Moonlight Glades? It's the nearest place in the federation with Moon in its name. Unless you are foreigner, you do look a bit... odd. Maybe from a tribe in the Full Moon Canyons? They are into all sorts of trends..."

"Uh, no, just the moon."

"Could be Moonpeak Passage, or maybe you just misspelled the Golden Moorlands?"

"No mister I am saying I am from the moon."

"Montagne de la lune, Mondschrein, Dvorets Goluboy Luny, uhhh... Mangetsuji, er... Dongbu Dal Pyeong-Won." Nothing, no matter how many moon-themed cities he referred to, nothing seemed to bring a response. "So... the moon, how did you get here from THE MOON? When there is NO known technique to go to THE MOON?"

"I tripped and fell. And well, yeah, I can't reach it again, its why I am here at the academy." she smiled.

He took a moment and stared at her. He wasn't paid enough for this. "Good enough."

From there onward, the paper was heavily chewed on, so he had to fill up. "Pale skin, aquamarine eyes, short pink hair... weird, rabbit-like extremely long ears, has a tail, thin with a puffy end, maybe lion-like. Her feet look a bit like hooves in shape. Species, she wrote person, invalid response, either a chimera or maybe an actual Lunarian, at this point I believe anything. Physical abilities..."

Yon suddenly interrupted him. "Mister, will you eat that?" she pointed to the top of his table, the only thing that seemed edible were the cough drops he had.

"Do you want some?" He questioned, picking one from the metal can. "You can have it."

"Oh! Lucky me!" Yon clapped her hands and, right in front of the officer's eyes, she lashed out a frog-like tongue that grabbed the entire can and yanked it into her mouth, the girl quickly swallowing it.

The officer was at out of words. "Physical abilities: Better not to ask it." he wrote before continuing the interview "Anyway, what would you consider to be your core magical style?"

"Oh, my special style is animation magic. I can give life to objects and bind them to my command!" she tapped her hat, which opened one eye and started snapping with its mouth.

"Magical quirks and irregularities?" he looked up, readying his pen.

"Hmm... none! I am pretty much a normal girl," she said with an innocent smile.

"Right, sure you are," he said, a clear tone of sarcasm that was lost on Yon. "You said you joined Fae Creek because you want to learn how to go to the moon, is that all?"

"Oh yep. When I was asking around, seeking ways to go to the skies a woman said I would fit right in!"

It was a sad thing that the officer couldn't say she was wrong. For the personality section, he wrote. "I don't know if she is a Lunarian, but she is certainly a lunatic. Whenever she is not weird or terrifying she is pretty sweet and energetic, seems to be very naive and doesn't seem to have a grasp on common sense."

The last bit about common day skills was not chewed so he didn't have to rewrite anything. "Moon snack making, moon snack eating, moon swimming, moon sleeping" The officer sighed.

"I think will be enough _{- of you -} for today. You are accepted Yon. Welcome." he did a facial expression in the boundary between smiling and cringing.

"Yay! Thanks! I look forward to this." she answered cheerfully.

There was a soft knock on the doorframe of what once held the door to the admissions officer's office as a girl with yellow eyes, light-brown hair, and cat ears, stepped into the room, the doorframe partially covered in ice where the girl knocked as she entered the room, looking around the office. Ice magic, probably. the officer thought to himself as the girl approached the desk wordlessly and placed a sheet of paper on the man's desk, which he quickly scanned over before raising an eyebrow.

"I'm sorry... is this your full name? Helena Lyudmil Lorell von Blancschildt?" The man asked incredulously at the length of the name, in response to which the girl simply nodded.

"Please... call me Helena. I like it more than the other names." The girl - Helena - stated. She was quiet, much quieter than some of those that came before her.

"Right..." The man said, checking the sheet again. 16, 5'2". From the Federation. Seemed reasonable enough so far.

"So you have an affinity for ice magic? You mentioned something about encasing yourself in the stuff, is that sa-"

Before the man can finish his sentence, a crystal of ice forms around Helena, completely encasing her and making the room a bit... cold. "I haven't died before, so I'd say so." She says, the ice surrounding her not hindering her... though it did make her harder to hear.

"Alright... so uh, your name... are you some kind of noble? Why would you have such a long name?" The man asked as the ice around Helena melted away. "No. My parents were indicisive, so they gave me three names. Helena, Lyudmil, Lorell. I have chosen Helena."

Ooooookay. Well, parents could sometimes be eccentric, so...

"You mention an Izzy in your form, who's Izzy?" The man asks, raising an eyebrow. "A pet or something?"

"No, Izzy is the spirit that possesses me. She awakens sometimes and when she does she's either angry or quiet. If she's angry she shoots lighting around." Helena responded cheerfully, smiling widely. "She won't be a problem, right? She's asleep as long as nobody annoys me, after all."

The man stared at Helena for a moment, before scribbling down something about possession. Probably important to keep an eye on her.

"A...Anyway, you say your hobbies are reading and sculpting? You make things out of ice?" The officer asked, watching closely as the girl put her hands on his deck, and forming a small ice sculpture of a bird. "That's... pretty cool. You also said you enjoy reading?"

"Yes. At least books aren't loud and obnoxious like people sometimes tend to be." Helena commented, frowning as she seemed to remember something from her past. "Anything else you need to know? Or can I go?"

"Uh... No, I think you can go." The man said, tapping the sheet. "You've got the important stuff on here already, so you're free to leave." The man stated, upon which Helena nodded, leaving the room.

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Name / Nickname: Eira Lindir
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Nationality: Northern outskirts of the Imperial Federation. Moved around a lot, but more often than not, Eira lived in small towns, out in the countryside, or even in caravans.

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Appearance: Image; Eira stands at roughly 4'9" (144.78 centimeters); she has a tattoo of her family crest on her left shoulder.
Species: Half-Elf
Physical Abilities/Skills: Physical abilities fall between a human and en elf, save for her speed, which is subpar for humans.

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Magical Style: Familiar combat magic (specializes in making pacts with monsters and summoning them to fight; it's not odd for her to summon them to run tasks for her, much to their chagrin); currently has contracts with an Umbra Drake (known as Ripper), and a peregrine wyvern known as Ancal
Magical Quirks: When summoning a familiar, runes appear on her body, and when a familiar is summoned, she speaks ONLY in their language.
Magical Skills, Hobbies and Interests: Able to understand and speak with most monsters

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Why are they enrolled in Fae Creek Academy?: Expelled from multiple academies for late payments, and has a family friend on the staff who vouched for her.
Personality: Normally quiet and serious, people often wonder why Eira's attending a school like Fae Creek Academy. She does her best to do her schoolwork and avoid breaking the rules. Her familiars aren't weird, niche creatures like bugs, rats, or slimes (in fact, she's quite proud that her two familiars are "pretty cool"). However, she'll do nearly anything for food, books, or money (as long as it doesn't go against her morals or sully her pride). In fact, it's quite rare to see her without either a book or food.
Backstory: Eira never knew her mother, and grew up traveling with her father, who was a merchant. At a young age, she showed some promise with magic, and was enrolled at an academy... where, thanks to late payments to the school, she was kicked out. This repeated for several years, until Eira's father was killed by a wild monster. For a few years, she wandered around the Imperial Federation, mostly doing odd jobs involving repelling monsters. A year and a half ago, a friend of her father's tracked her down, and offered to enroll her at Fae Creek. Eira eagerly accepted, realizing too late that the school wasn't very good. But it was better than nothing, so she went along with it.
General Skills, Hobbies and Interests: Reading, observing animals and monsters and narrating to herself in a strange accent, listening to music, and eating.

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Name / Nickname: Adara Kraith but just Adara or Ada is fine too
Age: 27 (3 years since reincarnation)
Gender: female
Nationality: Imperial Federation

Appearance: she is about 135 centimeters (around 4"4") , she has straight mid back length silver-ish white hair, red-eyes. she wear a more girlish version of imgur.com/a/4VZjIPZ most of the time

Species: a half-vampire (mostly gaining the enhanced physical abilities but doesn't get hurt by sunlight and still needs food and water)

Physical Abilities / Skills: really swift and nimble

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Magical Style: Adara prefers necromancy, as it was a family trademark. Although she prefers to just use the parts of the deceased instead of making them undead, for example making bone projectiles to fire upon a target
Magical Quirks: She has full control of anything dead around in a 10 meter radius even without incantation, it is theorized that she aquired this anomality because she experienced death under special circumstances.
Magical Skills, Hobbies and Interests: experimenting, learning the anatomy of new creatures And learning new things about magic

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Why are they enrolled in Fae Creek Academy?: Adara has had been around normal academies for more than 40 years and after reincarnation wanted to go to a academy where she could more freely experiment
Personality: “a grumpy old man with kind heart“ was a main way to describe the necromancer before his death even after her reincarnation that description still mostly applies. Although she does try to enjoy things more.

Backstory: She doesn’t really talk about her past life and even if she does, she’d say “I died, then came back” or “I was a big shot years ago” most of the time, she is so secretive about it that she hasn’t even revealed her previous name to anyone
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d Interests: nursing, experimenting with magic and mind sports