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[color=yellow]"If you could have just a little--nay, just a [i]sliver[/i] of professionalism so you could [i]pretend[/i] you belong in the position of professor, I would appreciate it!"[/color] 

Michail endured both the berating from Euphemia and the viscerating glare from Tomai, all but unphased with a small smile on his face. He lit up considerably, however, as the bell rung, signaling his freedom. [color=00aeef]"Saved by the bell! Time to round up the units, let's get this going,"[/color] He hastily darted away, narrowly missing getting struck by Priscilla again as he cupped his hands around his mouth. [color=00aeef]"Azalea Unit, meet in the Black Eagles' classroom! Rose Unit, meet in the Blue Lions classroom! Poppy Unit, meet in the Golden Deer classroom!"[/color] His voice carried over any conversation, causing a guard across the courtyard to jump from the volume.

[color=yellow]"What am I going to do with him?"[/color] Euphemia sighed, shaking her head. She paused long enough to catch Oskar chatting with a pair of girls, the two making eye contact before she gestured to the classroom. [color=yellow]"Go on, you heard Professor Kalonic."[/color]

[color=lemonchiffon]"I thought you were Professor Kalonic,"[/color] He replied, a little confused. He didn't argue as her smile widened, jogging away to the assigned classroom. 

Tomai decided to leave Michail to his shouting and chose to converse with Lysander and Kaira. He noticed Lysander was staring intently into the Blue Lions' classroom, and it wasn't hard to figure out what he was looking at. Derec Ballard was conversing with his fellow Lions, none the wiser to the professors watching him. 

[color=red]"So the rumors are true. How bold of Duke Charon,"[/color] Tomai noted. [color=red]"I take it to mean that Lord Ioannis took his plea to heart. But what coincidence would it be to have both heiress apparent to the Empire [i]and[/i] the legitimized bastard of the Kingdom? Not to mention the heirs of the Alliance's roundtable."[/color]

Lysander frowned at Tomai, shaking his head. [color=plum]"We mustn't speak of this. The archbishop made that clear,"[/color] Lysander reminded him. [color=plum]"The very least we can do is grant a year of peace and hope that the relationships built can withstand the incoming turbulence."[/color]

[color=red]"And you don't believe the students won't also notice? The unit is made entirely of those in specific positions wielding certain abilities,"[/color] Tomai asked.

[color=plum]"Regardless, we must do what we can for them,"[/color] Lysander insisted. [color=plum]"No more, Tomai. Leave your concerns for later, please."[/color]

[color=red]"They'll catch on, and when they do and start asking, I won't hold back any answers,"[/color] He replied, taking a second to look at Kaira. [color=red]"Don't let him fool you into taking on any more work than necessary."[/color]

[color=plum]"Anyone overhearing this conversation would think you thought me a villain,"[/color] Lysander rolled his eyes.

[color=palegreen]"Enough,"[/color] Kaira stated. [color=palegreen]"Lavender and Sirius will be here soon and we have three classes to explain things to. Let's get going, I'm sure the students are eager to be properly dismissed so they may go about their day."[/color]

Lysander took her words seriously and looked at Tomai, but the man was already crossing into the classroom. He let out a sigh and followed suit. Soon enough the classroom began to take their seats and Lysander stood in front of the desk, watching each student with mild curiosity. The other three professors stood close by, watching everyone settle down. As the last student took their seat, Kaira closed the door, joining the other three house professors at the front of the classroom with her hands together. 

Lysander took a gaze at all of them before he cleared his throat. [color=plum]"Thank you all for coming. My name is Lysander Roland and I am honored and humbled to meet you all,"[/color] He said with a soft voice, giving the class a short bow. [color=plum]"As some of you are already aware, this year the Officers Academy is choosing to--well, to be honest, this year [i]I[/i] am choosing to do things differently. While tradition has long since guided our way, I feel that a little change can do no harm."[/color]

Euphemia frowned at Lysander, but he continued, [color=plum]"In truth, Fódlan is experiencing an instability that hasn't been seen in centuries. The Black Plague sweeping the Empire while they navigate relations with Dagda is enough to upset the balance, but both Kingdom and Alliance have had their fair share in trial and tribulation as well. Because of this, it is prevalent to do what we can for the people of Fódlan. For your people, for your brethren, to offer a hand to thy ailing neighbor as the scriptures dictate...the time will come sooner than later where faith and morality will be tested."[/color]

There was a heavy, odd silence that followed Lysander's words. Tomai let out a muted sigh, shaking his head at the dark haired man. As he caught his eye, he cleared his throat, a little concerned. [color=plum]"That was more ominous than intended! I sincerely apologize,"[/color] He chuckled nervously, shaking his head. [color=plum]"What I meant is--what I mean to say is that now, more than ever, reaching across borders and taking your neighbor's hand is important. That is the reason we have split the classes into 'units' as opposed to separating them by house. By combining the three, it is my hope that relations between students will see through nationalism."[/color]

Another pause followed, but it was more comfortable and mostly because Lysander forgot what he was going to say next. He snapped his fingers as he remembered. [color=plum]"I thought I had more to say, but honestly, I think that about covers it,"[/color] He said, missing Euphemia's facepalm. [color=plum]"Well, this group in particular does have a small advantage over the others. Lord Ioannis himself chose the members of this unit! That's neat, isn't it?"[/color]

[color=palegreen]"Yes, Professor, but I believe you had more to say..."[/color] Kaira piped up, trying to steer Lysander back in the proper direction.

[color=plum]"Did I--? I did. How bothersome, my memory is just not what it used to be,"[/color] He sighed, trying to think. [color=plum]"This unit will be looked after a little closer than the others. Aside from a few heirs and royalty among you, some classes and missions will be handled differently. Students participate in requests given by surrounding villages as a way to both give back to the community and to give the students experience. In addition to those, there will be the odd mission here and there that will take you to the other churches to offer your assistance. Think of it as a trial for future generations!"[/color]

Lysander seemed satisfied, taking a seat back behind the desk. The other professors avoided exchanging looks, but were a little more confident. Euphemia nodded, deciding to say a few more words. [color=yellow]"All of us here--that is, Professor Michail, Professor Malathice, and myself included--implore you to reach out to us if you ever need a guiding hand as well,"[/color] She told the class with a smile, though she noticed Kaira's deflated look. [color=yellow]"And Professor Kaira, too, of course!"[/color]

Michail chuckled, deciding to join Euphemia. He motioned for Tomai to join him, but the man preferred to stay where he was. For now, Michail decided to focus on the students. [color=00aeef]"On that note, how about everyone here go ahead and introduce themselves?"[/color] He suggested. [color=00aeef]"I'll start it off. I'm Michail Kalonic, Knight of Seiros turned professor, and I'm from the Kingdom. I like horse riding and fighting, and I dislike people telling me what to do. Explains why I decided to teach, right?"[/color] He joked.

Euphemia was less than thrilled at Michail, but Lysander loved it. [color=plum]"That's a great idea!"[/color] He agreed, much to the chagrin of the blonde. [color=plum]"Oh, but I already introduced myself. Why don't the rest of you go ahead, that way each student knows us all?"[/color]

Tomai seemed to disagree, but relented. [color=red]"Tomai Malathice. I like crest research. I dislike Michail,"[/color] He replied plainly. Michail's smile never left his face, but he did look over at Tomai. 

Euphemia managed to contain her grin as she decided to follow suit. [color=yellow]"I am Euphemia Kalonic--the Goddess blessed me with only one brother but could only do so much with Michail--and I like books and nature. I dislike bugs, though,"[/color] She stated confidently, giving the class a playful wink.

The three then looked to the green haired girl, who seemed to forget she was a professor for a moment. Considering the gap in age, it was probably understandable; the three professors looked to be from their mid- to late twenties, whereas Kaira looked more like she fit in with the students. [color=palegreen]"Oh! I am Kaira Simeon, and I like...praying? Oh goodness, I feel like I could give a better answer than that..."[/color] Kaira furrowed her brow, trying to think. [color=palegreen]"I like a lot of things, and I don't like some things, but that is...not very specific, is it?"[/color]

[color=00aeef]"While our lovely Kaira decides, who wants to introduce themselves first?"[/color] Michail asked as he smoothly transitioned attention to the classroom, looking at the students. [color=00aeef]"Don't be shy! Just stand up and introduce yourself! We're all going to be fighting together, so it's handy to match a name to a face when need be!"[/color][/indent]
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