[i]"Mind if I see that noodle book for a minute? It's always good to get a second opinion on these things."[/i]

"And my name is Genesis von Harz," the horned girl introduced. "Go ahead," Genesis replied about the book, holding it out for this girl as best she could with a stack of other books keeping her arms in place. Flora, she said her name was. "You seem more experienced with magic than I am, with floating books and such. It's a little strange, with my family's lineage...heheh." Why confess to [i]everything?[/i] Honesty and blabbermouth-ness weren't the same thing, after all. If there was one good thing Nux had gotten her to do, it was that. Don't chatter about every secret you have endlessly. Because honestly, what good did that do?

Gesturing in the general direction of the library, Genesis asked "Do you mind trying to read on the go? These books are due back today and I'm trying to get them in before classes start." That was another good habit the plague demon in her ignited; being a little more assertive. Pre-seal Genesis would probably just stand there patiently and let her books get turned in late if it came down to it. She still wanted to get Nux out of her before assertive someday became aggressive. Genesis wanted to ask Flora about any sort of seal-breaking magic, but asking about that kind of thing and saying "By the way, I have a lesser plague demon in my body" just after meeting somebody generally provided less-than-desirable reactions. She would know.

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Today was another day. Another day of slithering, stalking, sneaking, speaking, and making people miserable. Walking up (for a generous definition of "walking") to the academy, admiring the contents of an unremarkable bag that was in fact filled with shiny yet otherwise-worthless items, was Akoko Delfan. For some people, today could have been somebody's birthday or the anniversary of some special event. To Akoko, it was just a day. Go in, hang around for a few hours, leave, and if she had failed to throw at least a small wrench into somebody's day before leaving school, go throw a wrench into somebody's day. So went the average day in this lamia's life, and oh how she loved it. The only thing she didn't like? Days that just [i]felt[/i] bland. Like today.

Hissing some harsh obscenities under her breath after putting her bag of "treasures" away, Akoko slithered onward. The day was going to start whether it was bland or not, so she may as well double her efforts to try and make things interesting.