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High School for the Unsusual

Masilalt started laughing at the man's over the top reaction. "Let me tell you how lost I just got." It wasn't a total lie, he did take a wrong turn at one point. "Sure, but you still didn't answer my question."

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Masilalt took some pleasure in the fact that he had walked in just as the teacher was explaining to not be late. "If you can't be bothered to write them, why should we follow them?" He couldn't care less about this class, and wanted to make it interesting. This teacher seemed to be a person that gets riled up easily.

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Bariq was glad to hear the student's enthusiasm for his class. His beast was now sitting upright, focused on the boy who was just an animal. "Good, I'm glad. I'll try to live up to your expectations."

High School for the Unsusual

i noticed you put a schedule thing on the cs, should we edit our own now or?

High School for the Unsusual

"No promises." Masilalt replied, and when the bell rang, meandered out of the gym. For someone that could run a mile in four minutes, he was going pretty slow. Not that he cared, people would still move out of the way for him. He took some time to stop at his dorm, and opening the door, was confused at the sight of a dog. Without getting anything, he slowly closed the door, leaving the beast alone. Did he have a roommate after all?
The demon arrived to history class a few minutes late, leisurely finding a desk.

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Bariq just managed to get other supplies handed out as the bell rang. He finally had a chance to erase Davidson's name, and get his desk in order. He reached into his pocket and gave his pet a piece of beef jerky, patting it on the head. Hopefully, next block would be much more pleasant.

High School for the Unsusual

(oh dang my bad)
Masilalt shrugged. "I'm supposed to be in health right now. Track's more interesting." And it wasn't like his teacher cared, or anything. "Hey, do you know what time this block ends?"

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Bariq decided to just let the man go and end the argument, he could feel a headache coming on. He turned back to the class, "I'm sorry about that. But, at least you know what you'll be dealing with for a history teacher. Now where was I-" he was stopped by shouting in the hallway, and he sighed, shaking his head and looking out the door. Of course it was the history teacher. Did he just threaten to assault students? They were pretty far away, but that's at least what he thought he heard. Seeing the principal come by, however, he decided to leave it to her. He borderline slammed his door, "Anyway, introductions. I won't assign seats but I do want to know everyone's names, so let's start with that."

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Masilalt went back inside the gym after running a mile, not tired at all. He figured it had to be getting close to second block, so he wanted to know how much time he had left to wander. Not that he would be on time for his history class anyway, but knowing the bell schedules was always important. Inside the gym there was a kid playing basketball, and while he didn't know much about the sport, figured the guy would be good on a team if they had one. Masilalt didn't say anything to him, but watched.

High School for the Unsusual

this school is filled with highly professional staff obviously

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Bariq was surprised at the man's actions, but not afraid. He laughed in the man's face, going to the doorway. "Do you think I am afraid? I have dealt with better men than you in the deserts, ones who held honor."

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"I understand that, Doctor, but my class was in control. You should not worry about my own when you currently have an unattended class. Administration would love that, wouldn't they?" Normally Bariq was a patient man, but something about this guy made him mad. "Of course. We have all year together, after all." He didn't hear exactly what the doctor said, but knew he was saying something. "I may not be able to afford a PhD but at the very least I can get to my own classroom."

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"I know. You wrote it on the board, and all." He grinned, "I'm Bariq Nasir. I understand the plight of being new here, and that the school can be confusing, but that is no reason to come into a room and start yelling and being as rude as you just were." While Bariq didn't want to be outright rude himself, he wasn't going to let that go so easily. "There are many history classes here. Where do you belong?" This was going to be a fun school year, with the amount of interaction the two departments they belonged to shared.