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[SOLDIER First]

((Were.
TA is dead.))

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((That's Medea. And she was shipped with Isaac.))

[SOLDIER First]

((TA IS DEAD, DAMMIT
STOP TALKING ABOUT IT))

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((*stabs SB in the brain and tosses him off a cliff*
Guess we'll stop talking about you then <3))

[PrivateNomad]

 "Correct."
Ms. Gauldur continues to explain the introductions of basic demonic history. She assigns everyone a Book of Names and a Demonicon.

[SOLDIER First]

((1. I meant because it gives me Feelio's cerealios to talk about it, since everyone sort of left.
2. I DODGED, HAHA))

[USEC_OFFICER]

Ghislaine has her own Book of Names and a Demonicon or two, but takes the assigned copies anyways. Partly to ensure that she has the right copy for tests and quizzes, and partly because her own copies cause headaches and nosebleeds if you stare at them for too long. And not in a good way either.

[SOLDIER First]

((hueh))

[kj1225]

John is waiting for the class to start.

[smurfingtonthethird]

((*throws SB into deep space*

Legends isn't my jurisdiction, that's RPG's discount Hagrid's class))

Marcus picks up some basic knowledge of divinity, and the ways gods are either born as or become divine.

[SOLDIER First]

((i
i meant
fizzyx class))

[USEC_OFFICER]

Since class seems to be over, Ghislaine strides out and heads to her room to put her books away. And then heads back out to cause some trouble.

[SOLDIER First]

Oliver is staring at that one rock again at the beach.

[Rolepgeek]

Mimu, Mitsuru:

A large man with dark, strangely-tinted skin and a long beard, who might be described as ugly by some, but would more appropriately be thought of as 'rugged', especially given he was nearly 9 feet tall, ducks into the room, muttering about the size of doors as he makes his way to the front of the classroom.

"Welcome to Art class! We'll start by introducing ourselves! I am Torbik, your teacher for this class! You next!" he booms, pointing at a kid on the far side of the room. He awkwardly responds, and (Mr.?) Torbik nods appreciatively, motioning for the next student to go. Soon the students have a basic understanding of it and begin introducing themselves. Occasionally, Torbik asks some additional question of a student before moving on.


Fuchsia, Ryuka:

An elderly chinese woman shuffles out of a back room, taking off goggles to reveal large glasses. She smiles benevolently as she walks to the front of the room.

"Hello, class! I am Mrs. Jiāng, your teacher for today! Now, who can tell me what 'Alchemy' is? Anyone?"

((yes I got it wrong in the character sheet I apologize))


Dag:

The door opens. A...man? wearing a fine white suit, not terribly over-formal, but still more than one might expect on a teacher, walks through. He(she?) wears white gloves, and the white suit has dark gray trim. It contrasts nicely with the seeping black inkiness that seems to leak out of the neck, wrists, and ankles. A skull-like or possibly demonic mask covers the teacher's face, while a white fedora caps the outfit, over a head that seems to be made of pure darkness. It's somewhat disturbing to see, since it's not just black, but utterly without color or light. Like an absence in space where the darkness touches. The barest gloss over a few edges keeps the illusion of depth from being completely ruined. You're not even sure it has a gender...

"Greetings, students. I am Instructor Zyx. I am here to teach you about the fine art of pick-pocketing. Be aware, however, that if you misuse the education this class offers, you will be severely punished; far more than a student who did not take this class and chose to do so. In fact, I will administer your punishment personally, should you abuse the privilege granted here. Is this understood?"

Half-confused, only a few students hesitantly nod. With a great deal more venom in his voice, as the darkness surrounding the teacher grows and seems to stretch to engulf the classroom(though this is just a trick of the mind, rightly fearing the intimidating gesture the dark-filled humanoid is making), he repeats himself.

"Is this understood?"


Alili, Inno:

One of the statues in the room suddenly moves, causing several students to jump. It grins, chuckling as it strides to the front of the classroom before speaking.

"Hello! I am Mr. Stevens! I'm here to teach you all about Enchantments and casting in general! Now if you could all introduce yourselves before the class and tell us something about your summer, that would be wonderful!"

[PrivateNomad]

Ryuka doesn't say anything.