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It was an interesting procession that entered the D-Corp building, with special permission of course. It was easiest for her to bring her son by at night, when the sun and the dangers that went with it were gone.

Lucrecia looked up at the building for a long moment then smiled, "I am actually coming to like this place a little." She murmured to her son. After all she'd gotten a son from them, then a dragon that made her son so very happy, and now she got to see someone that she found quite fascinating, the man with no emotions.

The woman held open the door for her boy and he went in after he herded the ever curious Tural inside. The dragon had stopped at the door to stare at his reflection before licking it, leaving a long and slimy trail of drool on the glass.

"Come on Tural, we don't want to be late again." Kliken said, reaching into his pocket to take out a plastic baggy and shook it. There was a rattling sound that brought the complete and total interest of the Cruzoor to it. It was something they had found at a pet store that seemed to be quite helpful, they were small disks of dehydrated algae that Kliken gave to Tural like they were cookies, "Come on, you can have some cookies when we get to the classroom alright?"

Tural shuffled along at Kliken's side, small eyes on the prize.

The rest of the journey was for the most part uneventful except having to stop at a half dozen extra floors because after Kliken hit one button Tural wanted to try too and lit up several others as well. There was a ding that came with the doors opening and the trio left to head down the hall to the appointed classroom. She peeked into the room, a smile spreading over her lips to the point that her fangs were showing, "Hehe... there he is. Now Kliken remember to behave well for the teacher, we want you to do well in your class."

She pushed open the door to the classroom to let in first Kliken and Tural before stepping inside herself.

Lucrecia gave a nod of her head, "A very good one indeed being able to meet up with you again, I must once more thank you for the tour." She said, giving him a smile.

Kliken looked between his mother and the teacher, curiousity showing in his gem colored eyes. They knew each other it would seem, his mother even mentioned a tour but he didn't know what any of it meant. Before he could even think to ask Tural caught his attention, "N-No! W-Wait!" He squeaked, taking a couple steps forward to where his dragon was.

Tural was dragging his tongue over the strange floor this room had, it looked and smelled like some sort of plant matter to him. Being some sort of plant it needed tasted, it might be something good to eat! After dragging his tongue over it a few times he paused, lifting his head to turn and squint at the teacher. The man was looking his way, starring... Tural shuffled over to him, lifting up on his hind legs to better look the man over... before leaning forward to taste him, sucking the edge of the man's top into his mouth and started to chew.

"T-Tural!" Kliken cried, his face growing very hot very fast, "N-No tasting t-teachers!"

Tural made snuffling sounds at the hand that was held out to him, chewing on the gi for a long moment more with his toothless maw before he finally released it. It would seem the dragon didn't want to interferr with his boy's class, just wanted to taste the interesting man. He had a different flavor then the last teacher he'd tasted. For the moment he didn't connect that tasting a hand and tasting a gi were two totally separate things.

He gave a little chirping sound before he abandon the teacher to shuffle along to find the next thing in the classroom that he found interesting.

Kliken was absolutely silent for the moment, trying to hide behind his hands as thought afraid the teacher was going to be mad. He changed to peek passed his hands to look at him and failed at reading what the man was feeling. He didn't seem to be the same as Mr Solon with his smiling or Mr Coleman either, "I-I'm sorry... T-The dragon t-teacher said it w-was a natural r-reaction for him." He tried to explained.

Lucrecia gave her boy's hair a ruffle, leaning over to hug him, "I doubt the teacher is mad at you darling, I am sure he knows Tural is a baby. Now I am going to sit down so that you can work on your learning." She said, moving to the side of the room, sitting down and leaned against the wall, her eyes on the teacher.

Kliken gave a nod of his head in an affirmative manner to show that he knew what Self Defense was... then he looked unsure after he nodded. What if it weren't simply defending one's self? It could be more then that or his teacher might not have asked him... he felt worry rise in his chest, "Ahhh... I-I... t-think so, maybe..." He said, looking to the teacher for guidance and to hear what the 'right' answer was.

The boy started to shift back and forth on his feet, worried. What if his struggling with the answer of what should be a simple question angered his teacher? The man was hard to read and as such it made the leech boy want to cry... not that someone his age should cry. He tightened his hands into fists behind his back to fight off that urge.

Lucrecia watched her boy as he started to struggle under the gaze of the teacher but didn't move. She would watch but wouldn't interfere, after all she felt the teacher was one who was trust able. After all they had met under strange pretenses and yet he hadn't called her out on anything. She couldn't find may things to fault him for aside from a curious lack of human emotions.

She would leave her son to learn from him while she kept an eye on Tural... though after a moment she realized she was being watched by someone other then the teacher, her son, or the Cruzoor... so someone else was in the room? She set to looking around in a curious manner though did it in a subtle manner.

Kliken gave a nod of his head, "Ahhh, y-yes." That was what he'd been thinking but had worried the answer wasn't the right one so had been unable to voice it. He then thought about what he was being asked before he shook his head, "N-No... b-but I don't k-know many people." He admitted quietly. He had only a small handful of people he knew, fewer he could say were friends, and a lot he hadn't ever met.

He couldn't be bullied really if he didn't get out much to meet such people, "W-Was alone a-alot until r-recently."

Tural paused in his current inspection when a new, pretty scent reached him. He tilted his head to the side, snuffling at the air before he started forward to where he thought the scent originated from... toward Saedah.

Kliken looked down at the stars that he was handed and looked a bit worried. If there were not so nice people in the world why would he want to go out into it? Wouldn't it be easier to stay where he knew it was safe? With those he knew to be safe? Though if he stuck to what seemed safe he wouldn't learn anything would he? Wouldn't get to meet interesting people.

He stepped forward closer to the dummy to look it over, trying to determine human weak points. They were mostly the same as his right? After all he was lacking in a lot of things that other kids from this place had. Namely tails, wings, claws, interesting things like that... He had an interesting color pattern and sharp teeth.

He lifted a star up and pressed it against the dummy's neck first, a pair was placed then on the eyes, another pair on the ears, one on the heart... then he starred at it for a while trying to figure out where some other places could be.

Tural paused a moment when he heard a strange sound coming from where some mats were located. He cocked his head to he side, sniffing at the air before he started to shuffle forward once more. His long tail was swishing back and forth behind him rapidly as he came closer and closer, looking over the fortress before he set to looking for a way in.

The leech shook his head rapidly, "J-Just thought a-about what would hurt if it g-got hit." He said, not having been in any situation where he'd had to fight as of yet. He seemed to have missed out on a lot that seemed natural when he spent the first part of his life either at D-Corp or being juggled from place to place, "N-Neck made sense, T-Than has his b-bandaged a lot s-so I thought it was vulnerable... and e-eyes since you would g-go blind without them."

Lucrecia gave a jolt when Than's bandages were mentioned and her eyes went from Kliken, to the teacher to some random point on the wall. She was going to have to talk with her boy about that soon wasn't she? Among a lot of other talks that children got at this age.

Tural snuffled his way all the way around the mat fortress and then camp to a halt. He was... confused. There seemed to be no way in but there was someone or something within the structure that smelled interesting. His head cocked to the side, his tail swished behind him, and he rose up on his hind legs so he could set his front feet against the mats and nudged against them. As he did so he chirped at the one inside, trying to get their attention.