Welcome to Gaia! ::

You enter the classroom and find a rather messy room laying out before you, just as the very pale D-tech had warned. You begin to walk forward, the clean smell of pine with the subtle underlying tinge of some sort of alcohol filled your senses. The room was lit only by a large glass doorway with a line of windows directly above it. Everything within this messy room is actually kept in extremely good condition, and the wooden floors gleam as the sun glints off of them. Scattered across the floor are sitting-pillows for the children, and beside them are rolled up mats for the dragons to rest.

Infront of these pillows stands a large chalkboard, and beside that is a set of stairs that lead up to a platformed area. Beside the stairs and on the other side of the chalkboard reside two sets of lockers for the children to keep their things. Up on the platformed area the mess really begins, heaps of books and pillows laying on the ground, bookshelves crammed full of books pushed together. The walls are lined with calendars and posters that detail dragon information, such as anatomy. Eventually there is a desk, and at that desk resides a blue-haired individual. He swivels in his chair, brows arched slightly, "Can I help you?" He moves to his feet quickly, moving to the stairs and through the mess without much trouble. "Oh, you're here about information on my classes. Right..." He rubbed at his nose with a thumb. "Unh.. Well, my schedule, number, and class details are up on that wall there. Check it out." He hesitates, "Is that all? I'm going back to my work then. Take care of yourself." He returned to his desk without another word, leaving you to educate yourself.