Ţhe Ćlassrọom is open to the public during all hours that a class is not in session. Students are encouraged to come here and study if they need some peace and quiet. Several teachers utilize this classroom when doing their own personal work as well. There is a door at the back that leads into a small library for any who wish to utilize it. Faculty teach on rotating schedules so you better pay close attention if you want to make it to class on time.
Ivory walked to the classroom. He didn't know what else to do other than that. He had groomed himself, and he had made sure that he was dressed as he was supposed to. His tail looked as it should, and his ears were groomed. He would attempt to do his hair, but it never listened. He then wore the school uniform. He had wrapped the base of his tail, so that no one could see anything difference in where it started from his underwear. He looked like a model citizen.
However, he wasn't sure of how people would react to the eared and tailed snow leopard Faunus. So far their had been no issues. He hoped that the man who said he knew him wouldn't be in the classroom.
𝓗𝓮𝓲𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓼 ::. 𝕊𝕥𝕦𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕥 ::. ʞɔǝH s∀ pɹɐʍʞʍ∀ ::. Post Count: We don't know anymore. Look at Guild Members list.
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The next morning was particularly uneventful. Aside from the fact that the young heiress failed to get a full night of sleep, her routine still went without a hitch. The steam and pressed, crisp plaid uniform which she was given by her brother was well-set on her person at this point, and all was well. And where exactly did she spend the night? Well, she was no where to be found in the gym, that much was certain. It was one thing to be within a gym with multiple people conversing and socializing, and another to sleep in there with them.
That was unacceptable, and not happening.
So, she made her own arrangements, whatever those arrangements were. Even so, morning had come, and the first day of classes had also begun. Walking towards the main building, it took her several minutes to head into the appropriate corridor and find her classroom. Grimm studies was something she half-expected to be taking first thing, but it was all the same to her. She studied relentlessly -- it was what she spent most of her free time on, aside from training her battle technique and honing her Semblance.
The door was luckily already propped open, and she stepped in. The room was empty save for one person: a one Ivory Maguire. A Faunus like herself, Lunestra only flicked her gaze in his direction as an immediate recognition, but she didn't address him. She walked towards the first section of the desk booths, and accommodated herself. And, in true Lunestra fashion, she withdrew a book pertaining to the class from her pack. She had very little time to play, and didn't seem too interested in socializing.
His eyes looked a bit drearier as he walked into the room with his clothing slightly ascure. His hair down as he hadn't had the mirror to re do it that morning and his eyes locked onto the door before him. This was an odd sensation. No bed, no pillow, little hot water water, and an odd array for the morning's nuritment. His eyes would blink a bit as he rubbed where the scar was. His mouth furrowed and his hand rubbed his shoulder. The young man opened the door and found that he was still one of the first one's to enter the class, which in his opinion was relatively good, but in the thought of how close he cut it, he was surprised. He would enter the room and look to Ivory. That was a pretty man in his opinion, though his eyes closed a bit as he nodded in his direction. It was nice to see that there was a cooler looking individual.
Though as he walked in he found himself looking to the regal woman in the front. His eyes would stare for a moment before rubbing his arm a bit. It was the look of her that seemed that to intimidate him more than any sickness had. His eyes would blink slowly before walking to the desk beside her and pulling the chair back before taking a seat. His eyes looked front though every so often went to the side to see her. He'd try to think of a conversation starter as his mouth would furrow into a frown. His eyes would then lock to the desk before saying. "So, do you have any experiences as a Huntress?" Though as he said this his eyes closed, hoping for the best in the response.
|♢| Beacon Academy |♢| Student |♢| Lv.0//003 |♢| |♢| Standard: The Phoenix |♢| Battle: Fire It Up |♢| ♨ And so, in the end, Scarlet ended up not leaving the school. It only took her, what, all night to make up her mind. It was like that little voice she imagined said "If you give up now, then what were you even fighting for?" Or did she imagine that? Regardless, she chose to retire in the gym late at night or early morning. And it was a good thing she did as she had forgotten her luggage there anyway. So after a long night of tossing and turning, thanks to her worries keeping her up at night; Scarlet was now poorly rested for the day ahead. The school uniform she wore was wrinkled, fresh out of the bag she packed it in. She was waaaay too tired to even bother with an iron or rather, it skipped her mind entirely. Trudging along to class, she entered without a word but let a yawn make her presence known. The other students might as well have been invisible as the red haired girl made her way to the row behind Qing and Lunestra. After she sat down, she stared at the front of the class...then let her forehead kiss the desk with a loud THUD! There was no other motion or noise from Scarlet as she rested there, with eyes closed. At least in this state, there was no more worrying about getting through the curriculum without a weapon. Though, she wasn't really thinking about anything but getting some rest.
Ivory was waiting, he had known he was the first one in, however, he had not expected all the noise that people were making. The girl with the white hair was ok, she didn't make much noise, nor did she talk to him. He was fine with that. He was fine with things being quiet. He wondered what they were going to teach today, also, he wondered where the teacher was. Was he too early? The thoughts in the back of his mind said that he was alpha in the room, considering that he was the first there, therefore he would get the first prey or meal. Wait, he was in a classroom, not nature.
Then he heard another man's voice, his ears turning towards the man, as if to hear him. He was asking if the woman was a huntress. Ivory knew he was a hunter, but not of Grimm. Of delicious animals. Squirrels tasted good, you didn't even have to cook them. Yummy yummy squirrels.
While he was thinking on Squirrels, he heard someone else come in, however, her feet were dragging a bit. He wondered if she was agile enough to fight. Then he heard her bang her head on the desk. He had not been expecting that and he jumped a good few inches above the seat, before landing back on it. His tail which was just casually going back and forth was now standing up behind his back, it was about 2 times the size of his tail normally. He even let out a little squeak. His soft voice echoing in the almost empty room.
𝓗𝓮𝓲𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓼 ::. 𝕊𝕥𝕦𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕥 ::. ʞɔǝH s∀ pɹɐʍʞʍ∀ ::. Post Count: We don't know anymore. Look at Guild Members list.
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The room remained stagnant and awkwardly tense, and although Lunestra was very aware of all this, she continued to read her book in peace. It detailed various ways that Grimm feast on the negative emotions of others, and that if enough negativity is emitted, they could all come by the hundreds. A lot of what she read was always very interesting, and although she was certain that her Grimm studies instructor would teach her something worthwhile. She never bothered with friends or with going out on a 'fun night in town', so she was always caught like this . . . Her elbow on the desk, the back of her wrist holding her tilted head, and her gaze plastered in a good book.
It wasn't long before more students began to appear -- the early crowd was a famous staple of all school environments. Lunestra was aware of their arrival, but did not spare them a glance; she was engrossed in her learning, and was determined to be at the top of her classes in all aspects. She couldn't afford not to study. She couldn't afford not to be the best. If she failed to be exceptional, then she would die. And Lunestra Krayeth, Heiress of Lantis, has no time for death.
A student accommodated himself next to her, and at first Lunestra didn't notice him. And then, he spoke to her, asking if she had any experience as a huntress. Her eminent gaze flitted to him and then she adjusted her position to face him slightly -- although most of her face was towards her book. She hated direct eye contact. "I do," Is the only response she gave. Whether her 'experience' was purely academic or combat-wise was unknown. However, considering who she was. . .
Seconds later another student arrived -- a firey one with an incredibly downtrodden attitude. Making her way behind Lunestra, the heiress only caught motion of this girl only due to her entrance, and the fact that she was no longer mostly distracted by her book. And then a loud thud resonated throughout the mostly empty classroom as Scarlet smashed her forehead against the desk. Lunestra posed no reply.
His eyes were locked onto her for a moment as she side eye'd him a bit and gave a short reply. His eyes went to the desk as he sighed a bit. It was like they didn't want to be bothered with him, though he expected as much. The boy looked back to his desk before taking two needle like sticks from his sleeves out. His mouth pursed a bit as he closed his eyes. "Apologies if I bothered you miss." He'd say to her while he began humming. The tune was light as he began to motion his needles at the back of his hair, trying to grasp the bulk of it before his hands moved swiftly through them, at points it seemed that the hair floated in the air as he worked. The young man's hair was coming along as he concentrated it seemed , though not long after a thud would sound of behind him. The great sound made his needles fly from his hair to the back of his head. The process made his head feel a whole new pain as he slammed his face on the desk and dropped the needles, letting them fall onto the floor and roll to his feet. His hands twitched a bit feeling that he might bleed from the amount of force he used on the action, though as his head slightly turned on his desk in the opposite direction of Lunestria he'd mutter a slight sigh of pain. As much physical as probably social, knowing this wasn't good for his image.
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The window slide open almost as if by chance. Wind blew in and caused some leftover homework to flutter throughout the room carelessly. A shadow began to form on the metal sill and then with a loud metallic clang Autrox landed on the window sill in a crouched position. Hardly graceful, but he enjoyed a good surprise when it came to his first class."TStudents. Welcome."He said as he hopped down from the sill and gracefully took his position on the stage. They were likely confused as he was not the usual teacher for Grimm studies. He pulled out a list and licked his fingers as he flipped through the pages."Long Shui-Lin!"He called out for an attendance check. Every student was expected to holler back in some fashion or another."Monte Castello! Qing Long!"Another pause. He looked up to see who was here and continued."Maron Stallius!...Ivory Maguire!...Scarlet Vermillion!"He smiled at the last one."Lunestra Krayeth!"Not everyone had yet arrived which was okay as they still had several minutes on the clock."As you may have figured out by now, Rumyr will not be teaching class today as he has gotten himself wrapped up in some...dispute of sorts. I will be teaching your first lesson on Grimm studies."He smiled slyly."As we await our other classmates do you have any questions for me? May as well not waste any of our time."
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killer-wolf-kun
Youko Kenshi
Youroka Kage
Her Radiance
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|♢| Beacon Academy |♢| Student |♢| Lv.0//007 |♢| |♢| Standard: The Phoenix |♢| Battle: Fire It Up |♢| ♨ Scarlet remained still, face down on the desk despite her harsh headbutt. Not to say the poor girl wasn't still cognitient, but it was hard to tell just by looking. It seemed her unintentional stunt also startled a few of her classmate; however, not that she was even aware of that. One of them even managed to hurt themselves in the process. She didn't stir from Qing pained whimper or from the sudden entry of their "teacher". His voice had yet to register in her mind as the voice of the headmaster, although that still might not have gotten her to move. Upon hearing her name being called, Scarlet responded with "Hrrrgaaahhh..." a grumble that was basically unintelligible. After that she sort of drifted off, not paying attention to fact that this voice was not even the real teacher. Well, class hadn't started yet but she also didn't want to get in trouble. So to the best of her abilities, the groggy huntress-in-training raised her head, revealing the bright red mark on her forehead and bags under her eyes. It didn't register at first, but soon she recognized the man of her nightmares was leading the class. "AAIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE!!!" she jumped up in surprise. "When did the Headmaster get here?!?!" Even in her dazed state, she was certain this was the right room. Did she walk into the wrong class?! No, no, the Headmaster wouldn't be teaching a class anyway. "Questions? N-No sir! Not me! Hehehehe..." Scarlet gestured by waving her hands.
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So much was happening.
Her studies were interrupted by Qing's sudden reaction to Scarlett's head-smash, and she noted that his hand was in some kind of veritable pain. Quirking a brow, Lunestra noted how Qing tried to hide his pain. He was good at keeping up the farce, but Lunestra's Semblance specialized in healing. Exhaling, she set her book down, closing it once and . . . For now. Not for all -- for now. She turned a bit more towards Qing.
"Here," She prompted, and a blank glyph sprouted inches above her hand, humming an ethereal energy. "Set your hand here. The pain will go away." Is all she offered as an explanation with an expectant gaze; if Qing chose to set his hand on the glyph, his injury would be healed and the pain would gradually dissipate. If not, she'd simply react accordingly -- disperse the glyph, and return to reading her book. Regardless of that. . .
Everything was somewhat cut short in the end. The windows burst open and an all-too familiar figure soared into the classroom in the usual flamboyance of character that he donned. Folding her arms after whether or not Qing decided to be healed by the heiress, Lunestra regarded her brother with a confused quirk of a brow -- her go to facial expression, or perhaps her only facial expression --, as if asking what was going on. He moved on to explicate what had caused his sudden substitution of the expected teacher of this glass, and Lunestra nodded.
Afterwards, he called attendance, and Lunestra answered with a leveled 'present' and waited for the rest of the class to move on. Scarlett's high-pitched screeching was surprising -- truly a cantankerous girl --, but Lunestra tried to ignore it, despite her left eye twitching ever so slightly. The fiery girl was right behind her, so Lunestra received quite a large portion of her nonplussed theatrics. Lunestra didn't spare her a glance, though. She didn't see any need to.
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killer-wolf-kun
Youko Kenshi
Youroka Kage
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Ivory was holding his tail, trying to get it down from being poofy when he heard someone on the windowsill. His ears moved towards the voice. It was the Headmaster's voice! Why was he here? Was he in trouble? He then heard his name being called. He let out a soft "Present" He didn't want to be called out. He just wanted to disappear, however, there was a chance to ask the head master any questions that he wanted to.
"Are we free to go where we want when we become hunters?" Ivory's voice wasn't very loud, however, he knew that he wanted to go into the mountains with his people to protect them.
Adorned in a girl’s uniform, Shui-Lin was making her way over to her first class of the day, Grimm studies. Unlike many girls of her age, she wore no makeup and tidily pulled her hair back into a simple ponytail. Aside from her messenger bag and a weapon disguised in the form of an elegant fan in her hand, she had no eyes-attracting accessories on her. She totally looked like an ordinary student with a good posture. No one could’ve guessed her true background, based on her appearance alone. Of course, unless someone did some deep digging….
As she stood before a door that led to classroom B, her hand reached out to grab the door knob but froze in the middle of the process when suddenly a familiar masculine voice called out her name—her full name to be exact. “Long Shui-Lin!” Those golden brown orbs narrowed slightly in dissatisfaction and one hand curled into a fist. That surname always caused such reaction out of her, bringing back plenty of bad memories she had long buried into the deepest part of her mind. The fact that the headmaster turned out to be the one supervising this class and having arrived before her didn’t bother her at all. She could hardly bother with leaving a good first impression on people.
Taking a deep breath, Shui-Lin forced herself to calm down and then sighed softly. Of course, someone like him would easily discover which family she truly came from. Despite leaving the surname section blank on the enrollment form, she knew that it was only a matter of time before the academy would find out about her family background. Yet, she wasn’t really worried so much about other people (not the academy) finding out whose daughter she really belonged to. A lot of families out there shared the same surname as Long and not many could claim to be close to the main Long family. She could easily be mistaken for someone who simply shared the same surname and had no connection to a certain general.
After standing there in silence for a moment, Shui-Lin finally opened the door and faced the headmaster. She bowed slightly forward in respect. “Pardon my lateness, headmaster. I’m Shui-Lin.” If and when the older man excuse her lateness, she would nod once in response and then went ahead to take a seat in the middle row.
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His head would tilt a bit to face his fface to the desk as he would feel the hand over the back of his head. The young man's eyes closed as he would move his hands as prompted to the glyph feeling a soothing sensation radiate over him. His eyes would blink a bit as a small breath would leave his lips. This was until the burst from the window. His body would slowly rise to a normal sitting position as he looked to where it came from. The headmaster was there. The boy's gaze wouldn't leave the man as he made his entrance. The wind moving his hair back to it's previously flat position. His lips would purse into a calm smile as he began to speak, finding his voice soothing before his eyes fell onto the desk. The hand that was clutching ,almost, the back of his own head would loosen it's grip hearing the announcement of their teacher being substituted on the first day. It reminded him that even his Teachers were still hunters and huntresses waitng to go out to the field of combat at a moment's notice. Though the excitement in him filled the boy's stomach with lovely thoughts. The year to come, who'd lead the team he was on, what friends would he make, would it be like the fairy tales? His mind would shuffle around these as the Headmaster spoke his name. His hand lightly raised to give notice he was there before turning his head a bit. The young man closed his eyes and gave a small chuckle in the direction Lunestria, his head bowing before her from his chair lightly, in a silent sign of gratefulness. Though his head turned to Scarlet who seemed very excitable. His eyes blinked a bit, though his calm smile would stay as he would lean on his chair and took his eyes to the door.
On the first day a girl came in, tardy. Though his mind would lock on her visage and his hands moved through his hair. She was apologetic for her tardiness, it seemed she was diligent as well. The class was full of colorful characters, especially after hearing Ivory. Qing's head would turn as he would nod and put his hands to the ground, grabbing the needles once more, beginning the process once again.
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Aurtrox smiled and nodded at miss Long as she entered. He would soon start class as it was about that time, but first he had an actual question from the kittycat."I am glad you are here Ivory."He said first with a smile. He may like to be a bit intimidating, but he did want his students to feel comfortable. He walked off the stage to better here Ivory speak."That is a good question."Aurtrox held a hand up to his face and thought about it for a moment."Yes, you can go anywhere you like in a general sense. You still cannot invade private residences, enter the military base, or go to otherwise restricted zones by the government without proper authority. That said. You can run off to try and find a kingdom if you like. I don't think you'd likely survive to retrun without a great team, but you'd be able to wander wherever in the world you pleased to wander. Does this answer your question?"Aurtrox returned to the state and awaited Ivory's response or another question.
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Symbol Bank V.1
ą α ß Ь c đ ∂ ε є é Ғ ғ ╒ ƒ g Ħ ħ н ι J k ℓ м η ø σ p q я § τ u v ω x y z α ā ą в ς ɗ δ đ ɛ є ԍ ɦ ң н ϊ ί ι κ ℓ ʟ м и η σ ρ þ Ǭ⒬ҩǭqℚⓠя ₮ τ ü ŭ ω ұτ σ ω η ε ş ι м α к э v є н к и я ц ღ η ү ℓ ƒ с δ ρ — ъ ғ ш ψ ί п Á á Ć ć É é Í í Ĺ ĺ Ń ń Ó ó Ŕ ŕ Ś ś Ú ú Ý ý Ź ź À à È è Ì ì Ò ò Ù ù  â Ĉ ĉ Ê ê Ĝ ĝ Ĥ ĥ Î î Ĵ ĵ Ô ô Ŝ ŝ Û û Ŵ ŵ Ŷ ŷ Ä ä Ë ë Ï ï Ö ö Ü ü Ÿ ÿ ß Ã ã Ẽ ẽ Ĩ ĩ Ñ ñ Õ õ Ũ ũ Ỹ ỹ Ç ç Ģ ģ Ķ ķ Ļ ļ Ņ ņ Ŗ ŗ Ş ş Ţ ţ Đ đ Ů ů Ǎ ǎ Č č Ď ď Ě ě Ǐ ǐ Ľ ľ Ň ň Ǒ ǒ Ř ř Š š Ť ť Ǔ ǔ Ž ž Ā ā Ē ē Ī ī Ō ō Ū ū ǖ ǘ ǚ ǜ Ă ă Ĕ ĕ Ğ ğ Ĭ ĭ Ŏ ŏ Ŭ ŭ Ċ ċ Ė ė Ġ ġ İ ı Ż ż Ą ą Ę ę Į į Ų ų Ł ł Ő ő Ű ű Ŀ ŀ Ħ ħ Ð ð Þ þ Œ œ Æ æ Ø ø Å å Ə əΆ ά Έ έ Ή ή Ί ί Ό ό Ύ ύ Ώ ώ Α α Β β Γ γ Δ δ Ε ε Ζ ζ Η η Θ θ Ι ι Κ κ Λ λ Μ μ Ν ν Ξ ξ Ο ο Π π Ρ ρ Σ σ ς Τ τ Υ υ Φ φ Χ χ Ψ ψ Ω ω Б б В в Г г Ґ ґ Ѓ ѓ Д д Ђ ђ Е е Ё ё Є є Ж ж З з Ѕ ѕ И и І і Ї ї Й й Ј ј К к Ќ ќ Л л Љ љ М м Н н Њ њ О о П п Р р С с Т т Ћ ћ У у Ў ў Ф ф Х х Ц ц Ч ч Џ џ Ш ш Щ щ Ъ ъ Ы ы Ь ь Э э Ю ю Я я ą α ß β Ь c Ð đ ∂ ε є э é Ғ ғ ╒ ƒ ġ Ħ ħ н ι į ї J k ℓ м η ø σ φ p q я ѓ § Ş τ † ů v ω x y zkōhai
