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"I am sure Kamil is fine," Sethrian said, following Ayu. "Though he has a disturbing talent for getting himself into trouble, he is well liked enough that usually, someone will help him. It's late now, so he will also be heading to the dorms." he suspected that Kamil would never consider breaking the rules and staying out past curfew.

He was startled when Ayu took his hand without warning, and placed something into it. He stared down at his hand with a mixture of confusion and, well, no...just confusion. Why was she giving him this.

In the faded light of evening, he could just make out the name "Seth" on it. Seth...he...really disliked that nickname. But then, the children in his home town--the one who were too dumb to be afraid of him, or just didn't care--they had all called him Seth so he supposed he could let Ayu get away with it as well.

"Thank you," he told her, slipping it onto his wrist with the other bracelets. "I appreciate the gesture, though I'm not sure why you felt the need. Nevertheless, thank you." He took her arm and began to gently steer her toward the female dorms. "We should go quickly now; it's growing dark and it might not be safe after that."

After the incident with Silveril, he couldn't deny there were dangers at the academy. And he didn't know what sort of other creatures were housed at the school. It was likely best to get indoors quickly, though. Just in case.

"Oooh, a marker. How terrifying," Angela said, shooting him a grin as they went through the halls to the front door. "Whatever shall I do? I rather thing my body is just incapable of containing all the woe I feel at this threat."

"Besides, I like physics. I'd rather sleep during study hall if I needed to. And it's not like your class is boring." Especially when he was throwing desks through the window.

She stepped outside, taking a deep breath as the cool air hit her. She was grateful she still had Morgan's jacket. The nights were growing cooler. "Actually as much as I didn't want to come here, I have to admit, it's a nice place. The grounds are wonderful. Some of the trees are very old. I'm not really very good at conversing with them because I'm only half Fae, but it's still nice to be around them. I'm still...getting used to being here but I'm sort of glad I came."

Silveril Volce

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Silveril snorted at her sarcastic remark. "Well I'm pleased to hear that my class isn't boring. Hopefully we don't have incidents like yesterday. Class might be a bit unorganized since I threw my lesson plans out of the window." Silveril said as he stuffed his hands in his pockets.

Since it was autumn, it was definitely cold. The thing about being a vampire was that the colder the better. It was like how other beings liked the warmth and would bathe in it. Silveril couldn't even imagine trying to bathe in the sun. Rather than lying on a blanket on the beach, he'd rather lie on a blanket in a blizzard.

"I hope that I'll be able to teach in this school for years to come. There are benefits with hiring a vampire. It takes a long time for them to retire. If this school remains the same, then I may be here for a long time." Silveril agreed. He glanced at Angela. "So you talk to trees? What kind of things do the trees like to say? Don't they get upset if anyone climbs them?"

"Perhaps I can help you locate them," Angela offered. "After all, it's not as if I really have any other plants for the weekend. I may as well spend it doing something useful."

"I'm sure you'll be able to teach here for a long, long time." She led him to one of her favorite spots near an old tree with low hanging branches. "Actually, no, they don't mind being climbed on really. Trees are...it's hard to describe." She lowered herself carefully to the ground under the tree. "Things like trees, or even older faeries--the really old ones. I don't mean the ones that are a few centuries old, or even one or two thousand years old. I mean the ones that have been here for countless years. They're not like people as you imagine them. They don't think the same or act the same or even perceive things in the same way."

"And trees are like that as well. In a way, they're part of the earth so they have ageless sort of memory and when they talk to you, it's not like a voice that speaks inside your head or something like that. It's like being in a dream and just understanding what they want you to see. Sometimes it's all color or emotion, but often it's deeper than that. Something that's difficult to describe." She laughed slightly. "Which is why I'm doing such a horrible job at describing it. But they can reveal a great many things to people who want to listen. And things like climbing them or simple things like pulling off fruit or flowers--that sort of thing isn't troublesome at all. That is part of their life cycle. It's not like they worry about death or pain, or things that trouble people."

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”Why was man created on the last day?
So that he can be told,
When pride possesses him:
God created the gnat before thee.”
- The Talmud

Curses. He noticed and actually had the nerve to just pick her up. Aerin couldn't believe that she was being treated like a rag doll of some sort or even a sack of potatoes! Ugh, there was no doubt that this creature probably saw her as so. Fine by her. She saw him as insignificant trash. Surprisingly, the angel was quite compliant though even if she did have a scowl on her face.

It was most likely from the realization that this was easier on her to be carried than to be running to try to keep up with Ichirou's pace. Still, she would have preferred to be in bed sleeping, but she could make do with this. She was tired enough to sleep in that uncomfortable position and 'accidentally' drool all over the demon, but she didn't. For all she knew, she could end up waking up in a dumpster.

"Just hurry it up and find them already, so I can sleep." Her pleasantries were long forgotten due to her grumpiness.

[ Kidnapped to wherever Ichirou drags her off to ]

”In nature a repulsive caterpillar turns into a lovely butterfly.
But with humans it is the other way around:
A lovely butterfly turns into a repulsive caterpillar.”
- Anton Chekhov

Silveril Volce

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Silveril leaned back on the tree. He obviously couldn't understand what the tree was trying to say if it was even trying to say something. But it would be amusing to meet a tree with a sense of humor. "Ah yes. Of course it would be different with people. We tend to hide a lot of things from each other. If we were completely open, that would be cause a lot of trouble as well since people cannot help their negative feelings." Silveril agreed.

He was caught off guard when she suddenly asked him about why he started teaching. But it's not like he had any dark secret or anything. "It's fine. There's really no deep ambition to my coming here." Silveril answered. "I just came here since I found that other species are interesting. I have a fascination with them, I suppose. Rosentale is a perfect school when it comes to observing their behaviors."

Silveril Volce

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Silveril couldn't help but crack a smile. Perhaps he didn't explain it very well. "Well I was never one for social studies. I have hardly any social skills if any at all. Physics just happened to be the best course I could explain well. Perhaps when I'm teaching, I am allowed to speak more than I usually do." Silveril probably shouldn't tell her that he got the job but he doesn't even have a degree in teaching. He only got it since he passed the bar exam to teach for the school.

"I am interested in species as well as cultures. It may come off as superficial, but I just want to understand what it is that make other species hate a certain type or why some species are determined to be enemies. If I can understand, then maybe I can help fix those barriers. But with my lack of social skills, that's hardly possible." Silveril added dryly.

"As for vampires, there are actually two types. The Bitten and the Purebloods. I'm from the Purelblood type so I was raised in a frivolous noble society that thought themselves better than other creatures. We're isolated from the world, preferring to avoid contact with other creatures and only leaving our domain to hunt. I got bored of that world which is probably another reason why I came here." Silveril explained.