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Not missing a beat Uriyu walked forward, Realizing that after Garbhans calm lope the worst was over. "Well, now that thats over whats say we get to business so we can move on." he said with a smile. He seemed completely at ease and relaxed as if strolling through a park he owned under armed gaurd. In reality his senses took in every little detail they picked up. His sensitive hearing even picking up on the light breathing of guisspi on the other side of the room.

Shadowpaw glared up at the large form of Garbhan standing over her. She flicked her ears up, growling lightly as she remembered the tingling sensation that ran down her spine as he flicked her ear. She reached back and nosed the cloak tied around her leg and looked around for a place to change.

Seeing the masked man known as Asmusei come over and grab the little vampire and walk down the hall she mused over what was going on with them. She slipped down the opposite hall and quickly shifted and slipped into the cloak. Walking back she looked to Hsaaith, "Sir, I am sorry that I struck out, it was below me. I would give an apology but it seems she has been whisked away. But we should look to the mission ahead of us, are we to work as a group, Professor?"

Rina flicked her tongue and the lollipop in her mouth turned around. Her katana was on her waist, in plain sight, where it always was. This was her second year at Unwanted Boulder, and she rather liked this Academy. People here weren't like most people. They didn't get scared when they realized she almost never showed emotions, and they weren't easy to read like most people. And better yet, they were strong. Strong enough to not fear her. Yeah, she rather liked this Academy. It was where she belonged.
She was standing in the hall, looking up. The new people looked up as well to see what she was staring at and, finding nothing, they commented on how weird her behavior was. The ones who had seen her before didn't find it awkward. They knew she was an oddball. And the ones who actually knew her, well, some of them even found her cute, in a pet-like way. Since she was so tiny and obedient, in her own way, much like a puppy.

Hsaaith just continued to stare at Shadowpaw, despite the fact that she was literally standing with her tail between her legs. Hsaaith had hoped that she would have shown more promise than she had. But in as little as 5 minutes she had gone from playing with small animal spirits to turning into a blood-thirsty killer. Her anger wasn't her downfall, it was the fact that she let it control her. Even if she was truly sorry, Hsaaith judged people by their actions, not their words. He had seen too many liars and cheats in his time to ever trust anything other than the cold facts of one's history. It was for this reason that Hsaaith simply turned away from Shadowpaw, as well as the other students, and began to walk slowly away from them. His voice was flat and uncarring as he addressed Shadowpaw's assurances that this would be her last outburst. "Wordsssss like glassss. Hollow. Break eassssy. Ssssshow me, not ssssay." Hsaaith strode towards the massive wooden doors that framed Unwelcome Boulder's main entrance, and unceremoniously threw them open before him as he marched out into the grounds. He spoke louder behind him, making sure that all of the students could hear his instructions. "We move. Now."

Hsaaith's mood was far from cheery, and it showed in his motions, though not in the usual way. Hsaaith had trained years ago to not allow his emotions to control his actions. As such, whenever he felt angry or sad and he knew that he had a mission to complete, he would train his body to go into a highly focused state. His mind was working faster than normal, his body was fluid yet tense, his steps precise and strong, though as quiet as a feather dropping to the floor. Hsaaith truly was one of the greatest assassins at the school.

But Hsaaith had a job to do, and he wasn't about to let these new students screw up any more while they were still on school grounds. Hsaaith reached into a pouch he kept around his waist, and pulled from it a small, black orb. Hsaaith threw the orb at the ground in front of him, and as soon as it made contact it exploded into a cloud of inky black dust. Without missing a beat Hsaaith strode directly into the dust, and a short burst of blue lighting coursed through the folds of the cloud. As the dust settled, it was clear that a portal had oppened on the ground where the pellet had landed. The center was pitch black, and the edges seethed and crackled with a dark blue energy. Sounds of a city at night could be heard on the other end of the portal, and the scents of smoke, dirty water and steel wafted out of the swirling abyss.

The student's first mission had begun.

Meanwhile...

The Headmistress was in her office, standing in front of the big bay window that overlooked the entire school grounds. It mattered not that she had lost her sight many centuries ago, she had other ways to see. And as it was she was seeing that one of her professors was disappearing into a portal he had opened up in the middle of the school's grounds. Perivia smiled to herself when she noticed that it was Hsaaith. He had always been one of her favorite colleagues. He was quiet, precise, and efficient. He was kind when he could be, and hard when he needed to be. He was loyal to the school and also to her. But most importantly of all, he had no desire to become Headmaster and steal the position away from her. That was by far his most endearing quality in Perivia's eyes, and it had served well for the many years he had been with the school.

But as it was something else would take Perivia's attention away from watching the new students embark on their first mission. Perivia actually saw it happen before it occured, and the event made her smile slightly once more. It appeared that their new Firearms teacher had reached campus. Perivia had been looking forward to her arrival for quite some time. Perivia had been in close contact with ZDC-XII, and she was quite impressed by the roster they had managed to find for themselves. More than a few of the members had been graduates of Unwelcome Boulder, and it made Perivia proud to know that they had been chosen for such a noble cause. Perivia had actually asked for Kyu personally. After looking at her records she was sure the Kyu would make an excellent addition to the school.

Perivia decided to welcome their new guest informally by sending her a note. Perivia calmly turned around, and after simply waving a finger at her desk, a piece of parchment vanished in a puff of dark smoke. The note would then reappear in Kyu's jacket pocket, and as it took form, dark words would weave themselves onto the page.

Miss Kyu Asahai,

Welcome to Unweclome Boulder.

It seems that you have found your way to the school's campus fairly easily. If you haven't already passed through the barrier, I would ask that you meet me in my office. We have much to discuss.

My office is in the tallest tower of the school. It's rather hard to miss.

Will see you soon,
Perivia Umbranox, Headmistress

Uriyu Heard the end of the conversation before hearing the doors thrown open. Naturally he went out the doors after them. Soon after he felt the surge of magic as the portal opened. His smile broadening as the sounds of a city drifted through to him. Taking a deep breath he ran forward doing a Handspring into the portal to try to warm up his muscles... and because it was allot of fun.

With people slowly leaving, Garbhan felt his calm slipping. Pulling away. A small part of him was saddened by the fact that it was fleeing, but the miniscule emotion quickly faded as Garbhan snapped back to his true self. Looking around as if seeing the place for the first time, he growled quietly. A non-expert would think it a threat, but a trained ear, or another wolf, would know it was Garbhan warning everyone he was moving out. Looking once more to Shadowpaw, he nodded, and his body began to shrink. His fur retracted into the pores of his new, peach skin. His claws shrunk into well groomed nails, fingers and toes. His snout pressed against his skull, a symphony of cracks and snaps emanating from his entire body. Within 5 seconds, there stood a human male, somewhat attractive, and standing at roughly 6'7". Naked.

Garbhan made no move to cover his nudity; he didn't care what people saw. He knew, from experience, that his Human form had no true weaknesses to spot. Nothing to elude to his downfall. And as was such, he cared not who saw what. Reaching down, he undid the strap of a large, blue-gray bandage, the same color as his fur. It had blended perfectly in his Were, and Wolf form. With a small smile, that never reached his darting eyes, he began to dress: pulling on fingerless, tight, leather gloves, followed by a tight, black undershirt of a strange, silk looking material. Plain jeans, with knees of a lighter white, showing where they had been worn out. A pair of black sneakers, and an orange, cutoff, light jacket over the top. Finally, he clipped a small, black collar around his neck. On it was what at first appeared to be a white cross, but one would notice the horizontal lines were the same length of the vertical ones, making it more of an addition sign. Looking at his attire, he nodded.

With another growl, one that was incapable of coming from a purely human throat, he began to walk forward, expecting Shadowpaw to stay beside him. Reaching the portal, his sensitive nose wrinkled. He smelled city-smells. Alcohol. Sex. Drugs. Metals, Brick. Sewage, humans, sweat, sugar. Smells both sweet and bitter. Smells that were pleasant, and very, very non-pleasant. With a shrug, he reached to take Shadowpaw's hand, and stepped into the portal, Shadowpaw by his side.

Shadowpaw brushed Garbhan's naked shoulder while he was getting dressed. It was a sign of affection and closeness that only pack members normally did. Realizing what she did she drew back slightly letting him dress in peace. Puzzling over why she felt so close to him she didn't notice that she followed him up to the portal. Wrinkling her nose against the stink of the city, she growled in anger at the smells that hit her like a brick. She looked to Garbhan as he reached for her hand, with a happy smile she took it and walked through the portal to the city.