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Silveril Volce

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It was probably the only time Silveril held a conversation with anyone in the school. This conversation was lasting longer than his with the potions professor when he asked her to make him potions to protect his skin from the sun. "A pleasure to have you in my class, Angela. And you are correct, I am Silveril Volce." Silveril answered, "Take your time looking through those. I recently read them so they're still fresh in my mind."

It put Silveril's mind at ease. At least there was another creature in the school that Silveril could speak to normally other than the arrogant potions professor.

((Lol. I was about to go look through a bunch of books or hire a professional. xP Just kidding~ xD but I was going to look through some of my textbooks. o_O))

Lucius "Luke" Arrennt



Luke was out, about, and ready for his first class, "Physics". He was hoping that this would be an advanced course, with all the details and such, but after quietly observing some of the students in this school, well... he wasn't optimistic. Coming to class with a leather-bound notebook embroidered with the word "Science" on the front and spine, an old time ink pen, and a small bottle of ink, Luke seemed to be plenty prepared in his tastes. He entered the classroom and gave both the teacher and the other student a scathing evaluation, taking in their every feature with his eyes. Luke grumbled something about another "elementary year:" He took a seat at a desk and waited for someone else to say something; surely it wasn't his position to be fighting for the attentions of a professor who may have well known less than him.

You roll your eyes up to the skies
Mock horrified
But you're still here
All you need is me

Lucius "Luke" Arrennt



Luke looked up with the realization that the class hadn't started yet. "Hmph. I suppose my schedule must be flawed, for I certainly didn't make a mistake in the time. Yes, it's all the schedule's fault... Well, since I am here, I would like to pick up my text book so that I may review the information." He said, grinning and standing back up.

You roll your eyes up to the skies
Mock horrified
But you're still here
All you need is me

Silveril Volce

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He figured that the Fae might be something like that. He wondered how ridiculous they were. Perhaps he might ask Angela if she could explain a bit more of their culture. However; he didn't want to offend her by thinking her kind as being foolish and silly so he had to think about it a little. To Silveril, it was amusing seeing other creatures think that they are so prestigious when all of them are really just utterly ridiculous.

He glanced from Angela to the other student. These two students will probably be the ones that Silveril wouldn't have to worry much about. He might want to give the other student a more challenging book since he seemed very knowledgable.

"How diligent of the two of you. I'm afraid this class might be too easy for you two, but you can pursue your own extra studies if you wish. I have resources in my classroom. Feel free to look through the books that I have." Silveril answered as he returned to his cupboard and started to pull out more stacks of books. Silveril gave a textbook to Angela and he gave two to the student. "I think the thicker book might suit your liking better. It's a bit more challenging than the one this school's curriculum uses."

"What a smug git," Angela muttered as the other boy walked off without word. That was precisely the sort of person she absolutely could not stand. In fact, people like him were why she had been so eager to get away from the court. She vaguely wondered if he was fae--though he honestly wasn't good looking enough. She looked back at the professor without any shame at having openly insulted another student. "And that is pretty much what every Fae you ever meet will be like. A smug, shiny b*****d who won't even lower himself to talk to 'lesser beings.'" She frowned.

"Oh! Well, not all Faeries. I mean, I'm not really like that. But I'm only half anyway. And clearly I don't really get on well with the others I would be off dancing amongst the bluebells and mushrooms rather than standing here blathering on..." She trailed off.

"Right then. I'll just stop talking."

At least those in the Seelie Court had a reason to be full of themselves, being all magical and immortal and such. Even if they did have a bad habit of stealing babies and other oddities. "Um, thank you. For the books. I, at least, appreciate it."

"Ah...right...yeah." Angela trailed off, sighing a bit as she picked up stacks of books. "Well, the truth is that as much as I don't get on well with Fae, I don't really get on well with Humans either so perhaps I'll just return to the dorm and read." Though there had been quite a lot of trees on the grounds, and that park wasn't too far away. She supposed she could go there. Perhaps sketch for a while. And seethe about the blonde git.

"I'll let you get on with your afternoon then. I do appreciate you letting me borrow the books." Studying the Silveril's face for a moment, she realized he must be some sort of vampire--or a related race. There weren't many that couldn't go out in the sun, other than them. "At any rate, even if there's no class this week, perhaps I'll see you around here and there. I'll let you know how I'm getting on with the books."

She hugged them close and backed toward the door. "Thank you again." Turning around, she left the class quickly, stopping out in the hall to let out a long, slow breath. Ugh...she was shaking a little. It was rather nice to be able to speak with someone without wanting to pound their face into putty, but it was also a bit nerve racking. She kept expecting to say the wrong thing--or for him to say the wrong thing.

But hey, she had managed to get through a conversation with a promising teacher, without hitting him. This was progress! She started down the hall, figuring that regardless where she wanted to go, she was going to have to stop by her dorm to drop off her books. And perhaps change into something less stifling. When had she gotten so rambly, anyway?

Maybe it was just the fact that she hadn't had a normal person to talk to in several years...

[Exit Physics Class]

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”All say, ‘How hard it is that we have to die’
- A strange complaint to come

Physics. It sounded.... tough. Originally a junior back at her old school, Kasie avoided hard classes like the plague, and from the complaints she's heard about Physics from even the smart people, she always declined taking this subject. Hopefully, she wasn't going to struggle that much.

Maybe she can burst into the classroom and make friends with everyone in there. Then, they can help her ace this class, and so, she did. "Well, he~ll-!....Oh."

Kasie's voice died down when it was only a ohsnickerdoodlesboyboyboy teacher. How... awkward. "....Hi?"

From the mouths of people
Who have had to live.”
- Mark Twain

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”All say, ‘How hard it is that we have to die’
- A strange complaint to come

There might be a slight problem with that. Sheepishly grinning at her teacher, Kasie awkwardly mentioned. "Oh, uh, s-sorry about this, but I'm kind of dead. I can't exactly touch anything much less your books. Well, I can try, but I can certainly guarantee that your books would be soaked. I-It's not like I do it on purpose or anything though! I just died this way..." There goes her usual nonsensical babbling, but, this teacher was pretty distracting by being eyecandy.

Then again, who wasn't in Kasie's eyes?

From the mouths of people
Who have had to live.”
- Mark Twain