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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2013 8:29 am
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2013 9:58 am
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Efflo shyly peeked through the door, a class about natural forms? That was certainly something he wanted to learn more about though, he thought with ears flattening, he would have preferred to learn it with less people. Alone actually, would have been preferable.
But a missed opportunity is missed opportunity and the undead boil wasn't going to miss this one. He slunk over to the sign-up sheet, sullen expression firmly in place. He quickly scribbled his name, tried to rub away the glowing fingerprints he'd left and, when they refused to budge, he hurried to a seat at the back of the class, slumping into his chair.
He looked around the classroom, careful to avoid eye contact. Jack, that poster was frighting. Why was it so sparkly?
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2013 2:06 pm
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Jack-B-Nimble sure as hell did have natural form - and he was pretty proud of it. So when he heard there was a class specifically about natural forms and the ins and outs of them, he was all for it - the tall boil wandering in to the class and going to sign the sheet - name sharing the 13th line with Efflo. It was his number, you know?
Looking around at the group who were there, he took to going and sitting next to a little miss that he had seen a few times here and there - Alex' sister, wasn't she? Clearing his throat, he leaned back in the chair and gave her a soft look.
"Pleasure to see you here, Alex's sibling yes? I'm known as Jack-B-Nimble, but people usually call me Jack." He offered to her, extending a hand to lightly shake hers.
"I hope you don't mind me keeping you company during this class."
This seemed like a perfect class to start with in his attempts at an education while he was at Amityville. Wandering in to class, glowing eyes peering over the group that had shown up, hoping to catch some kind of familiar face, even if he was brand new.
Receeding after a moment, he found an empty seat and - after careful inspection that it would not melt on him or anything - he flopped down in to it, taking a small notebook out and a very special pen, working through little notes that he created before class.
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2013 2:06 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2013 3:32 pm
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Being an undead, the process and study of natural forms had no relevance to Olivia. But she came anyways when she heard about the class, as what happened with the Pygmy Dragon field trip. The ghoul took this more of an opportunity to basically learn more about her fellow peers (it had been what her parents wanted her to do) and also give her a good small body of creeple to watch and get to know (her main focus).
Finding the classroom hadn't been all to difficult, thankfully, and Olivia entered with a smile on her face when a very pink piece of paper caught her attention. It was a sign in sheet as the top clearly designated it to be and already did she see a slew of names that looked familiar (hopefully they belonged to the same people) and many she didn't and would get to learn. Sure enough, though, turning around greeted her with a plethora of staring fodder and those same familiar faces. It just fueled that smile really. Most of them seemed to be taking up the back sections of the seats - Andrew seemed to be in a corner - so she made her way in that direction even as full as it was. There were so many choice though on who to sit by, and Olivia kind of found her way in the middle of them - and a little ways away from Andrew given his tail. She was a little more near Efflo and she greeted him with a soft, "hello."
- - - - - - - - Though a Reaper, Maple thought this class to be a chance to expand her knowledge on the natural forms she was already aware of from the books she had read and perhaps get a little more practically application to them even though... it was more of a theory class. So rarely had she seen it done in person and even though there didn't seem to be a notion that she would here, it couldn't hurt to have the furthering knowledge.
And with theory over practicality, well at least she couldn't screw anything up. All she had to do was listen, take some notes and keep quiet. Good enough for her.
Maple made her way quietly into the classroom and signed herself in, taking little notice to the other names on the list as she made her way to a corner in the front row. She simply took out a a notebook and a few pens and made ready for the class.
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