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Kuragari watched as Akerian entered and got to his spot. Pulling herself deeper int o the dark she thought, 'it's better if he dosen't see me. I am a demon and I'll just hurt others if I try to be anything less.' Smirking she stops swinning to watch a boy run from the room. 'Not wanting to hurt someone, now that's a joke. I live to kill but I don't want to hurt his feelings. I can't believe how human I sound right now.' SIghing again KUragri takes out her blood and takes a sip before continuing her slashing not that it mattered she already knew all this and she was sure the teacher can't see her now. 'I am the darkness.'

((Kryptonite, you have Magic first, not Music. And every student is given a map of the school. Please make sure you're reading everything right.))

"Wow, what an evening!" Anne was staring wide-eyed at her friend. "And here I thought Akerian simply had an emo streak..." Shaking her head, embarrassed, the girl realized what, in her friend's story, had rang a bell.
"The dead don't belong with the living...the dead can't love...I've heard that before, you know? A long time ago...and also from a Black Clan" Her face saddened; the moment was fresh on her mind, etched in iron and blood.
"At the time I thought it was just an excuse, but I've found out there are many people who wonder about it. It's one of the mysteries of the Clan, I guess. Some say it's a rule for them, others say that their lives are just illusions, and so are any emotions they feel..." She spoke with a detached voice and vacant eyes; she always tried to convince herself she had come to terms with all that story months ago, but still it seemed to sting her every time she took a closer look. "Maybe if I spoke to Kuragari...But do I really want to know the truth?..."

((A note to new players: each class lasts about a week, with additions as they're needed, so please try to get to class by a couple real-life days after the class has begun. I'm extending this class to the beginning of next week because it seems to be going slower than normal.))

Asako listened with a slight worry in her heart to Anne's talk about Black Clan. It was worrying, to say the least, that there was a whole third of a race that thought their existence was pointless and filled with darkness. "That..." she said, voice soft and barely above a whisper "That must be such a horrible way to live your life..."

Just then, the bell for class to begin rang, and Mr. Brown faced the class. "Today," he said "We will be starting on our first language, that which is the basic equivalent of English in the human realm, called the Common Speech in Faerie. This language is what is often used for communication between the races, and most of you already speak it. But there is a strain of this language that is a slight variant of the norm: the Elvish variant. Now, if you'll look at the board, I've drawn up the three biggest key differences."

As class started, Asako fell silent, not wanting to get into more trouble than she already was in. She didn't care about upsetting the teacher--she just didn't want a detention interfering with her social calender.

But as she sat in her seat next to Anne, her mind was filled with something other than schoolwork. There are so many people here who have problems that weigh heavily on their hearts. I never knew how much pain everyone has to go through. For people like Acarian and Kuragari...I can't even begin to imagine the kind of lives they've lived...

"Indeed..." The brunette sighed slowly, staring at Cassio who was trotting at her feet towards the classroom. Following silently, she remembered the times she had spent with her mentor; his wisdom, his kindness, but also his harshness and unnerving sadness. She had very seldom see him smile, and only once heard him talk about himself; even then, the only thing he had confided to her were those words...that dead can never belong with the living, neither can they ever feel love.
Sitting down, Anne swiftly began taking notes as usual, but disturbing thoughts kept nagging her, interrupting her focus. Could her time at the school serve not only for her to learn about Faerie, about her powers, about herself, but also about Gabriel? What had been his purpose, sending her here? "Could it be that he wanted me to learn about him? About the things he wanted me to know, but never dared to teach me?"

Jusaku realized that class has started. He got up and dissapeared in a puff of black ash. He ended up in the back of the class room, reapearing with a simular puff of black ash. I really hope she doesn't notice. He took out some paper and a dagger, he cut himself with the dagger on his arm and began writing what was on the board with the blood "inked" dagger.

Kuragari literaly jumped out of Akerain arms and against the wall. "Umm what do you mean?" Her voice was as emotionalless as usual yet still alittle unsure. "I'm fine if that's what your asking." Kuragri could feel her heart beating more then it had since she died. 'Stay calm I love no one and I care for no one. I a dead, I am death. Alright and besides he likes Asako even if she dosen't fully like him back...I think...I mean...no stop must feel nothing."