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"What class do I have next?" Sari muttered to herself as she rushed down the hallway.

"You have drama. It's in the auditorium remember? They did give you a schedule and map when you arrived...didn't they?" Faithful replied.

"Yes, they did." Sari answered. She consulted the map and headed in the direction of the auditorium. She arrived and was greeted by the teacher's announcement that today they would be working on improvisation. 'Great.' Sari thought as she took a seat near the back. 'Hopefully this class will be friendlier than the last few I was in.' The people at the school hadn't been mean to her, but they weren't exactly the friendliest group either.

The class seemed to pass quite slowly, between taking notes and keeping Cassio in check. When the bell finally rang, Anne sighed in relief. Picking up her notebook, she decided to take a grip on herself. What better way to forget sad memories than to meet new people?
Walking to the boy sitting by her side, she smiled pleasantly. "Hello there. I just wanted to apologize for my cat's behavior to you. He's been...strange ever since we arrived here. I guess it's a slight overdose of excitement to him..." Not letting her smile falter, she held out her hand "I am Anne, and you?"

Jake slowly sat up, rubbing his aching head. A pained moan seemed to escape into the darkness. Shaking away grogginess, the young man opened his eyes to get a good look around, but all he saw was complete darkness. Confused, he rubbed his eyes and opened them again. It was still dark.

Puzzled he decided to send out a mental message to his trusty familiar. Still unsure of himself, he broadcasted, Uh...Anko? Are you out there?

A sudden weight was pressed across the teen's chest. Color began to return to his previously sightless eyes. He was back in his bedroom in the dorm. Gravity kicked in again and Jake collapsed onto the floor that he had just risen out of ((he just rose out of Anko's shadow)).

"What happened?..." the boy managed to say in a strangely restrained voice.

Well, yesterday you were in the caf with those students and on the way back here you sort of... ya' know - stopped moving and passed out.

"Wait, I what?"

The jet black fox gave the closest sound to a sigh that an animal could make and began to re-explain, You were talking with Anne and Rhm yesterday, right? And then after that you said that you wanted to turn in early for the night. So, we made our way down the halls and you stopped walking and started falling. Me, being the nice guy that I am, caught you and let you be so you could recover from all of your moaning and groaning of "No, don't kill them!"

Jake rolled his eyes - remembering the most recent vision that he had experienced. "You make it sound like I'm a damsel in distress. But now that I'm thinking about it...the vision. It's strange - it's like I can't remember any of it. I'm remembering what happened and everything, but I can't seem to remember the faces and voices like I normally do. I remember there were at least four individuals who were all somehow magically inclined and one of them was a dragon..." He paused trying to recollect the lost images. The young man gave a small head shake and fluttered his eyes in frustration. "That's it, I can't take it! These dreams are consuming my life. Oh, what time is it anyways?" He had just realized that he should be heading to class soon when...Ring

The casual Anko response came, I'd say the third class of the day should be starting soon...

"You ********' b*****d! It's the second day and you had the power to wake me, but you still make me late!!" He had jumped to his feet, still wearing the clothes of the previous day. Jake threw off the shirt and dashed across the room towards his closet. Passing the open door that lead to the living area of the dorm, he kicked it shut. The slam resounded loudly, but he didn't seem to care - the only thing on his mind was the trouble he would get in. He yanked a pale-ish red colored shirt with the word "Hawai'i" across the front and a small tiki man off of its hanger and tossed it over his naked torso.

He proceeded into stepping out of his jeans and pulling on a different pair in mere seconds. The young man snatched out a belt and looped it through, quickly fastening the buckle. Jake pulled on one of the straps to his duffel bag onto his right shoulder and ripped open the door.

Anko had been stretching lazily. You don't wanna forget this now do you? A little slip of paper seemed to ripple out of the solid ground, inside of the cover of the foxes shadow. It's a note from the nurses. I told them that you would be late to classes and they happily wrote this up for you.

The note seemed to be suspended in mid-air at about shoulder height above the shadowy fox. He snitched the note and grumbled a hasty "Thanks" as he bolted out of the door, into the living room and out into the hallways.

Alchemy. Third Floor. Room 303.

"Oh, I have Alchemy too!" Anne smiled warmly at the boy. "We'd better get going, or we'll be late." Letting go of his hand, she took her book and crouched, facing her cat, who was on the chair "If you're going to be rude like that, you might as well stay in the dorm. Message received, you don't like him, but now we have classes to get to, ok?" She talked with him in a whisper, her look harsh and strict. The animal gave her a begging look, and meowed. Leaping to the ground, it stopped hissing, but stood proudly between Vincent and her. The girl sighed and straightened up. "Shall we?" She asked the boy, motioning for the exit.

((thanks! I thought it would be a cool way of spicing things up - it would be really fun to taunt Akerian, specially if he was still crushed on Anne, but he now seems to have a crush on every single girl he's met so far... xd
on another note, good to see you back, Surf_dude! ^_^))

Jusaku was happy that the pointless magic class was over, he got up and walked down to his next class, alchemy. He came in and picked up one of the tomes. He was happy that he didn't have to hear someone talk for 2 hours. He began reading, he understood most of what he was reading. He sighed. He continued reading, writing down some notes from the book. This is class where we actually do something. he thought, reinking the dagger.

((Welcome back, Surf_dude! And don't feel too bad--even I've missed chunks of this RPG, right, Keru?? xD

Just a note: exams are coming up at my school: two weeks, give or take a day, and I'm going to have to be gone for most of that time. I might be able to come on for a quick post or two, but after this week is over, I won't be on as much. I'm going to need the help of my two mods as much as possible, then--so be prepared. I'll try and find a way to take Asako-chan out of the game for that time, too--no sense talking to a character who probably won't reply for days, lol. Just giving you guys a heads-up, there. Kay?))

Asako was so into her technique that when the bell rang, she barely heard it. It was only when the other students began packing up that she realized class was over. She touched the base of her bokken gently, then reluctantly returned it to the place on the wall from which she had taken it.

Gathering up her things, she made her way to Drama, determined this time to look as good as she should in the class. When she reached the door, though, she stopped abruptly, suddenly remembering just who she had this class with.

Glancing around, her eyes came to rest on -just as she had thought- Kuragari, sitting in the back of the auditorium. She made a move toward the vampire girl, then thought better of it. She clearly wanted to be left alone--and besides, Asako really didn't have any business with her anymore, especially since the other girl had made it quite clear she didn't want any part of the kitsune.

Since none of her friends had this class, -and she would be damned if Nakajima Asako was caught sitting alone- she decided to take a seat near another student in the back, a brown-haired, be-winged girl who looked more than a little out of her depth.

Taking her seat, she grinned and introduced herself. "Hey! I'm Asako! You new here? You look a bit overwhelmed."

((Tag, Sconnolly~! =^o^=))

Jusaku held the paper bird by the tail. He drew a small design on the bird. It turned from a blue jay to a black bird. He let it go and pointed at it. "Shadar." He whispered and the paper bird disappeared in a puff of black ash. Above Shadar, some ash landed on his head. The black paper bird landed on Shadar's shoulder. It had a note in its talon. In the note written in gold ink, it had a couple of sentences.
The woods that lie outside of school grounds. Go by the first white dead tree you see. It should be deep enough that no one should see us.

((Hijole! Way to plunge right into class without me! ^^))

Jake dashed up flights of stairs, and hurried through near-empty halls trying desperately to make it to his next class as quickly as possible. He really didn't want to miss anything more than was necessary. The old wooden door slowly crept into his view. The pitter-patter of feet on the ground slowed as the word "Alchemy" became clearer and clearer until they completely stopped right in front of the door.

Don't want it to look like I actually ran here, but I guess I still want to look tired and sick... The young boy took a couple of seconds to slow down the labored breathing patterns and collect himself. Alright, I'm ready

His right hand closed in around the cool metal doorknob and put a little power into his arm so the door could swing smoothly on its hinges. Again for the second day of school, most eyes turned to see who was interrupting their class. All of the pairs of eyes gave the man an uneasy feeling and he averted his eyes to the stone floor as he traversed his way through the class to where Mr. Chase stood.

Upon arrival, he slowly extended the hand that his note was in and said in a small mumble-y voice, "I wasn't feeling well at all last night and my..." Jake paused unsure if he should mention his fox. He decided it would be best to, "familiar picked this up for me from the nurses to excuse me from class."

Mr. Chase, who usually looked bored, raised his blonde eyebrows, "So this means that you're okay now?"

The teen shifted his feet uneasily as if he were being asked the hardest question of his life and replied apprehensively, "I guess so... I really didn't want to miss class though. Ya know? Missing the basis of the class will only make it harder in the future."

The alchemist gave a little pleased shrug and slapped Jake on the back. "Take a seat."

Jake wasn't even sure if anybody in the class had heard him speak, but it didn't matter to him anyways. Discreetness was how he rolled. Even though the young man was still staring with great interest at the floor, he declined his head even more - in the form of a head bob - as a sign of thanks. His eyes suddenly intent on his shoes, he navigated his way to the seat he had assumed the other day in the middle row without making eye contact with any of the other gifted students seated around the room.

His bag slid limply off of his shoulder and landed with a soft thud on the ground as he began pulling out his notebook. Reaching in his pocket for his pencil, he withdrew it and took his seat opening up to the next clean page and began writing the contents on the board.