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Izumu simply shook her head in response to the servant. She didn't want to admit that she is a little frightened by animals. Now that she thinks about it she remembers why she is scared of animals. Izumu can faintly remember it but when she was younger an odd creature that had fur and walked on all fours (looked like some kind of bear) attacked her outside her house. Her parents did nothing to help her. They simply cleaned up her wounds and acted like nothing happened, after the creature practically beat her to death. They never wanted a kid and said that she happened by accident. They took care of her as if she were an animal herself. It's a wonder that they didn't go as far as locking her up in a cage. She was so glad to be away from them now.
Izumu looked up to see who was coming in the hall.

"Yes... okay." she walked outside the cafeteria and took off one of the rings on her thumb, twisting out the gem, She blew on it, and it began hovering, flying away. "What was it you wanted to talk about, Fayte?"

She smiled. "I have the ability to communicate telepathically; and so does Onaga. I was a bit worried about you; your magic abilities seem to be a bit unrestrained, and they do have a way of draining energy from the user. You seem to be trying to use your magic in too strong a way, even for a half-devil. And the first day of classes; even though you are missing a number of teachers; is the most important."

She put her arm on his shoulder. "You have been putting out natural, and apparently subconsciously-driven, webs of magic out, since the moment you walked in the door. You sensed that Onaga is of a darker human-kin; and you realized that he and I communicated telepathically. You are probably one of the most magically-inclined student's I've seen; let alone taught. But the amount of magic you're using... I don't think you've ever internalized it. There's something on the school grounds that could be dangerous for you to see, or to go near to, before you learn to control yourself. It could potentially harm you. Have you ever gotten dizzy; or fainted after seeing something highly magical?" if he sees Polythemius; he could very well be unconscious for a week. Or more.

"Why wouldn't I like you?" she asked. "I'm worried about your health and safety; and I'm a bit surprised about your sheer control over your abilities. I think your demon blood may be more potent than your human... which would lead you to being more resistant to magical wear... but still; in concerns of your safety, I ask that the only place you go outside is the courtyard and the road in front of the school. And I further request that you refrain from going outside using magic again tonight, Fayte."

Jack looked up when the servant addressed him.
“No, I’m quite alright, thank you,” he said in his low voice before turning away. If he needed something, he had decided, he would get it himself. No servants, not anymore.
Jack looked down the table to a woman he had not noticed before and the half devil boy that seemed to be his rival already. They came from prominent and rich magical families, he knew, but as long as he avoided talking about his own family or last name he could keep where he came from a secret. Jack had no desire to be connected to his family anymore, nor did he wish to be known as rich. Starting now, he was just like any other person. Normal.
Well, as normal as you can be and have wings.

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Dimitri leaned back in his chair and smiled lazily. He had eaten all he could manage and for that he was quite satisfied. He folded his hands in his lap and turned his head when he heard a slight commotion. Dimitri smiled once more and shook his head.
“Well, now that everyone is present and accounted for, I’ll just take a moment to personally introduce myself.” He waved his hand in a greeting. “My name is Dimitri Reign. There will be no nametags, so remember that.” He glanced around the room to each student as he spoke, once again sizing them up. It was important for him to understand his students if he was to be a good teacher. “As you may well know or may well have missed, I am your magic teacher, and as it says on your schedule, from 10:45 am to 11:20 pm your time will be devoted to learning all that you can with me. I will expect you to work hard, but after my class you have lunch and you can rest then.” He chuckled lightly. “Oh, and don’t worry, I almost never hold back students. I appreciate that lunch break as much as you all do.”

Squiggy grinned at the thought of students drinking potions. "You should make 'em drink the one that turns you all green..." he said maliciously. "But that doesn't matter much now; FOOD DOES!"

Ate smiled wryly, tenderly taking the scale and said, "thank you. I promise you that I will teach you to control and curb your magic use. This will take place in the hour after dinner. You will take it along with your normal classes; the magic class will teach you to organize and further control it. Is that acceptable?"

((it's alright, Ramdragn; it happens to the best of us.))