Welcome to Gaia! ::

Jacques sat in quiet thought after the Headmaster left. He needed more time to plan his course of action. He stood and bowed to the student who was unintentionally causing him such a headache.

"You are dismissed, for now, ma'am. I will need to talk with you later, but I shall not keep you from your studies. Have a nice day, oh! And do keep those crystals secure," He spoke in a kinder tone than before. He would not bring this school down. But, he had to address this before it became an issue, and he knew it could.

He remembered faintly a young Emma. She had been a responsible woman in the making, and knew how to handle the crystals. Every single precaution was taken, yet...something had gone wrong. Emma had lost control, and nearly killed a close friend. He wouldn't leave such mental scarring on a girl.

Emma sighed, and sat on her desk in thought. Her students had yet to arrive, and truthfully, she knew her number was limited. Air was becoming less common, and true Air-benders always left Beginner courses quickly, but she needed this job, and could afford to be so picky.

Evee absently murmurs another soft "Merci.." as he holds the door open for her, then nods absently to his final good wishes. Moving passed him, she enters the empty classroom. Well.. empty with one exception of course, the teacher herself who is currently writing her name on the blackboard. Silent as a mouse, Evee moves to one of the desks somewhere near a window and sets her book bag alongside the wall. Nest she quietly slips into the seat, assuming the same position she had before, pristine posture and hands folded in her lap. However, this time her gaze is not forward, but staring down at the top of her desk. Evee's expression would seem distant to most unobservant folk, but for those with a keener eye it would seem as if she was sadly homesick.

Kyuki walked into her room and saw it bustling with her normal students she smiled. "Okay guys. Calm down. I understand the duel was exciting but this is class time." Then she saw a new student standing at the front of the class. Kyu smiled and walked up to here. "Hi. I'm Ms. Akana your intermediate fire teacher. You can take a seat where ever you'd like. If you wish I can introduce you to the class but I won't insist on it because I know things like that can be embarrassing." Kyuki smiled at her and then took a seat at her desk and let the class settle down.

--It truly is what I've always wanted...

Ms. Akana's words reassured Sakura that whatever she did would be fine. Nodding quickly, she smiled back at her teacher and slipped into a seat in the front. She clasped her hands together on the desk and sat straight, slightly excited about the prospect of her very first class at the school.

She felt a shiver of happiness jolt through her and tried to contain herself. As her fingers began to tremble slightly, she slipped them under her desk and onto her lap. Reaching up to push a few strands of hair behind her ear, she took a quick glance around the room to see who her classmates were.

I wonder what the class will be like...?

...An escape from the reality I ever so dreaded--

There was a short moment of silence as the attention falls upon Evee. Quietly she stands up at her desk, though unlike the other students who tended to glance around at the class as they addressed the question, Evee's gaze remains forward, staring at nothing in particular at all.

"Bonjour gouvernante.." her voice is quiet and slightly airy, whic combined with her posture gives her stance a wraith-like quality. "My name iz Evee LaRoche. I am eleven years, my native tongue iz francais.. " Her eyes lower to her desk, her voice reflecting a hint of that sadness. "Je suis triste, il n'ya pas de vie ici." she murmurs before taking her seat once more.

Amaya woke with a start and began coughing hysterically. There was so much dust in her lungs she couldn't figure out why. Trying to merge herself out of her coffin, she couldn't and began to panic. Her earth magic began to shake the ground about the coffin, making a low rumbling happen in a large square radius. Coughing louder, she began to lose her self control, her eyes flickering a dangerous shade of red as she nearly began to up heave the earth under the school. What little self control she had, began to kick in enough to only affect the area she had buried her coffin.

Talo was found casual dressed sitting on his desk. His tight jeans were somewhat worn with age and his T-shirt seemed to be the same. He smiled calmly and waited for the bell to ring before he leapt off his desk and addressed them. “Welcome class!” He said as he walked along the desks. “Today we will be learning how manipulate water into a fine mist. Now I know some of you are still struggling to maintain control over your portions of water, but the good news this is that this is an exercise in control. And I demand you learn it.” Talo smiled at this. “Now here is a demonstration of what I expect.” Talo walked behind his desk were a bowl of water lay waiting. He put his hand over it and lifted the water into the air. Then he separated the water into smaller portions until it was a fine mist. He had of course gone slower to show the children how it was done. He then smiled at them as he moved the mist about. “If you get really good at this we might be able to move up to fog! Any questions?”

Evee sighs inwardly with the instructor's generic response. She doesn't understand.. Evee thinks to herself. Having traveled all of her life, Evee was used to the natives not understanding her birth tongue, but for some reason she actually found comfort in that fact here. Of course, the lack of understanding Evee was saddened by was not the discrepancy in language. Je suis triste, il n'ya pas de vie ici..

As class continues on, her gaze shifts from the desktop to the window, once again not actually focusing on the objects outside. Evee was vaguely aware of the haze that had lingered with her since her arrival in the America. It was frustrating to not be able to clear her mind from the cloudiness that occasionally envelops her. When she was young, she had been fascinated by large cities; So many things to see and so many people. She had delighted in their strange clothing habits, their perfect hair and skin. Not anything like the natives she was used to. But now things were different. It was almost as if the farther away from an untouched natural environment she became, the stranger the haze fuzzed her thinking. Homesick the teacher had said, but it was the lack of natural life around her that made her so. She must find life if she is to ever function with any level of normalcy in this place.