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Kokuja walked into his class room surprized at how empty it was. It was rather strange but he was happy to see at least one student in here.
Hi there. Sorry for the delay, wait...I saw you earlier in Head masteress Charlottes office didn't I? Kokuja looked the guy over trying to recognize him to no apparent avail. He shrugged slightly.
Oh well, anyways I am the first year Teacher Kokuja. I'm not really a professor so please don't call me one. You will be learning several Basics to working with human counter parts weither they be weapon or Meisters depends on you. You will also learn about different spells, different applications for madness control, and how to control Black Blood if you have been 'blessed' with it. Do I make myself clear? Also where are the rest of the class, I mean I know it's still early but shouldn't they all be here by now?Kokuja scratched the back of his head a little worried about why there was only one student here at the moment. It was a little nerve racking to be honest.