Min Joon floated around the halls, wandering to trying to get to know his way around the school. He wasn’t big on map reading but he had the panthlet style map they had given him tucked into his back pocket anyways just in case he had to use it.
Klaus walked around the outsides of the buildings, staring up at the roofs like he was looking for something. His eyes squinted as he stopped in a certain spot and studied the sky, looking displeased.
"Man, the sky's mad again," he grumbled, kicking a pebble that was close by and crossing his arms.
Neil groaned under his breath as he scratched at his left pant leg. "This is stupid. Clothes are stupid." He grumbled, and Marcus sighed at his friend's complaining. "You've been saying that all morning, but it's not going to change the fact that you have to wear them."
"But why? Why do we have to be in these stupid forms and wear this stupid itchy crap?"
"…Well I'm not complaining."
"Well you should be. This is sooo uncomfortable!"
Marcus grabbed the satyr's hand and moved it away from his leg, then looked up as they approached the cluster of buildings. "Calm down, please? You'll get used to it, I promise." Neil mumbled something under his breath before taking their shared map from the inside pocket of his jacket. "I doubt it, but whatever. Where are we supposed to be going, again?"
(The Lecture Hall, which is like a big college classroom for lectures that can fit all the students. Basically like a multi-purpose room but cooler!)
Cyrus winked at a passing girl, hands deep in his pockets. He swaggered along, a smirk on his face.
Cicada rolled her eyes as some boy winked at her. She had her wings folded up against her back, trying not to draw any more attention than needed. She was here to learn, cause mischief, and maybe make a few enemies. That and because dear old dad said she had to. He map was in her bag along with the rest of her art supplies, who needed a map anyway?
Cyrus stopped next to the girl, a charming smile on his face. "What, not hot enough for you?"
Cicada sighed and glared over at him. She felt her wings flare up slightly behind her, "Not interested. So back off."
Min Joon checked the time and decided to head back to the lecture hall, he had found I earlier but it was far to early to go in, it was still a bit early to go there now but he would rather be early so that he could find a decent seat somewhere. He casually flew through the halls, taking a few shortcuts by going through walls and headed to the lecture hall.
Cyrus smirked. "Playing hard to get. I like it." He examined her wings before sliding his own through slits cut in his shirt.
Klaus turned around and watched the two bicker, a very stupid look on his face. It looked more like he was staring through them, not at them.
As Neil led them through the building and searched for the lecture hall, Marcus glanced around warily, not exactly used to such crowded places. Neil tapped his arm to get his attention. "You good?" He asked quietly, though loud enough for Marcus to hear over the sounds of the commotion around them. Marcus shrugged in response, pulling at the ends of his sleeves. "Very…crowded." Neil snorted and patted the faun's head, then sneered.
"You'll get used to it. I promise."
"You be quiet."
Bedros, now at the top of now at the top of the stairs, looked down at the parking lot. it could fit hundreds of cars minimum. He skimmed a few students. A horde of them. All relatively humanlike.
He smiled, is wholesome little smile full of faultless white teeth, and turned back. He saw three main buildings, each one concrete, they were all very long, rectangular or L-shaped oh, with very angular roofs, and many stone columns. only one building in the middle did not look the part, something like a stereotypical Monastery, with a strong concrete base, and a brass onion dome. A banner, with a lily encircled by four cherub wings, draped from each balcony of this building. He figured that was a lecture hall.
Cicada growled at him, "Uh-huh. Buh bye now," Cicada walked away from the conversation. She didn't want to get into a fight in her first few minutes of being on campus, even though that did seem like something she would do.
Min Joon went into he lecture hall, there were only a couple students in there already so he went and found a spot in the back corner of the room.
Cyrus shrugged. He spread his wings and flew off to go find someone else to bother.
Cicada let out a long breath once she saw he had left her. She began to make her way to the lecture hall, since she remember hearing something about meeting there before classes really began. She made her way into the large room and sat up in the way back in the middle.
Klaus followed the crowd into the lecture hall, looking down at his dirty barefoot feet before bumping into someone.
"Owchies," he said, recovering at an unbelievable speed. It was like when you had a glowstick and swung it around in the dark to watch the trail of light behind it.
Neil tucked the map back into his jacket pocket as he and Marcus approached the lecture hall. Once they were inside, Marcus grabbed his hand and took them up to one of the corners of the room.
Bedros finally reached the lecture Hall.
Strange. There were still very few students here. This was probably his second year. He made his way to the very back, sitting in one of the seats, or he could look down and admire the beautiful room. Two teachers, a tall, handsome man, with silver hair, gold eyes, and a relatively fit build, approach to the stage, he was wearing a fancy tuxedo, probably like something the groom to a wedding would wear.
The room was silent.
Jade had slipped in just as the door closed, her third eye blinking on her forehead as it surveyed the people around her's magic. Stop that, we don't want to be looked at weird.
Bedros looked around, excited. He spotted two guys next to him, Pickering, and assumed they were sort of a couple. He giggled at that thought. Soon however, the handsome man spoke up.
"Welcome, creatures of Heaven, Hell, Earth, the Astral Plane, Purgatory, and Limbo, to our: Stranger Academy. Hear the utilities and food generate themselves, you have co-ed dorms, and the technology is never out of date! The school is quite big, so we've had each of you equipped with a map and schedule! As I'm sure many of you have been informed, the grades of this school, I'm not determined by age, the by how long you been here. This of course, is the Freshman grade Lecture Hall." He explained.
Klaus's hand could be seen raised from a group of people that me was most likely not speaking too.
The silver-haired man, looks at the student with his hand raised.
"Save all questions until after the main speech." He replied, resuming his position next to all of the other people on the stage. All of these people, were teachers, and staff. It was only one Podium that seems to be missing, the one which the silver-haired man had taken up. The podium designated to the director.
The hand was held up for a moment longer, then slowly eased down, seeming dejected.
The silver-haired man winked at the student who'd raised his hand, a friendly gesture.
"Sorry." He mouthed.
It was at that time the air seemed to vibrate, Buzz, tear the room seemed to fill up with some sort of consecrated energy which swept in like a powerful Tempest.
Suddenly, the directors podium, was occupied.
Silence.
Klaus contemplated raising his hand again, but chose otherwise. Hey, that's kinda like what I do.
Jade flinched at the sheer amount of magic in the room, her eye blinking faster and faster. I do not like this, make it stop. The eye whispered, well, more like growled quietly.
Whoa. Marcus thought as the energy of the room heightened and shifted oddly as and someone appeared at the frontmost podium. He didn't miss Neil's equally surprised expression - there wasn't a lot that could faze the guy, so he loved seeing a reaction from him.
Waves of energy still vibrated from this new figure, who was dressed almost as if you were going to a funeral. On his tie, the phrase 'dust to dust' stuck out. All could see it.
"Hello, freshmen, it us good to see you. I like the feel of this room.
Hard to believe you feel anything over the aura you give off. Bedros thought, it was neither insult nor compliment.
The figure talking to them was rather tall, somewhat athletic, with a simply unnatural Beauty to him. His face was almost too symmetrical, his features almost too chiseled. His lilac eyes burned into the universe wherever they gazed, and his hair was as Pitch Black as the soil of a coal mines.
"Here, we set out to instill views of acceptance, inclusion, and effectiveness in our students. these are the main values of Stranger Academy. He replied.
His voice was loud, thunderous even, yet pleasant.