Professor Walker briefly glanced up from a map he had been examining. Good, the children were getting along just fine, it seemed. That always made for pleasant bus rides.
Although... that head count needed some work. Were there enough students here to catch the dragons he needed to see? Sometimes the new variants could be difficult to spot.
Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2013 7:19 pm
“What gave it away? My tail?” he flicked the fiery limb in her direction, before letting it hang again, “I’m Andrew.” There wasn’t nearly as much fire in the area as there should be, but those trees looked nice and flammable. He debated sprucing up the place a bit, but decided against it, settling for simply letting his natural fire influence area around him, making it nice and warm. He still wasn’t used to the much colder temperatures of Amity.
“Fiona? Yeah… I’m new.” She was cheery. And A roc. Weren’t rocs generally much larger, and, well, more bird like? It must be the pins. He reached up and fingered his own, currently pined on his shirt. His didn’t actually do anything but Danny said the other students’ did. “I just moved in a few days ago.”
"Hiya Professor, want to answer some questions?" It wasn't 6pm yet, but everyone started socializing, AJ felt left out. Therefore, he picked the Professor to talk. "Which zone we are going to? And would you mind telling me more about P. dragon's habit?" A greeting followed by questions, curious boil is curious and knowing more always mean better.
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2013 7:42 pm
The dragon looked up from his work and smiled. It was a calm smile, passive almost, completely different from the way Elk was approaching other students.
His voice was dry and a little raspy as he spoke, rolling up the map and tucking it into a loop on his belt. "Pygmy dragons are found in many zones, that is what makes them such a versatile, and sometimes tricky species for study. It is my hope that with enough volunteers, we will have observers in many zones, and many eyes are more likely to spot new colouration patterns. Do you know which zones the pygmy dragons are found most frequently in?"
With his infrequent appearances on campus, one could almost forget the supply teacher was indeed a teacher. At least, until he started giving you quizzes.
AJ, the amphisbaena boil looked at the professor who looked just a big older than him. He was dressing in black and red, with some sort of bone accessories. This professor has a good taste, he smiled.
"Don't worry, Professor. I am sure there are more coming. Who doesn't like dragon? Cute and cool." Feeling a bit close to the bone dragon, the serpent dragon patted the back of his professor brightly.
However, he stayed a bit farther when the professor raised a question to test him. Challenge? Quiz? He loves that. "Well - I guess P.dragons of different hue live at different zones? Most frequently found.....maybe the misty plains? It seems to be safer for small species like them." Well, AJ didn't visit every zone, but he didn't see Green P.dragons passed by quite frequently when he was there.
Meanwhile, "What kind of dragon are you?" A voice raised from the tail head aside, with curious big eyes.
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2013 8:41 pm
Fi had to laugh at that, "Nah.. Just a guess." she gave a little wink and watched in amazement as he swung his tail around for her to see. Fiona kept her wings tucked tight just in case her movements caused too much movement in the air. It was hard not to gasp in surprise as she felt the air close to the flame demon warm. That was certainly a talent! Fiona thought cheerfully. She noticed as he reached up to finger the pin on his shirt. She glanced down at her own with a mental shrug wondering if he was pondering her "roc-ness". Fi just smiled again and said nothing, if he didn't ask she wasn't getting into the semantics of species. " I'm new here too, took a little while to get moved in and all that fun stuff. I thought this would be a nice break.". Fiona listened as the professor spoke to another students about the Pygmy dragons.
Momo had noticed the flier as she was moving her belongings into her dorm room. Curious about the dragons she had nabbed a flier and tossed it on her desk while she unpacked. Finally finished and not sure what to do next, she remembered the paper and read it over. She'd certainly had a little experience in trapping though it had been some time ago. Perhaps now would be as good a time as any to mingle into the community? She could certainly do with some fresh air.
Quickly the kitsune made her way to the grounds as instructed. She noticed a few others arriving just as she was. Good, she had been afraid that she might be late. Not sure what to do next, Moriko debated on approaching one of the professors but they both seemed to be preoccupied. Instead, she settled for standing around somewhat awkwardly.
Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2013 9:12 pm
She winked at him trying to be mysterious, he gave her a small smile for it. It was a pretty easy guess, but her surprise when the air warmed amused him more. He hadn’t done it to be impressive, but let her think what she wanted.
The professor’s comments did catch his attention. The dragon didn’t seem like he was addressing the class, but what he said was interesting. The teacher sounded like he would take all the students he could get, well he had no complaints. He returned his attention to the Ghoul “Danny did say there were a lot of new students this term. I’m already unpacked, and a field trip sounded fun. Besides, dragons.”
When the workload of unpacking and cleaning was at a tolerable level to leave be for a little bit of time, the small ghoul finally ventured out of her new dorm to explore her surroundings. It was then, as she gingerly walked through the halls, happily gazing upon those that she passed by did she see the flyers. Olivia stared at the sign a few good minutes each time she had noticed one tacked up in various parts of the school. Each time, reading them word for word, almost to the point of memorizing them.
She had been warned by her parents about several types of dragons before finally coming to the school. But the Wight couldn't imagine that Pygmy Dragon could be in the same league as those. And, besides. She had trekked up a kind of volcanic mountain on the Island of Death when she went on the trip with this school, and battled some Hunters after the Islands had plummeted, how hard could this be? And she'd be interacting - actually staring - and meeting - or watching from a distance - new peers. Biology might not be one of her personal subjects, but this was going to be a group activity in a brand new school. How could she pass this up? (Even though she would have no idea what she was doing).
So, when the time rolled around, Olivia put her best outdoor boots on and made her way down to the Old Theater. Or, well, a little later than she had hoped. Because she got a little side tracked at one turn and didn't exactly know her way there on her first go. But, the blue haired ghoul managed it, happily noting that they hadn't left yet and were still lingering about.
Oh well, it was pretty here.
Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2013 9:46 pm
Unpacking was never fun... for most people. Molan had enjoyed it a bit, as it meant once more putting things back to order as they should have been. In short, things were once more how he wanted them. His excuses for staying indoors running out. Because unpacking was the easiest thing. He really did need to think about classes though, and he had seen a few things. A flyer while on his way to go shopping one day spoke of a class. Sort of. More like a trip into the wilderness to play- with minipets. Wild ones. That might want to bite off a finger or two. Well no big deal, he'd be careful. Bigger, angrier Storm's. And he'd read a book on trapping once, he'd even tried it out a little in his room. Storm had, in fact, fallen for it. Ending up caught in the trap for several hours while he was out for a bit. That bit of a snack an excellent piece of bait.
If he could catch a tiny, mostly tame, Magicat, certainly he could catch a pygmy dragon with similar methods? Maybe. Well that was the thought anyway.
Which lead to him making his way to the area, inwardly pleased he wasn't late. He'd been busy writing a note to stick on his brother's door. Mainly to watch his pets for a few days, and to bribe Storm to behave. Because that little ball of spite was still angry about being well.... 'trapped.' So he was a touch behind schedule, but not much.
A few people also looked like they'd just gotten there, so it was reasonable enough. He'd even taken precaution and only worn a few bells that day. One for each chunk of bangs. Simple enough, better than usual for trying to be a little stealthy. And not get eaten. He'd tried about as much as he was going to. He glanced at the room, feeling a bit improperly dressed. While he was in a shorter than usual jacket for him and pants, a few others seemed a bit more fit for it. Well, he'd always managed before.
He could do it again. Though now he feared the currently pale clothes weren't exactly going to come back the same color. Hopefully no stains. Oh well, no turning back yet. He'd figure it out once they got started, though... the teachers seemed busy enough and the students were sort of milling about. So no real explanation yet? Well then... what was there to do? He glanced at the students around before sighing, figuring it might be best to just be quit. He didn't recognize anyone, and it was easier just to do the class.
A jingle of bells alerted him to new arrivals. He casually glanced at them and then his breath caught in his throat. Blue hair! He blushed as the memory of kiss flashed though his mind. It was only a dream… She didn’t look anything like… he must have just seen them on campus before somehow. Right? And it just overlaid with the dream, right? Her eyes… were very blue. He pulled his own eyes away from her, ignorant that his tail had started burning twice as much and that the temperature had jumped more than a few degrees.
The jingle bell guy also reminded him of someone from that same dream… but he couldn’t place where exactly. He wasn’t the same… but then again his self in the mirror looked a lot different too. Still it was just one long fantasy, made up in his head.
Go talk to her. His inner voice said. What could it hurt? It prodded. He ignored it. Maybe later, he reasoned with it. But Jack was she cute. He tried to focus his attention back onto Fiona, and ignore his surprise at seeing people he thought only existed in a dream.
Raja
not interacting, just observing your existence.
chirigami
Oh hi there!
Theidren
events happened! Well not really, but she gets the full brunt of embarrassed burning. don't forget the post above.
Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2013 12:23 am
It never occurred to her exactly how many students would accessorize themselves with bells. The moment Olivia heard the faint jingling grow louder, her gaze pulled instantly away from watching the conversation that the Professor was having with another student about details on Pygmy dragons. The small ghoul turned happily to the source, hoping to see the familiar pinks and blacks of Amarus when it turned out to be... well, a white haired boil. Her smile faltered a little, still remaining pleasant as she observed the new comer; she'd hate to see someone greeted with a frown after all.
Olivia watched him curiously for a moment, her hands playing with the hem of her sleeves; completely unaware that someone else was looking her way in a perturbed manner. Her bright blue eyes finally turned away, taking notice of someone else who had arrived as well.
Raja
bells!
phantompanther13
Once again, Olivia is oblivious ~
CheshiteKttty
Just letting you know, Olivia is staring at Momo
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2013 12:39 am
Molan really had thought he might have been closer to looking normal for the class. You know, maybe a little. But after arriving he'd noticed not one, but two people starring a bit. It wasn't that odd right? The first, a flame demon by that tail... which really. He wanted nothing to do with. Why was it even burning that much? Hazards that they were. The other was a smaller blue girl who'd turned to stare as he'd arrived, and small maybe wasn't the right word. For once he felt fairly tall, seeing as normally his brother had a few inches that he beat him by.
Both were sort of given an odd look seeing as he didn't get it at all. He'd even gone out of his way to try and match what he was going to be doing. Trapping a small little dragon minipet. This would work just fine. There was no need to stare. Well then again, maybe there was something he was missing. Though it didn't look like she had much more of an idea, she might. I mean, she had been starring, and he certainly wasn't going to ask something on fire about it. At least not when it looked like it was all worked up. Summer was bad enough, he didn't need to start hanging around those things when he got a reprieve from it. Sometimes life made these choices a little too easy. And other times not so much.
Today was just an easy one.
Thus he walked over, giving the girl a small look even if her attention was elsewhere at the moment, it wouldn't hurt to ask. "It's not that odd." And no further explanation was given, or proper greeting. After all, she'd looked first so obviously she'd know right? He flicked his tail a bit agitated over the whole matter. He'd figured a class about catching a minipet should be easy enough to figure out and learn. But people already thought he'd done it wrong?
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Yes, he has a problem with anything on fire.
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He says he's dressed perfectly appropriate. D: Bells included.
Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2013 2:21 am
Gene lingered in the back of the old theatre, keeping an eye on all the newer students. She reminisced on the day she'd first come to the academy, had her first class, her first class (Acting), and her first "field trip." Hopefully this wouldn't be one of those field trips. She was a Hob now, and felt a strong sense of responsibility to protect the Snots should anything happen.
She sent off a text to a few people, trying to get them to come take the expedition. It would be a fun experience, if everything went well.
chimarii
From Gene: Danny, come down to the old theatre? Bring Rikki along, too. Professor Walker is taking us to see some new minis.
Kaiyumi
From Gene: Xiu! Come to the old theatre? Professo Walker is having an expedition, and we may need to help some of the Snots out? Plus I want to see your cute face, but that's just a bonus.
Bittiface
From Gene: Howdy stranger, come down to the old theatre? Professor Walker has an expedition, and it's promising to be fun. Plus, you know, gotta watch out for the Snots.
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Feel free to approach Gene! She's a third year ghost who'd love to take a few of you under her wing!
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2013 2:48 am
Xiu hadn't had much planned for the day, so when her phone suddenly buzzed with Gene's text, the baku took one look at the message before grinning and bolting off. Although she had heard about the expedition in the passing, it wasn't anything that she had paid particular mind to, too focused on various other matters that had been holding her attention at the time. However, now that Gene had reminded her about it and she didn't have anything else left to do...
It didn't take long for Xiu to arrive, and she immediately scanned the area for her friend. Brightening up as she finally caught sight of her, she approached the other ghoul with a little bounce in her step. "Hi Gene!" She chirped in greeting, giving a little wag of her tail and reaching out to hug her, "I'm glad to see you! And thanks for the text--it reminded me that this thing was going on, and I'm always excited to see our newly enrolled!"
Drawing back from the hug, she finally let her gaze flicker over towards all the other students who had gathered. Many of them, she noted, were unfamiliar to her. Or well, she vaguely recalled seeing some of them in the background of the other Xiu's memories--but they were not people who she was personally acquainted with.
...Except one. Noting a familiar face nearby, she lifted a hand and waved with a smile, hoping that Molan would spot her from the corner of his eye.
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