07-17-2009, 06:26 AM
OOC: Since the Classes themselves are not completely set up Ima basicly throw everyone into the Bloodlines class for the first period, whether or not you attend thats not my Problem. :P By Prof. Glen's XD Nd Mochi you forgot something.
~Jacob~
Damn, this guy is a fast talker.... and note to self, Elves don't shake hands....... Boner? Why do I not like the sound of that.. possibly a Demon.... Possibly a big one.... oh no.... Father you buffoon, how dare you let me find my own way around this school!
"A-actually Mian was it? I really do need to get to..." He paused and looked dazed, what was the class.... "Blood Lines...." he said softly, quickly turning his head, not knowing who this Boner was... he shivered, "See... Prof. Glen is my Father and I'd rather get to class quickly then try to face his anger from being late... or possibly eaten..."
~Prof. Glen~
Hmm, Lets see who I have this semester... Ah Jacob of course, by request he knows to little of the Bloodlines to not have this Class. Nero Savagebone? Hasen't he already taken and passed this Class... oh well, maybe he wants to recap... Chompenrau Schwarzwald? Well thats an Interesting name, I don't believe I know the Child
Prof. Glen rose up and turned his head to a tiny Fae, She was a Pure Blood Pixie Sprite
and by her blood barely 8 inches tall with long slender wings, "Mrs. Truva, I want some Information on Chompenrau Schwarzwald. His Papers have very little information and I would like to know if we need special conditions for such students, we don't want something to happen like last year with Zansuri, The Japanese Gargoyle."
Mian.... heh why am I NOT surprised. Joshua Armstrong, Oh he is a Thunder Demon... Or Part Thunder Demon... He will have to be seated in the Metal Chair.... Dark Leonheart A Digimon? Honestly why are they allowed here... Not even Magical beings in any true perspective just bits of Data Manifested in the Real world. . . yet I cannot be prejudice, im a Teacher.
A few moments later he started to sort papers and with a flick of his wrist, the Classroom was full of Large Lab tables, with three chairs to each one. Text Books appeared on his main table stacked high and enchanted not to fall, upon the Books was written, "Blood-Lines" on the Chalk board words appeared, "Today's Subject, The Vampire Pathogen" and next to it "Homework, None" his class was ready now all he needed were the students.
~Jacob~
Damn, this guy is a fast talker.... and note to self, Elves don't shake hands....... Boner? Why do I not like the sound of that.. possibly a Demon.... Possibly a big one.... oh no.... Father you buffoon, how dare you let me find my own way around this school!
"A-actually Mian was it? I really do need to get to..." He paused and looked dazed, what was the class.... "Blood Lines...." he said softly, quickly turning his head, not knowing who this Boner was... he shivered, "See... Prof. Glen is my Father and I'd rather get to class quickly then try to face his anger from being late... or possibly eaten..."
~Prof. Glen~
Hmm, Lets see who I have this semester... Ah Jacob of course, by request he knows to little of the Bloodlines to not have this Class. Nero Savagebone? Hasen't he already taken and passed this Class... oh well, maybe he wants to recap... Chompenrau Schwarzwald? Well thats an Interesting name, I don't believe I know the Child
Prof. Glen rose up and turned his head to a tiny Fae, She was a Pure Blood Pixie Sprite
and by her blood barely 8 inches tall with long slender wings, "Mrs. Truva, I want some Information on Chompenrau Schwarzwald. His Papers have very little information and I would like to know if we need special conditions for such students, we don't want something to happen like last year with Zansuri, The Japanese Gargoyle."
Mian.... heh why am I NOT surprised. Joshua Armstrong, Oh he is a Thunder Demon... Or Part Thunder Demon... He will have to be seated in the Metal Chair.... Dark Leonheart A Digimon? Honestly why are they allowed here... Not even Magical beings in any true perspective just bits of Data Manifested in the Real world. . . yet I cannot be prejudice, im a Teacher.
A few moments later he started to sort papers and with a flick of his wrist, the Classroom was full of Large Lab tables, with three chairs to each one. Text Books appeared on his main table stacked high and enchanted not to fall, upon the Books was written, "Blood-Lines" on the Chalk board words appeared, "Today's Subject, The Vampire Pathogen" and next to it "Homework, None" his class was ready now all he needed were the students.
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