07-22-2009, 07:09 AM
(This post was last modified: 07-22-2009, 07:09 AM by Frisk E. Coyote.)
OOC: Heh, sounds like you had fun! Welcome back Miaaaan!
IC:
Nero's brow twitched. Did the Professor's kid just call him Fuzzy? No one's called him that since he was a sophomore. And since he needed the place to stay badly, he couldn't so much as touch the kid the wrong way. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. A breeze ruffled the long tuft of fur on his head, his mane (which he had styled in a way that resembled hair, simply because he liked the way it looked). It cooled him off and annoyed him at the same time.
"To be fair sir, she was wavin' her ass at everyone, it was bound to happen!" Nero said defensively, recalling having banged Tamika at least thrice before, though he was only the first in a long line of males.
"Jacob. Half human. Got it. Nice to meet ya Jacob. Welcome to Hell. High." The wolfish sub-demon greeted the half-blood, not bothering to sound sincere at all. "I understand Professor, my 'affairs' are already in order," He raised and shook his rucksack, which carried the only essentials he needed; pants, a coat and a fur grooming brush he had acquired from a friend. "thanks again for accepting me." He nodded, and went back to his seat in the back, only because he'd block everyone else's view of the front with his massive frame.
"I answer to NO master." Nero snarled at Mochi dangerously, releasing a sudden burst of murderous intent, making the gravity feel a bit heavier. He controlled himself, binding the killer's presence. He was trying to be on his best behavior this year. He reminded himself again and again that he wanted to be a teacher, but that wouldn't happen if he didn't work out at least 70% of his aggression and temper issues. "And the last time someone tried to neuter me, they ended up a eunuch. Get me?" He growled lowly, almost playfully, licking his sharp fangs hungrily. Hmn. Was that a butcher's knife? Was this half-blood a summoner or a conjurer? At his age? Nero speculated that it was an illusion. No freshman or junior was powerful or experienced enough to create something from nothing just yet, so he was either a summoner or an illusionist. His train of thought was interrupted by Mian.
"Dude- no! You gotta sit through this lesson with me! I dunno if I can hold back from mauling something, I haven't had breakfast yet!" He argued, scowling. Mian was pretty laid-back, and no matter how much Nero growled or snarled or snorted, he only ended up calming down around the Elf. Having Mian around would increase the chance that he wouldn't do anything too gory this year. "If you leave I'll mark ya!" He threatened, lifting a leg for emphasis, indicating that he would urinate on him. "You know how hard it is to get rid of that smell!"
"I am a Faebeast," Chomp replied as he walked beside the halfblood. "one of the lesser known clans. Its a normal misconception that Faebeasts are Zoanthropes or Werepyres for we have no human form. I take no offense to your question. May I ask what you are? You smell... human." He snuffled, pressing his nose against Joshua's shoulder slightly, nudging him with it as he sniffed. "and somewhat demonic." He added as they arrived at the classroom.
IC:
Nero's brow twitched. Did the Professor's kid just call him Fuzzy? No one's called him that since he was a sophomore. And since he needed the place to stay badly, he couldn't so much as touch the kid the wrong way. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. A breeze ruffled the long tuft of fur on his head, his mane (which he had styled in a way that resembled hair, simply because he liked the way it looked). It cooled him off and annoyed him at the same time.
"To be fair sir, she was wavin' her ass at everyone, it was bound to happen!" Nero said defensively, recalling having banged Tamika at least thrice before, though he was only the first in a long line of males.
"Jacob. Half human. Got it. Nice to meet ya Jacob. Welcome to Hell. High." The wolfish sub-demon greeted the half-blood, not bothering to sound sincere at all. "I understand Professor, my 'affairs' are already in order," He raised and shook his rucksack, which carried the only essentials he needed; pants, a coat and a fur grooming brush he had acquired from a friend. "thanks again for accepting me." He nodded, and went back to his seat in the back, only because he'd block everyone else's view of the front with his massive frame.
"I answer to NO master." Nero snarled at Mochi dangerously, releasing a sudden burst of murderous intent, making the gravity feel a bit heavier. He controlled himself, binding the killer's presence. He was trying to be on his best behavior this year. He reminded himself again and again that he wanted to be a teacher, but that wouldn't happen if he didn't work out at least 70% of his aggression and temper issues. "And the last time someone tried to neuter me, they ended up a eunuch. Get me?" He growled lowly, almost playfully, licking his sharp fangs hungrily. Hmn. Was that a butcher's knife? Was this half-blood a summoner or a conjurer? At his age? Nero speculated that it was an illusion. No freshman or junior was powerful or experienced enough to create something from nothing just yet, so he was either a summoner or an illusionist. His train of thought was interrupted by Mian.
"Dude- no! You gotta sit through this lesson with me! I dunno if I can hold back from mauling something, I haven't had breakfast yet!" He argued, scowling. Mian was pretty laid-back, and no matter how much Nero growled or snarled or snorted, he only ended up calming down around the Elf. Having Mian around would increase the chance that he wouldn't do anything too gory this year. "If you leave I'll mark ya!" He threatened, lifting a leg for emphasis, indicating that he would urinate on him. "You know how hard it is to get rid of that smell!"
[Outside]
"I am a Faebeast," Chomp replied as he walked beside the halfblood. "one of the lesser known clans. Its a normal misconception that Faebeasts are Zoanthropes or Werepyres for we have no human form. I take no offense to your question. May I ask what you are? You smell... human." He snuffled, pressing his nose against Joshua's shoulder slightly, nudging him with it as he sniffed. "and somewhat demonic." He added as they arrived at the classroom.
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