Once hearing that Aysel agreed with him about how the male teacher seemed a bit 'clumsy'. Makoto actually let out a small chuckle as he began to take his attention from the two adults speaking to look around the rest of the entire outside, it had seemed many more other younger teens and some older looking ones were coming toward the school as well. Each and every one of them, seemed to had been speaking with one another as well. At least, everyone was starting to get to know each other before the school would actually start. So when she had brought up the fact that they were both at a lack of information, Makoto just gave a little nod of confirmation as he continued to look outside rather than look back at her. "You think they'll mind if we ask them a few..questions?"

((Man...I hate writers block..v.v))

"Hmmm... I have a feeling that they'll have some sort of pool, or a lake, because of the water nymphs and other such creatures." He said, "As for where I live, an old ramshackled shack in the middle of no where. THis is a huge step up from that."

"I live in a farming area but we live in the woods." Maria looked at the school again. I wonder how they would feel if I slept outside.

"I hope there is water around somewhere. I know that about ten minutes walk from here there is a creek though. It had really nice clear water. Very good drinking water." She turned to look at Dimitri. "Wow, that sounds kind of lonely."

"EH.. you get used to it over the years," Dimitri said, nonchalantly, "People don't bug me there and I can do all the reading I want. I graduated college last year but i had to do it online and never really got a prom or anything so i missed out on all the good things about high school. That's why I'm here, a second lease on life." he said, smiling. "So, you don't like math," indicating Marie, "you love the water but dislike anything land based," indicating Mizu, "and I can't play sports for the life of me. That's nice."

"That is right." Mizu said, amazed at how well Dimitri could pick up on things. "You live in very nice places," She commented to the both of them, "But middle of nowhere is no good." Or at least what she thought. Understanding that people can be annoying and frightening, to her at least, she wouldn't be able to live anywhere without water-life. Her spirits lifted when Maria mentioned a creek, at least creeks had bugs and running water, it would seem a little bit like home.

"I just can't imagine that. I went to homecoming last year but ended up fixing the dj's equipment instead of dancing. Sounds like you got us pegged good." She smiled at Dimitri.

Then she looked at Mizu again. "Thanks. I certainly enjoyed my home. Lots of places to run out there."

She placed her hands on her hips then looked over at the teachers. "So, what do you guys think about going and bugging those teachers. If we don't have to go to class today I want to go look around."

"Bugging those teachers?" Mizu asked, it was another expression she was unfamiliar with. This time she couldn't comprehend what it meant in the least. This was probably going to occur often. "I know what 'debugging' means, but it is a term for the computer."
She was happy that there wasn't any class today, that would give her time to fix up her room a bit once she got settled.

Maria blushed. She had forgotten the language barrier. "Um, I mean should we bother them. Or go talk to them." She tried to figure out how to explain 'bugging' but she couldn't come up with anything.

"Well.. It looks like the less creepy, colorful teacher is leaving. WE could go and bother the other creepy one." Dimitri said, smiling.
"As for living in the middle of no where, it's not that bad. Real quiet though. I suspect that it won't be so quiet around here." At the statement that she fixed a DJ's equipment he smirked. "You really fixed a DJ's equipment during homecoming. And I thought I was going to feel odd about dances." he said with a smile, "And I can barely set up a computer."

"Hm... we could. Or I could run after the other teacher and stop her. I doubt it will be quiet." She looked around trying to imagine that. "I sure did. Second song it started smoking, but I got it fixed pretty fast. Ended up ripping the back out of my dress though so I had to leave. I love fixing things. I've been building computers for a couple years now. I'm horrible at math and barely remember dates but I can have a new computer built in a week." Before transfering to this school she had built and sold three computers making a grand total around $10,000. She was really proud of that fact. She planned on making a living building computers since she doubted she could do anything else.

"Oh." Mizu said, understanding. "That is not nice, though. To talk would be good." 'Bugging' someone was a bad thing, apparently, and Mizu didn't happen to be so keen on that. In fact, ever since she had been fished up out of the water she never had a bad thought or intension to anyone. When you were a fish you had to fight for territory and try not to get eaten, but it was different on the surface. Things like grocery stores and insurance existed, so none of that was needed.
"You really like computers, Maria?" She asked, which was more of a comment, but she had made it sound like a question.

Maria laughed. "Well bugging is meant in a mean way but I usually use it when I mean about talking to someone when their doing something. And yes, I do like computers. I think it was my choice of rebellion. My parents don't like new technology like computers or cell phones so I became very interested in them." In fact the first computer she had built had been from parts of computers her school had thrown out. She had snuck them home and demantled and remantled them in her room in the middle of the night. It had taken her a full month to finally get one running. Her mother walked in one morning to find her on the floor tweaking the final peices then turning it on. Of course they had been mad that she had hide it but they had been proud.

Aysel shrugged at Makoto's question, "Not sure." She'd been thinking the same thing herself, but hadn't yet decide whether or not approaching the man and woman to ask questions so casually like that was alright. Then again, what could be the harm in simply asking a few questions? Taking a few steps towards them, then turning to look over her shoulder at Makoto, she grinned, "You coming with?" Then, hesitantly, she would walk over in the direciton of the man and woman that she suspected to be teachers.

"I have never used a computer, so I certainly cannot build one." Mizu concluded, I am envious of your ability to do that. Your parents are old-fashioned?" She asked, not knowing why someone wouldn't like technology. Mother Marie and Father Jean did have a computer, but Mizu was always too afraid to touch it. Electricity scared her in general, but she did have a cell phone that she kept with her at all times in case she ever wanted to contact her beloved mother and father.

Maria smiled at the thought of her parents. "There not so much old fashioned as just different. Their shifters and hippies so they just didn't like much that isn't nature. If they had their way we would live in a tent and still on the commune." They had even talked about moving back when Maria was older but finally decided not to because she loved their home.

Dimitri looked around and nodded as the girls talked. He didn't mind just listening. He was starting to get a head ache and he numero visum was getting to him again. The outline of people was beginning to look like something from the matrix, all numbers and no substance. He thought bout the school year and what was to come.

Hearing the reply to his question, Makoto just scratched the back of his head smiling nervously. This wasn't exactly turning out too well for him at the moment, he was only given a letter that told him to come here. It didn't even tell him much, not even anything about what to bring with him or anything; it just told him to come here. He was expecting some of the staff members to had been waiting for them and ready to tell them what they were to expect at this academy. All of a sudden though, when Aysel had ended up walking toward the two adults talking; his eyes flung open immediately in shock as he tilted his head just standing there watching her. Walking up toward the adults and just randomly asking him some questions might had been a good idea, but at the sametime Makoto felt as though that could be rather dangerous at the fact that, who knew how they would treat others. When Aysel had turned around only to ask if he was coming along, Makoto jumped slightly and nodded. "O-o-oh y-yah. I'm coming." he spoke, with his voice sounding rather nervous and unprepared. Jogging up to her, he began to approach the adults along with her hoping to get some information. Once approaching the two adults, he had noticed how they looked even older up close; everyone was of course, but at that time, Makoto had completely forgot about that and just waved slightly at the two of them. "H-hi. Uh-uhm..c-can you hel-help us?"

((Abby walked away awhile back to go to her classroom. For the sake of this I'm going to make it so she walked very slowly.))

Abby heard students come up behind her and ask the other teacher something. She sighed knowing from experience the other teacher wouldn't be the best at helping them. So she turned back around and went back. She winked at the male teacher. "Sounded like you could use some help."

She turned to face the students. She took a moment to look at each of them then finally settled on the red haired boy. I think he is the one that spoke. "Hello all of you. What is it I can help you with?" She raised her hands to encompass all of them and then the entire school. She let them drop back down and without thinking took the stance she was most comfortable with. She stood with her hands on her hips with the right hip pushed out a little bit.

Mele was saddened when the female teacher was leaving 'Noooo the angel is leaving~!' On the inside he was weeping but on the outside he looked like a nervous wreck. He was shaking and his face had turned pale even tough he wasn't scared at all it looked as though he saw a ghost. Just then two students approached him, this startled him however. So in a panic he began to laugh uncontrollably like a Frenchman that just heard a joke"Ho Ho Hon~" Realizing the students came for help he began to panic even more which caused him to laugh even harder on the outside. When Abby came to assist him he was enlightened 'Ohhh~ What a nice ole' chap!' for some reason Mele's thoughts sounded like a British man again. Unfortunately Mele was still in a panic so he was still laughing behind Abby and the joy he felt from having Abby help him caused him to look angry. The anger combined with the laughter just made him look like and evil French conqueror. "HO HO HON!!" he laughed tilting his head back slightly, he looked like he had just murdered someone.

((Sorry for the late response been busy -.-'))

Hm... So this is the place... A blond boy walked onto the school grounds with a cheerful look on his face. He had a good feeling about this school. It was a very nice change from the small Italian village he came from and it sent tingles up his spine when he thought of meeting new people. Especially if those people were cuties. The smile on his face grew as he scanned the large school grounds.

Out of all the students, he noticed a male-female duo heading over two a larger group of people. As he looked around a bit more, he saw a peculiar sight underneath one of the few trees in the area. A large coffin was leaning against the trunk of the tree and a punkish looking girl was standing right next to it with a scowl on her face. Before he knew it, he was heading over to her. Once he was close enough, he gave the girl a charming smile. "Hello. Nice coffin you have there miss...?" He waited for a reply so the conversation would not end up one-sided.

Rose looked up to a blonde boy,"Hmm?" She looked at the boy, then looked up at the sky,"What do you want?" She asked, not really feeling like talking. Really? A boy? Was she that hated by the world? Sure, a girl would've been nice, but then again, she had an easier time talking with guys. She kept her eyes up, then looked down and back to the eyes of the blonde boy in front of her. She was a bit ticked off by the boy's smile, it angered her how guys thought girls were the most innocent things in the world. Well, too bad for him, she was extremely hard to crack.

Opening her coffin, she was unaffected by the cold air that burst out from it. Instead, she sighed contently and put her water bottle away, before rummaging for a few minutes and closing the door. In her hand was a popsicle, sticking it in her mouth, she asked again,"Do you need something?" Though, it wasn't as harsh as before.

Lorenzo shivered when the girl in front of him opened the coffin. It wasn't from how scary it looked. He's seem much scarier things. It was the cold. He shivered again, happy that she closed it and watched her munch on a popsicle. All the while, he saw just how annoyed she was when he spoke to her. She seemed antisocial, but that wouldn't stop him. That tough act made her even more charming.

"I just wanted to say hello." He responded, the cheerfulness in his voice still eminent, "And to start conversation. I must have offended you from coming out of nowhere. My name is Lorenzo Moretti." He extended a hand to the rebel girl.

Rose looked at his hand, obviously thinking about whether to take it or not. She sighed, he would pester her all day if she didn't. Taking his hand, she shook it,"Rose Pandemonium, great to meet'cha." she said sarcastically. She slid down the tree and sat. Looking up at Lorenzo, she said,"You just gonna stand there and look dumb?" She asked, raising an eyebrow,"You gonna sit down or what, I'm pretty sure none of those people know what to do around here." She gestured to the large group over near her.

Rose stretched, and yawned ever so softly,"I'm bored..." She mumbled, then looked to Lorenzo,"Hey, what's your name...Lorenzo! You have any talents? I'm bored right now...." Rose yawned again, there seemed to be some sort of jet lag that started to take effect. Finishing her popsicle, she felt reasonably better. Looking at Lorenzo irritably,"And don't think that we're friends just because I accepted your presence, I can still kick your ass whenever." Rose scratched the back of her head, her brown curls bounced slightly at the small breeze. Why did she talk to him? She wasn't sure, but she knew she would've been pestered by him endlessly either way.

"Nice to meet you Rose..." Lorenzo wasn't able to finish because the whirlwind called Rose immediately sat down and spouted off remark after remark. It should have seemed biting to him, but the blonde couldn't help but smile as he knelt down beside the punk. After a few moments of trying to remember the order of her questions, he spoke again.

"I don't really have many talents. I could do this." He opened up his hand and a few tiny balls of light floated above his palm. He pointed at the lights with his other hand and got them to swirl around between him and Rose, all the while letting them grow to a size of a closed fist. "I hope this doesn't bore you. And I don't doubt your words. I'm pretty sure anyone could kick my ass." He chuckled softly as he continued to have the lights around them dance. He really had a yearning to make this girl smile, but he knew that might be quite hard to achieve with a girl like Rose.

Rose's face went from a scowl to a look of pure awe. "What is that?!" She said, trying to poke at the small balls of light, though she was ultimately failing since they kept passing through her hand. "It's like a firefly!" She added, her lips twitching into a smile, which she solely resisted. "You're lucky you have something cool, all I can do is make lots and
lots of ice." To prove it, she cupped her hands, and waited for a few minutes, then, she opened them, there was a small rose made entirely out of ice resting in the palm of her hand. "It's not as interesting as yours, mine just makes people really cold at times."

She patted Lorenzo on the shoulder,"I like you, and that talent of yours, though, I'm predicting I'm going to regret this later, for now, you and I are friends!" Pointing her thumb at herself, she said,"Call me Rosie, or Pan, all my friends call me that!" Nodding, Lorenzo's last comment about kicking his ass shocked her,"Really?! Anyone can do it?! What kind of guy are you!?" She half yelled, waving her arms about.

"Later on, maybe I'll teach you how to fight if you want Loren.~" She had given him a nickname, in exchange for him to call her Rosie, or Pan. Since being called Rose annoyed her to no end, even her foster parents called her Pan, due to her hatred of her first name. After her small speech, she resumed to her attempts to grab the fist sized balls of light.