‘Blue Moon’ Academy is not well known for its sports programs, nor is
it known for its fine art or theatre. If a person was to hear of ‘Blue
Moon’ Academy it was for one of two reasons. One, they wished have
someone killed, or two; they are someone with a bounty on their head
and wish to gain protection.

‘Blue Moon’ Academy is a place where students of any race between the
ages of seven to eighteen learn the skills of the ‘Death Trade’.
Killing or protecting they learn to take out their target with
precision and ease. If a person was to hire one of these students they
would have to first go to the ‘Death and Protection’ offices and
submit an application, the office would then contact the Dean at ‘Blue
Moon’ and the Dean would then look at a list of ready and able bodied
students.

Freshman – Year 1(7-8)
Year 2(9-10)

Junior—Year 1(11-12)
Year 2(13-14)

Senior—Year 1(15-16)
Year 2(17-18)

Elite – Any year or age in the Senior division. These students show
the most promise and complete their jobs better and faster than most
expect. They earn special privileges such as extra courses, early
later classes, or even one or two fewer classes.

Classes-

Beginners Stealth – Learning the basics of stealth and its usefulness.
(Freshman Year 1)

Shadow Walking 100 – Learning to use the shadows to hide your
approach. Pre Reqs: Beginners Stealth. (Freshman Year 2)

Shadow Walking 200 – Mastering the skills you learn in 100. Pre Reqs:
Beginners Stealth and Shadow Walking 101 (Junior Year 1)

History of Weaponry – Learning the origin of weapons. (Freshman Year 1)

Weapons: Theoretical Use – Learning the theory of weapons use. (Freshman Year 1)

Weapons: Practical Use – Practice using multiple weapons in combat.
Pre Reqs: History of Weaponry and Theoretical Use. (Freshman Year 2,
Junior Year 1)

Weapons: Specialization – Become specialize in weapons use. Pre Reqs:
History of Weaponry, Weapons: Theoretical Use, Weapons: Practical Use.
(Junior Year 2)

History 100 – History level 1. (Freshman Year 1)

History 200 – History level 2. (Freshman Year 2)

History 300 – History level 3 (Junior Year 1)

History 400 – History level 4 (Junior Year 2)

Snares and Traps 100– Learn to set and detect traps and snares.

Language 100 – Learn different languages level 1. (Freshman Year 1)

Language 200 – Learn different languages level 2. (Freshman Year 2)

Language 300 – Learn different languages level 3. (Junior Year 1)

Language 400 – Learn different languages level 4. (Junior Year 2)

Languages Advanced – Perfect any language you have learned. Pre Reqs:
All Language classes. (Senior Year 1 and 2)

Dance - Counts as a physical ed credit.

Sword Dancing - This class takes grace and moblity above everything. Pre Reqs: Dance and Weapons Practical.

Obstacles - A class that teaches you to quickly over come physical obstacles. All Years must take

Politics Basics: Learn the fundamentals of the world of politics. (Senior, year 1)

Politics, Advanced: Learn to dance around your opponent and lead him to do exactly as you wish him to. (Senior, year 2)

Etiquette, Basics: Learn how not to make a fool of yourself while visiting a foreign kingdom, and avoid making any grave insults (Senior, Year 1)

Etiquette, Advanced (Senior, Year 2)

Tactics, Basic: Learn the basics of tactical movements. Learn to read your enemies and plan ten steps ahead. (Junior, Year 2)

Tactics, Advanced: hone the skills you learned in basics. (Senior, Year 1)

Please apply here: http://www.menewsha.com/forum/commun...post1766300394

Add a Character profile and a list of what classes you would be taking.

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Character Profiles

Senior, year 2

Played by: I-Strawberry

Name: Alexzander Knight

Age: 35 (Looks 17)

height: 5’10”

Race: Neko

Major: Assassin

Sexual Orientation: Straight

Weapons: A Kanata he call's Asa

History: Alex mother is a Noble Neko. One night his mother met his father (A peasant) and did the dirty deed and they got Alex. When his grandfather found out he was not happy at all. Alex quickly disowned his and his mother gave his up to his father to raise, so humiliation wasn’t brought on the family.

Alex than lived with his dad until he was able to attended Blue moon Academy. After he turned 11 (In human years) his father remarried a human women along with her human daughter whim also began to go to Blue Moon Academy

Personality: Alex is that boy who people consider the jock. He likes stop, plays sports, eats and breathes sports! Alex isn’t one of the suck up rich kid jocks. He tries to be friends with everyone. He is A big pushover and softy. He also isnt the smartest cookie in the cookie box.

Alternate Form: Just add ears and a tail and you got his other form.

Year: Senior Year 2

Schedule:

Politics, Advanced

Sword Dancing

Languages Advanced

Etiquette, Advanced

Obstacles

Politics, Advanced

Senior, Year 1

Played by: Allanasha

Name: Atreas Kinger

Age: 15

Height: 5'8"

Race: Human (mostly)

Major: Sword for Hire

Sexual Orientation: N/A. He’s never thought about it. Too involved with his schoolwork to worry about relationships.

Weapons: Sword, dagger, bow ‘n’ arrow

Magic: He gets ‘feelings’, gut instincts that generally turn out right.

History: For as long as anyone can remember, his family has been swords for hire. It is rumored that they can trace their lineage all the back to Lord Ulier Kraegon (who was the submissive mate to a shadow demon), but they have never confirmed nor denied that particular rumor.

From the time Atreas could walk, he was taught about Duty and Honor and exactly what they meant to his family. He was also taught how to fight; his endurance was constantly pushed, as it was with any of their family.

At the beginning of his second freshman year, his father was killed while protecting the neko prince. He was pulled out of school for exactly one week to help bury the man, while his older brother (Senior, Year 2) was pulled out of the school indefinitely to take over as head of the family.

He doesn't have any friends, just a couple of aquaintances that he doesn't mind talking to if he has to. He's very much a loner, and he likes it that way ... of course, he's never known it any other way either.

Personality: He will not stand anyone weaker being picked on. As such, he is often seen as the protector of those in a younger year, or those not quite as advanced. He is generally emotionally repressed, and no one has ever seen him smile, or laugh, or even become angry. As such, some have come to call him the Ice Prince, though never where he could catch them.

Year: Senior, Year 1

Schedule:

Dance, year 5

Languages, Advanced

Sword Dancing, year 2

Obstacles

Politics, basics

Etiquette, advanced

Played by: LenGe

Keith Lin

Age: 14, but his 15th birthday is coming soon and you bet he’s expecting presents.

Height: 5’8”

Race: Asian vampire

Major: sword for hire

Sexual Orientation: Straight and staying that way. Not unless he gets confused again by those feminine boys again.

Weapons: Chinese reclining moon blade; impressive name, impressive weapon. It is still actually hard to maneuver despite his years of practice.

Magic: Doesn’t believe in magic and unsure if he has any. Refuses to practice magic even if he did.

History: ‘Keith’ is yet another alias for the boy. He was given to an ancient Chinese branch family whose duty is to protect the rich and spoiled fatties of the main branch. Keith knows that his future, job, boss and probably even his wife is already settled and decided. This upsets him as his freedom is growing increasingly limited as he grows and there is a feeling of a noose closing upon his poor neck. However, he’s never argued against the will of the family head. Well, not in front of his face at least.

He has had many names and faces and feels a bit lost in all the deceit, not really sure who he originally was. Keith knows what his purpose is but sometimes feels that there is more for him.

Personality: An energetic guy who is somewhat missing in the brains department. The reason why his family turned to this school is due to a certain complication that has something to do with the fire that sprung up at their home a few days before they left him and his luggage at the school gates. Keith is used to being the butt of many jokes so he is tolerant and humorous. However, punch his buttons one too many times and he’ll snap on you.
Keith is still a eager student who knows he is lacking in every sort of way and desperately wants to get in the elite section of the student body. He also wishes to participate in every class this school has, albeit magic related ones.

Alternate Form: Nothing really changes when he’s a vampire. His skin grows paler (no dumb sparkling) and his night vision grows sharper. This also has a down side as he might get temperarily blinded by any bright light.

Year: Senior, year 1.

Schedule:

Snares and Traps 100

Languages Advanced

Dance

Sword Dancing

Obstacles

Politics Basics

Etiquette, Basics

Tactics, Advanced

Played By: Mayuka

Name: Ashtiri

Age: 205 (Looks 16)

height: 5'5"

Race: Elf

Major: Assassin

Sexual Orientation: About 2/3 straight, 1/3 lesbian.

Weapons: twin elven blades about 23", and one full-sized elven sword.

Magic: Whatever her mood, it seems the whole area takes an aura that matches. Not very strong magic. Her mother and father were magical-late bloomers so they always assure Ashtiri that her real magic will present itself later on...IF it does at all.

History: Her life was never too exciting, just normal. Both her mother and father went to the Blue Moon Academy and graduated with honors; both have great jobs. So everyone expects a lot of her, sometimes she thinks she will let everyone down.

Personality: Quite moody, gets mad easily. But when she's having a good day, Ashtiri seems to always be smiling. She makes friends easily and is always loyal unless someone breaks their loyalty to her.

Alternate Form: None...yet

Year: Senior-yr 1

Schedule:

Dance
Sword dancing
Obstacles
Politics Yr 1
Etiquette Yr 1
Tactics Yr 1

Played by: I-Strawberry

Name: Aubrey Knight

Age: 16

height: 5’2

Race: Human

Major: Assassin

Sexual Orientation: Straight

Weapons: Arm blades

Magic: Aubrey can Play with fire and not get burned. Well sort ove she has no problem heating her body up to a higher Temperature. She opes one day she'll be able to create her own fire.

History: Aubrey’s real father left her and her mother when she was just 3. After that it was just her and her mom until she turned 10 when her mother met her new stepfather while buying her birthday cake at the store. After that the rest is history.

Aubrey hated her stepfather for the next few years. She had always feared that he would disappear just like her real dad, but it didn’t happen and as time went by the two got close to each other slowly. Her step brother Alex on the other hand ,the two were like twins. When Aubrey played Baseball Alex played baseball, when Alex broke his arm, Aubrey sprang her ankle.

Personality: Aubrey has the tomboy attitude. She is loud and not afraid to tell someone if there wrong. She will however not admit that she is wrong. She is also strong headed, stubborn, honest, and she will push her self to 110%.

Year: Senior Year 1

Schedule:
Dance

Tactics, Advanced

Languages Advanced

Etiquette, Basics

Politics Basics

Obstacles

Junior, Year 2

Played by: AlphaWesternWolf

Name: Traystin (Tray) Carmine

Age: 14

Race: Half elf

Major: Assassin

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual, he feels that love is love no matter where it comes from.

Weapons: Katars

Magic: none

History: It is said that the Carmine family are related to the summoner who tamed the 'Sacred Beast' that once roamed the lands.

Growing up an only child Tray was always studing, he never had many friends and only found amusement in his books. When he began attending Blue Moon his parents were not too happy but he assured them that everything would be fine.

As his studies grew he became more and more open, interacting with a few students during breaks and even becaoming friends with his dorm mates.

Soon after entering the school many of the teachers noted his studious habits and soon he was placed in higher classes. This of course only made Tray happier, he enjoyed learning.

Personality: Tray is friendly and very good natured. He isn't one to talk much but once he gets to know someone that changes very much. when it comes to his school work he is very serious, as anyone can tell just by looking at his schedule.

Year: Junior, year 2

Schedule:

Languages, Advanced

Obstacles, year 4

Politics, Advanced

Etiquette, Advanced

History 300

Tactics Advanced

Played by: Obsidian Raven's Song

Name: Chiyako Tsukino (First name means 'Child of a Thousand Nights' and last name means 'Moon Field')

Age: 203 (appears 14)

Race: Shadow Demon

Major: Mercenary

Sexual Orientation: Straight

Weapons: A long sword made of darkness and two daggers with black blades though she mostly relies on her magic

Magic: Shadow manipulation and other shadow magics

History: The Tsukino demon family is an ancient demon family from Japan. They have always been mercenaries and will work for anyone, no matter their race or standing. Each generation has been sent to Blue Moon Academy to study for becoming mercenaries.

Once a part of the Akahoshi family (means 'Red Star'), the first Tsukino separated because they wished to follow a different path then that of the Akahoshi's, who slaughtered humans or whatever race they could get their claws on for fun. To ensure that his line would never commit such acts, he tried to teach them to be human.

The Tsukino family has always tried to blend in with humans, to act like them. Every generation, they appear more and more human, since they are raised that way. Chiyako is the thirteenth generation of Tsukino. She doesn't have much interaction with other demons, especially shadow demons. She sometimes has trouble with other people since being raised as a human even though she's a demon has left her with a bit of a split personality. Her grades are average.

Personality: Being a shadow demon raised as a human, she has developed a bit of a split personality. She has tried to separate the demon she is from the human she wishes she was. Most of the time she is quite and thoughtful and doesn't interact much with others. If you can get her to open up however, you will find someone who's there for you whenever you need them. If you can get her in a very good mood she may open up and be a bit more outgoing, though she doesn't often show that side of herself.

On the other hand, when she loses control of herself she becomes very violent. She enjoys causing pain, both emotional and physical. When she loses control she tends to go on a rampage since she hasn't 'let the demon out' in a while. She has very good control that doesn't effect her emotions or personality (mostly) and can go for weeks without snapping.

Alternate Form: (Picture number 2)

Year: Junior, Year 2

Schedule:

Shadow Walking 100

Weapons: Practical Use

History 200

Language 200

Dance, Year 4

Obstacles, Year 4

Teachers

Played by: Mirana

Name: Coralee Savannah Coryth (Ora for short)

Age: A lady never tells! ...Well, okay, 27.

height: 5"6'

Race: Human

Major: Teacher! Majored in Dance though... at a different school.

Sexual Orientation: Straight. She thinks.

Weapons: Two chakra, the circumference the length of her forearm. A sword, though it isn't sharpened.

Magic: Strange contortionist. Not sure if it's really magic or not.

History: Raised as a momma's girl, she lived her mother's dream to be a ballerina until the age of fourteen, when she decided to try all different forms of dance. With a keen interest in ballroom yet never leaving her traditional interest in ballet, she experimented and found fluency with most forms of dancing. She graduated at the top of her class in Dance, making her mother very proud. When a friend suggested that she try sword dance, she took to it like a fish in water - and soon integrated different sorts of weaponry into the dance techniques. This friend worked at Blue Moon Academy, and managed to get the magicless (unless her dance ability is aided by magic, which is quite possible) a job teaching dance, and assisting in Swordsdance training.

Personality: Being clumsy with everything but dance, Ora learned to be very apologetic and quick to try to fix things - even if it meant accidentally messing them up further. She is flighty, often charging forward without thinking. Having concentrated on dance her whole life, she missed out on a lot of socialization and is quite challenged when it comes to the opposite sex (unless dancing with them!) Trying to always be benevolent, but doesn't make the best decisions, makes her intentions kind but the result isn't always. Secretly she's a romantic at heart, dreaming of when Prince charming will sweep her off her feet.

Alternate Form: None

Year: Two and a half years teaching.

Schedule:

Dance
Swords Dance
Assists in the office afterwards,
Hallway patrol.

Played by: Obsidian Raven's Song

Name: Rodán Eadith

Age: 44 (Appears 28)

Race: Neko

Major: Teacher

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual

Weapons: His claws as well as several daggers and small knives. He's a martial artist as well and can use a short sword, though doesn't often.

Magic: He can talk to cats and take on the form of a cat for a short while

History: Rodán is Irish and his name means 'lively', which describes him perfectly. The Eadith family has always lived in Ireland going after whatever profession is available at the time. In the past they have been farmers, merchants, servants of a royal court, they have even served in the military. Rodán used to be an assassin and lived for his profession. He has since left that trade behind (not far behind mind you) and has decided to take up teaching. Even as an assassin he still had a fun loving personality. He is fluent in many languages and can pick them up easily. Has a slight Irish accent and doesn't like his last name too much.

Personality: He's a bit of a drama queen and very flamboyant. How he ever got a teaching position is anyone's guess. He's a tease and loves to play around but is serious with his students and won't tolerate any horseplay (unless he initiates it). He gets his students to call him by his first name. He believes that just because they're studying the art of death doesn't mean they have to be gloomy and unfriendly. He tries to lighten up their lives a bit.

He does have a darker side and can be very cruel when he wants to be (but he typically doesn't). He usually only shows this side of himself when he's fighting or being threatened.

Alternate Form: (Picture 2)

Schedule:
Language Courses
Shadow Walking Courses

Played by: Allanasha

Name: Aleana Resitre

Age: 414 (Looks 21)

Height: 5’9”

Race: Elf

Major: Teacher

Sexual orientation: Straight

Weapons: N/A … unless her flawless manners can be considered a weapon

Magic: N/A

History: Aleana was raised a lady’s maid. Her family worked inside a manner, and at a young age, she helped the young mistress (Keera) and kept her company. In return, Aleana was allowed to sit in on Keera’s lessons, drinking them down like it was her lifeline. The young lady, was very important, and when she got older, would travel to several different countries, and so they were taught everything.

People often said that Aleana was more a lady than Keera was, who would have rather been outside climbing a tree than inside doing her lessons. Despite their vast differences, Keera and Aleana did become friends, and trusted confidants. Aleana was with her until Keera died. The time seemed to flash by for Aleana, as Keera was only a human. It had been odd to watch her best friend grow up and die when she was still no older than 200.

She stayed with the family for sometime after that, teaching the next two generations the manners and grace she’d been taught with Lady Keera. At 400 (14 years ago) she was recruited to work at a school, to teach the only thing she knew how to teach. Etiquette.

With blessings from the family, she worked with, Aleana accepted and moved to Blue Moon Academy.

Personality: Aleana is a lady at heart; graceful, kind, and generous. She is hard to frustrate, and hard to anger, though she is by no means a push over. She expects everyone to work hard, and turn in their assignments on time. If there is a problem, she will listen to them, and then try to work with you so that you will pass her class. She has been known to stay after school with a student or two, helping them with what they don’t understand.

She always appears a little sad, though no one knows why.

Alternate form: N/A

Schedule:

Etiquette

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Schedules:

I think I got them all without too many mess-ups. Please tell me if there were ^_^

Senior, Year 2

Alexzander - Elite

Period 1 Politics, Advanced
Period 2 N/A
Break
Period 3 Sword Dancing
Period 4 Etiquette, Advanced
Lunch
Period 5 Languages, Advanced
Period 6 Obstacles

Senior, Year 1

Atreas - Elite

Period 1 Dance
Period 2 Politics, Basic
Break
Period 3 Sword Dancing
Period 4 Etiquette, Advanced
Lunch
Period 5 Languages, Advanced
Period 6 Obstacles

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After School:

Tactics, Basic


Keith - Elite
Period 1 Dance
Period 2 Politics, Basic
Break
Period 3 Tactics, Advanced
Period 4 Etiquette, Basics
Lunch
Period 5 Languages, Advanced
Period 6 Obstacles

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After school:

Snares and Traps
Sword Dancing

Ashtiri
Period 1 Dance
Period 2 Politics, Basic
Break
Period 3 Sword Dancing
Period 4 Etiquette, Basic
Lunch
Period 5 Tactics, Basic
Period 6 Obstacles


Aubrey
Period 1 Dance
Period 2 Politics, Basic
Break
Period 3 Tactics, Advanced
Period 4 Etiquette, Basic
Lunch
Period 5 Languages, Advanced
Period 6 Obstacles

Junior, year 2

Tray
Period 1 Politics, Advanced
Period 2 History 300
Break
Period 3 Tactics, Advanced
Period 4 Etiquette, Advanced
Lunch
Period 5 Languages, Advanced
Period 6 Obstacles


Chiyako
Period 1 Dance
Period 2 History 200
Break
Period 3 Weapons: Practical Use
Period 4 Language 200
Lunch
Period 5 Shadow Walking
Period 6 Obstacles

Reserved:

Misc.

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Posting order (new people will be added to the end of the list):

AlphaWesternWolf
Allanasha
Mirana
I-Strawberry
Obsidian's Raven Song
Mayuka
LengGe

A tall woman with long black hair and matching black feathered wings
stood behind a tall podium before the entire school.

“Another year begins today.” She began. This was Ramnakua Enal
Daltize, also known as the Dean.

“Most of you know the rules, but for those newer students here they
are. There is to be absolutely no fighting in the halls, save
that for the sparring rooms only.” Her blood red eyes scanned the
large gym as she looked into the crowd. “I would like to see each and
every one of you here today graduate and become some of the best of
your professions, so please…don’t make me have to kick you out because
you decided to fight in the halls with someone over something
trivial.” She grinned, her pointed fangs flashing in the fluorescent
lighting.

A few students laughed nervously while looking amongst themselves.

Chuckling the woman shook her head. “Now please, have fun, make
friends…and do your homework.” With that she smirked lightly before
stepping down.

As soon as the welcoming ceremonies were finished, Atreas stood and began making his way towards the door. Once or twice, someone called to him in greeting, and he responded with a simple nod of his head. He really had no desire to talk to anyone ... unfortunately, he knew it was only a matter of time before someone decided to talk to him.

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Aleana watched the students leave with a small smile. It was good to see them back again. The school always felt so .... lonesome without them to fill it up.

Ora looked at her watch briefly, as she had done over thirty times in the last twenty minutes. She couldn't help but feel jubilant at the start of the new school term, and hardly noticed that she was shifting her feet as she helped direct the flow of students from the main auditorium and into the hallways. She loved the smell - the cottony scent of fresh clothes, the woodchip aroma of new pencils, and a sweet yet clean smell of individuals who showered that morning as they walked by.

She recognized a few of the students as they walked by, ones she had taught in previous years, a few that were in her classes again.
Shifted feet. A watch check.
Pretty sure she had seen Atreas as he walked by (out of the corner of her eye) she tried to wave and say hi, yet the boy had slipped into the crowd without a sound. Ah, well, She decided, He's in my first period class, according to my syllabus. I can say welcome back then.

Aubrey watch as the students slipped in and out of the crowds. She began scanned the crowds for the person she was looking for. A few people came and walked up beside her, they smiled, and greeted her, asked how she was, and than went on their marry ways. Finally after walking a few more feet she had saw what looked to be the back of his head . Aubrey ran up beside her older brother while bumping into a few people. “ If I didn’t know better, I would say your hiding from me,” her eyes brow raised as she stated this.

Alexzander smiled as he walked to his Politics, Advanced class. His eyes held a small twinkled, he loved the first day of school. The younger kids always confused and had no ideal where they were going, seeing all his friends from last year that he hadn’t talked to over the summer, and his favorite part was the energy everyone gave off. It was the kind of energy that only appears when school starts. He himself gave the same felling off.

He notice his younger step-sister by him and smiled at her. “ Why would I be hiding from you? Don’t you have a class to be getting to,” he asked her with his eyebrow raised. “Well yes,” She relied while trailing off. Alexzander gave her a questioning look. Aubrey looked away and her check heated up. “I forgot were it is,” she mumbled.

Alexzander couldn’t help but laugh at his sister, it was cute how she had a natural blush spread a crossed her face. “Fine I walk you there since its close to my class,” he said looking at her. Aubrey (still not looking at him) mumbled a what, Alex thought sounded like a 'thank you.'

Chiyako sat silently throughout the Dean's speech as well as the rest of the opening ceramonies. This was her fourth year at Blue Moon Academy, and as such, her fourth time hearing the speech. It hadn't changed much year to year so she didn't really feel the need to pay much attention. When they were dismissed Chiyako stood and walked to her class alone. She didn't have many friends, though she was a kind person at heart - mostly. The demon that she knew she was sometimes gave her a bit of a mean streak. Not that she liked it.

Looking at her schedule she saw that her first class was Dance with Ms. Coralee Coryth. Since this was here first year in dance class so she had never actually met Ms. Coryth, though she had heard she was a kind teacher and very good at dance. She sighed and tucked her schedule away. Hopefully the other students in her class were nice too. She'd like to get to know at least one person this year.

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Lounging in his chair, Rodán watched the crowd of students during the opening ceramonies. Most of the students, even the new ones who really should have been paying attention, weren't. Not that that was anything new. Same thing happened at every school. When everything was wrapped up he pounced out of his chair to help direct some students to their classes. His first class of the day was Language 100, meaning he was about to meet the new freshmen.

He grinned and began to get all excited. He enjoyed being one of the first to greet the freshmen; new minds to pick and mold. Lots of them tended to be quiet and shy during their first few weeks but most of them eventually warmed up to the school and its staff. The students who were outgoing from the get-go were the most interesting. He always looked forwards to how they would turn out.

.Ah yes, another new year at school..Another year closer to being another year older... Ashtiri made her way through the crowd of old and new students to her first class. She was glad Dance was first period because that would make for a good day, or at least it should. The entire last year, Ashtiri only made two friends. One whom ended up leaving the school and the other who had died in a tragic accident on the school grounds..One student went on a rampage to kill..Ashtiri's friend was unfortunate enough to loose his life.

As Ashtiri stepped into the classroom, she noticed some faces that were in her classes last year. Too bad she had never really got to know them..Oh well, life goes on. She proceeded to drop her bag in a locker and start stretching along side one of the far walls, completely emotionless..She was still dreaming of sleep..

"ATREAS! You bastard!!! Don't go and ignore an old pal!" Pushing(more like shoving) his way through the throng of annoyed students near him, Keith took a running jump and aimed a playful flying kick by Atreas's head. "How was your summer?! I see you did not take the time to go get a good tan," Keith laughed ",it's ok, I didn't either. That and garlic would be the end of me." Walking alongside Atreas, Keith sported a wide grin and waved to any other passerby. "Hey! Ashtiri!" he yelled as he spotted his classmate. Calling out the names of several other students who were in the same year as him, Keith finally calmed down enough to use an indoor voice. "Sooo," he said, leaning in at Atreas ", what classes do you have this year?" Shaking his head, Keith added ",if your in my classes again then please go easy on me this time--I haven't fully recovered from that blow you gave me in that last match." That was a joke as his bone had healed but he didn’t want to go through reconstructing it again.

Rubbing his arm absentmindedly, Keith hummed to himself. This was his year! He was finally elite! The schoolwork would be harder but he’ll enjoy flaunting his position and getting the extra benefits that came along with it. Like how no freshman will challenge him when he cuts in on the lunch line ever again. Keith frowned. Wait, this couldn’t be the only bonus. Ah, nevermind, he can think over it at some other time.

Not far behind Keith a boy with auburn hair jogged up to walk beside
the upper classmen, just on the opposite side of Atreas. "Hey," He
grinned, his golden eyes shifting closed before opening once more. "Oh
hello Keith...heard you got Elite, good job." He continued to grin
before looking back at Atreas, "They stuck me in advanced classes
again this year so I should be in a few with you." Blinking a few
moments he saw his class room fast aproaching. "Sorry guys, I gotta
get into my Politics class....they stuck me in advanced. Should be so
fun." The sarcasm in his voice was more than evident.

Atreas' eye twitch, but he ignored Keith. He'd gotten used to it over the years. The boy just couldn't get the hint that he wanted to be left alone. He was also kept from replying by Tray's appearance, causing his eye to twitch again. Between the two of them, he practically never got a moments peace.

"Work hard," he told Tray before heading forward once again. His first class was Dance, one of his favorites actually.

Ora hummed as she walked - grooved, rather - down the hall. Her feet could hardly contain her excitement. "First class, first class," She half sang, giving everyone she saw cheery smiles, mostly met with confused looks. She took the staircase, three stairs at a time, nearly knocking people over as she extended her legs. "Excuse me," singsong voice ringing out.

She arrived at her classroom - my classroom, she thought with joy - and entered. Already a few students were waiting, hanging out at the back wall, but not enough to be her full class.

Watch check. Still time before class.

The floor was shimmering, the fresh varnish still slightly fumigating from two weeks ago. Ora wasn't too worried, as excitement, dance, and sweat would soon change the smell of the room. She dropped off her clipboard onto her desk, then went to open the storage room door.

She took a step in before turning on the light.

Ora froze, her face paling.

There was a centipede on the storage room floor.

It hardly took Ora a second to climb to the top of the doorframe where she clung to it, staring at the centipede with intense fear.

Alexzander walked with Aubrey to her first period. “See you later,” he mumbled. She looked at him and nodded, “You too.”

Aubrey walked over to the teacher and asked, “What are you scared of?” She looked and saw the centipede, her eye twitched and she hid behind Ora. Aubrey loved most bugs but the one that scared her we’re the ones with more than 6 legs. She peeked over Ora’s shoulder, ‘So unnatural,” she mumbled looking that the creature.

Alexzander sighed and headed to his Politics, Advanced class. Not that he had a choice, Alexzander would have rather just avoid the class altogether, but he needed it to pass, so he was stuck with it. He opened the door and walked into the class room. He took the seat up front and next to the window, and rested his chin on his hand waiting for someone to enter the class so he may have someone to talk to.

Opening the door Chiyako entered the dance room. The room was fairly large; it needed to be for all these students. She looked around, trying to find a place to put her bag. Spotting the lockers, she placed her bag in one and looked around the room again. She noticed the woman who must be the teacher standing frozen in the open doorway of the storage, then suddenly she was clinging to the top of it. She couldn't say she had ever seen a human move that fast. Another girl walked into the class and went over to the teacher. She looked to be a senior, and quickly hid behind the teacher as well.

Curious, Chiyako walked over to the storage room and peered inside. She immediatly saw the centipede and a small smile appeared on her lips. Chiyako didn't like all bugs but she found centipedes almost... well cute wasn't the word but it was the closest thing she could think of. Walking forward she picked up the small bug and placed it gently in the palm of her hand. "I take it you don't like bugs," she said softly. Moving over to the window on one of the walls, she opened it and dropped the small critter outside. She knew no harm would come to it from the small drop, though she imagined it must have seemed like miles to him.

The funny sight of the bug incident was the last little kick-in-the-butt Ashtiri needed to wake up fully. She looked around the room at the others more closely this time and estimated how they would be now and then how they would change throughout the school year..Just a little game to occupy her mind before class started. It was something she always found entertaining to do during the first day of classes... As the teacher and other student finally gathered themselves from the experience, Ashtiri knew this school year would be different than anything else she had experienced...Normally at what just happened and also what she just realized, Ashtiri would've had a smile on her face but since last year, her smiles seemed to be less and less until they disappeared all together...Oh well, such is life.

As she put her stretching band into her bag, Ashtiri walked the five feet to the lockers and threw the khakki-coloured fabric bag into an empty box, closed the door and joined the gathering of students for dance class.

Keith followed Atreas into the dance room and detached himself from the guy to give him some space. He had noticed that Atrea's eyes had twitched as the students were all trained to pick up the tiniest bit of movement. This could be unconventional when someone tried to fart. The class wouldn't laugh at anyone who did that but there would be this stiff silence that told the horrible lawbreaker that they knew everything. Reaching the small lockers to store their stuff, Keith kicked off his shoes and inserted it in the cubbies. During lessons, he tried to keep a serious face that told the teacher that he was commited to whatever move and whatnot they were teaching. He scanned his classmates for another friendly looking face. Of course, everyone in his class came from different backgrounds. Most were usually born into a family of prestigious killers and had things to live up to and all that. This would explain why everyone was so stiff to him and seemed to glare at him when he spoke to them. He had given up on trying to get the cold looking ones to become friend's with him; Keith struk lucky on finding Atreas. He shook his head but realized that he shouldn't let his mood dampen because of that. This school needed to relax it's atmosphere more; sure this training is important to killing but still, this is high school. Where was Aubrey? He knew he could count on that girl for some good fun in this class. Taking great care on his footsteps as he approached her, Keith hissed a ‘boo’ when he got close enough. Stepping back and doing a customary ancient chinese bow that his family had instilled upon him whenever a female presence should be near, Keith looked up with a solemn face and hoped that his eyes wouldn’t betray his real self. Then again, Aubrey already knew what he was like. “Would you like to be my partner for the dance, Mademoiselle Knight?” he said with a mock French accent and an equally false tone of being serious. He dropped the fake guise soon enough and took a step forward to squeeze the girl in an effectionate hug. Releasing her, Keith grinned and repeated the question he gave Atreas ",So how did you enjoy your summer? You should've gotten a tan." Keith shaked his head slowly as though disapointed ",you humans never get how lucky you are. I've always wanted to get another complexion." This would have infuriated the head if he saw but that was exactly the point.

Meandering in Tray sighed as he plopped into a seat rather unceremoniously. Looking around he saw only one other person there, he only knew that the other was of the Knight family and that he was an upperclassman. Til;ting his head slightly he frowned before looking around the class. He really hated politics. Alright maybe not hated but he didn't care for them for the most part. Lounging back in his chair he crossed his arms behind his head, keeping his balance perfectlky before again looking towards the upperclassman. After a moment he fixed his chair so that all four legs where again on the ground, let his arms fall to his lap and leaned forward. With a grin he looked to the older student.

"Hey..." He said with a tilt of his head. "I'm Tray, Tray Carmine." He stuck his hand out in front of him in a friendly manner.

Atreas had no true regrets as Keith left him upon entering the classroom. Without really stopping to pay attention to the teacher and girl huddled by a doorway, he made his way to the lockers and put his bag in, closing it afterward. He then turned and glanced around the dance room, taking everything in. There weren't too many students. Then again, this was really a class that shouldn't be overstuffed.

Leaning back against the locker, he stifled a yawn. He couldn't wait for the class to start, at least then he'd wake up.

Though it didn't really show, he was excited for the start of the school year. He'd just never been very good at expressing things ... except his annoyance. He was very good at that ... not that anyone really paid attention to it, it seemed.

Shaking his head to clear it of thoughts, he pushed himself off the lockers and moved towards the other students.

"Ashtiri," he said, as he stood next to the girl. He imagined it sounded rather ... impersonal, or cold, depending on how the girl wanted to look at it, but it was how he always sounded. It drove his brother crazy.

Ora, with the centipede drama finished, couldn't quite remember what she had been going into the storage room to find, and backed out. "Thank you," She said to Chiyako, "Those things, they are just so... scary."

In any case, Ora was glad to see the students understanding that they were to put their belongings in the lockers in the back. She had also made a sign that asked them to remove dirty shoes before stepping onto the hardwood floor, and in her syllabus was instructed what sort of shoes were appropriate for class.

"Welcome back, everyone," Ora beamed, "I'm going to start handing out the syllabus now, anyone who is late can pick them up later. I'd like you all to note the attendance policy, attendance and participation is what this class is built on, so absences must be accompanied by a note. Or a very, very creative excuse, and the excuse must be both spoken to the class then performed as an interpretive dance."

Aubrey smiled at Keith and hugged him back. She looked at her arm, she really wasn’t tan. Her tan was already beginning to fade. “My summer was boring, and you are lucky you only have one skin color you can’t get skin cancer,” she said poking Keith’s arm looking at his pale skin. “Wait do vampires even get skin caner,” she asked tilting her head? She took two syllabus, handing one to Keith, and keeping one for herself.

Aubrey realized he had forgot to switch her shoes. She of course had been wearing her tennis shoes. She quickly slipping her shoes of and putting the correct ones on. She took her shoes and put them in her locker before joining the rest of the students in the class once again.

Alexzander looked at the kid for a few moment he was trying to place the boy’s face in his mind. The boy introduced him self as ‘Tray’. “I am Alexzander,” he said while shaking the Tray’s. He hated politics, or it was not that he hated politics it was more or so that he hadn’t a clue how they work.

“I hate politics, what about you,” he asked titling his own head? He thought he might as well strike up a conservation until the class started, also he wanted to avoid the awkward silent’s the might fall on the two.

Chiyako mumbled a soft "No problem," before walking to a little unoccupied corner of the room. Slowly she began stretching out her stiff muscles, trying to loosen up before the lesson began. She didn't go off on her own because she didn't like or know anybody here, she just had a natural urge to isolate herself. It probably had something to do with the shadow demon she was surpressing.

Since it was her first class she had no idea what to expect so she just continued to stetch until the teacher began to speak. She silently drew closer and listened as she spoke about attendance policy and almost laughed when she told them they would have to act out their excuse in interpretive dance. However, she didn't know whether she was serious or not. She had never had this teacher before.

The iridescent light from the ceiling started bugging Ashtiri's eyes out already. It was obvious that she hadn't been in school for a while. She looked around at the other people absent-mindedly before setting her eyes on one of the new girls in the class.She looks shy...If it had been last school year, she would have cheerfully introduced herself to the new people and befriend them, but this year was completely different now. She didn't feel happiness anymore. One of the more seasoned students that Ashtiri knew came and stood next to her. An almost emotionless voice came from him saying her name. A hint of a smile almost appeared on her closed lips; he was like her. At least she wouldn't have to worry about him thinking she was weird because of her emotionless manor. "Atreas" She said cooly. "I think we may have to stick together on this one"Ashtiri jokingly gestured at all the bubbly, giddy, and laughing faces around them. That was the closest she came to cracking jokes at any time..Ashtiri slightly wondered whether they would have to pair up for today's dances or if it would be solo practices. Not that it matter much to her..