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Human, not human (actual rp)

If you were to pick a field trip destination for this class, which one would it be?

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"You can help him grow a pair," Ryrax immediately replied.


Samuel sighed frustratedly. "Sorry, I forgot to mention. That was Ryrax, he's a lightning beast that lives in my right eye. It's a long story," he said with another sigh. "To answer your question, yes, actually. I was wondering if you could tell me more about this school. The faculty, the campus, the buildings, the students...anything you could tell me would help, honestly, anything at all. Advice is good too."


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Alex sneezed.


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"Ah, Alex...he is a troublesome one," Adrian said, finally wearing a serious face. . "Hmm..." he considered helping her and lasted all of...zero seconds against Anya's expression. "Fine, fine. I'll do what I can. What is the name of this succubus?" he asked.
 
"Well then, guess that means i have to go outside again" walking to the window, he looks outside to see if the crowd had dissipated. It hadn't. "Screw walking through that again." he said, as he shifted into the shape of a small, winged cat, and leaped from the window. Flying overhead the the crowd, he drew from the little power available to him to disguise his form from notice, as he headed towards what he identified as counselors, handing out schedules. How he had missed them on his way in, he had NO idea. His counselor definitely couldnt have been put off by the aura he had been emanating.
 
Anya squealed happily "Thank you, Adrian!" She exuberantly kissed him on the cheek before moving on. Anya really didn't think that much about it; she had done it many times before when thanking Adrian. "Her name is Isolde, daughter of Lilth. She's extremely anti-social and seems scared of almost everyone. But that boy....." Her green eyes narrowed angrily. "I don't want him to ever touch her."


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As Habibah happily unpacked her clothes into the two closets, Izzy set up her computer carefully. Classes would begin soon and she was extremely worried about them. She pulled out the uniform and sighed. It....wasn't her style. It involved a skirt. She really didn't like it.


"These uniforms are sooooooo drecktitude!" Habibah echoed Izzy's thoughts in a different manner. ".....we're going to have to make them look amazing anyways!" She looked over at Izzy, who was floundering through the process of putting on the weird uniform. "....you need a waist belt with that; not a normal belt for pants but one that cinches it in at the center of your gorgeous hourglass figure." Habibah trounced past and dug through Izzy's clothing. "So many t-shirts! Nothing fancy!" Habibah went back over to her stuff and pulled out a black, leather waist belt. "You're going to wear this! And.....you've got some nice combat boots there.....let's put some black tights underneath that since you seem a little unhappy with showing skin!" Habibah was in full "I'm going to make you look amazing" mode and by the time she was done, Izzy looked quite different. Izzy looked in the mirror and was surprised at the look.


"I look sooo..."


"Amazing!" Habibah was getting ready herself, except her stuff involved more jewels and shinies.
 
Adrian put his arm around her shoulder to calm her down. "I understand. I can't guard her constantly, of course, but I'll do as much as I can." He gave her a gentle squeeze. "Don't worry too much about it. I have him in P.E. so at least in that class I can keep an eye on him...and make him run laps if I feel like it," he said and chuckled.
 
"You are too good to me Adrian." The scent of lavender got even stronger as Anya grinned. "Now.....we should plan another trip through the forest soon! There are many new young trees for me to greet! And so many new baby animals! I must meet them all!" Her eyes turned back on him with the same cute look. "And it's just not the same without my favorite Russian werebear along!"
 
Adrian shrugged. "I don't know...I can go through forest just fine by myself. No danger for werebear..." he said with a teasing tone. "I don't know if I need company."


Though he said this, he always had a soft spot for Anya. She was the first one to not be bothered by the fact that he was a werehuman; rather, she honestly seemed fond of it.
 
"I need my werebear there just in case something were to happen!" Anya looked a little mischievous. "Like maybe a nice thorny blueberry patch or a dangerous little honey tree.......?" Her laughter tinkled like the wind did through leaves at night. "I mean, how can I handle both of those by myself? I'm just one little dryad, with a forest of goodies-I mean, danger to go through!"
 
Adrian licked his lips with his long tongue. "Mmmmm....Okay you talked me into it!" he laughed. "How about this Saturday? I think I'll need a bit of relaxation after the first week of classes." He took his arm off of her. "Now, I need to go. I've got half a day's classes to teach soon, so I'd best get cleaned and changed. No peeping!" he said with a wink as he made for the showers.
 
"Like you haven't peeped at me when I'm switching forms!" Anya giggled, twirling dramatically as she became her dryad form again. "....oops....." She did this so much without thinking about it. Her eyes glared at him. "You totally were watching me change! Peeper!"
 
"I totally did not!" He said with a laugh as he walked away.


He totally had.


"Besides, even if I did, that doesn't give you an excuse to do the same! And switching forms and showering are totally different!"


They weren't that different.


"If you're going to peep you could at least have the decency to tell me you are doing it." He glanced at a nearby wall clock. "Bah, I'm getting distracted! I have to hurry!" he said, throwing off the upper robe of his karate gi as he hurried away to the showers. "See you later, Anya!"
 
Anya winked towards the shower as she sent a burst of a beautiful rose scent towards the showers in order to fill the entire area with her rose scent. She meant for it to annoy him a bit, since his nose was extremely sensitive. Her hands flicked as she looked at the dead plant in his office, reviving the orchid with a smile. "Keep blooming, little one. Evenetually, he'll notice you." She had revived this plant every single year for the past five year. Maybe this year he'd notice it. Just maybe. She walked out in order to go rest in her tree, satisfied that her new charge would be taken care of now. Plus, she had something planned with Adrian now! He always made her smile for some reason, though she had yet to figure out why.....She stopped pondering these things as she curled up in her tree for a good nap.
 
Ray raised an eyebrow at the sudden exclamation by the spirit. There was a period of silence, and then he spoke in a completely different dialect.


<Translated from japanese>


"<Well met, lightning spirit. I would ask you give the boy some breathing room while he adapts to his knew environment.>"


Ray sat down at the end of his bed, still gazing at the body shared by two minds.


"Advice on just about anything hm? Well . . . it's difficult when you make it such a broad subject like that."


He paused for a moment, furrowing his brow


"Actually, at least in the immediate future there's one rule you should follow. Stay away from Alezarious."
 
Ryrax was surprised to hear someone speak to him in his native language. He hadn't heard Japanese in years. Samuel hadn't understood exactly what Ray had said, but he caught the words 'spirit' and 'boy'. His face adopted a puzzled expression at Ray's only word of advice. "Stay away from Alex? Why do you say that?" Alex had offered to help him if he needed it. What did Ray think about Alex? What did he know that Samuel didn't?


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Adrian was back in his office, clean, dressed, and waiting for classes to start. He sighed a little: despite his best efforts in the shower he still smelled faintly of roses. Speaking of flowers, that orchid on his desk had been revived. Again. He smiled to himself as he fiddled gently with the petals. She didn't think he noticed that she revived it each year. It always came back more beautiful than its last bloom each time she gave it life, a fact that always gave Adrian a feeling of excitement for the coming year, making him feel that each year spent teaching these kids would be better than the last. Hopefully Alex behaved himself this year, but Adrian wasn't optimistic about that. Adrian redoubled his resolve to watch out for Isolde; not just because Anya asked him to, but also because if there was one thing that got under Adrian's skin, it was a man treating a woman like a possession. He'd gotten some rolled eyes for sharing that somewhat cliché mentality with others, but he held to it strongly. He stood from his desk after glancing at the wall clock: classes would start within the half hour, so he might as well make his way to the classroom. It wouldn't do for the teacher to get there AFTER the students, especially on the first day.
 
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"That man only sees people as one of two things: pawns to be used, or possessions to gloat over. Everything he does, and I do mean everything, is done with that mentality."


Some venom creeped into Raziel's voice as he spoke. He quickly recognized it and shook his head briefly


"Standing up to him on your own would be inadvisable, so I recommend you avoid him. Besides that--"


Ray held his palms open


"Is there anything specific you can think of?"
 
Samuel blinked in surprise at Ray's description of Alex. He seemed nice to Samuel...surely nobody could be THAT selfish...right?


"Uh..." Samuel said, regaining his train of thought, "Hmm...any classes you recommend? I know freshmen are supposed to take P.E. but our other classes are up to our decision and I've...well, how different are the classes here compared to a normal school? Are there any special courses here?"


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Alex yawned as he dismissed a minion of his. He was tasked with finding out who that redhead was and what classes she would be attending. He knew he would probably see her in P.E. at least. Ideally he would be able to deal with her alone, without any tagalongs like that dryad woman.
 
Ray offered a smile to the young man, his demeanor shifting slightly with something else to talk about


"Well, there are certainly 'different' classes. Basically you can divide all courses into two categories."


He held up two fingers to emphasize the point


"The first are courses that you would find in a regular human high-school: math, history, chemistry, mostly mundane stuff. The second courses are unique to us supernatural creatures. Some are restricted to certain species, but they all deal with learning to adapt completely to a human environment. For example: the PE teacher here also teaches a self-defense course. It is specifically designed to teach us how to defend ourselves with human techniques, rather than relying on our powers. I have a list here--"


Ray quickly pulled himself back to the head up his bed, grabbing a sheet from the nightstand


"I can read off a few . . . Human self-defense, proper sealing techniques, a day in human society, the list goes on."
 
Samuel rubbed his chin in contemplation. "I see. That human defense technique course sounds useful. May I see that list?" He looked it over, and found two courses that fit what he was looking for. "Yes, here we go...'Demonology' and 'Blending In' both sound good for fitting in with human society when a certain demon takes up residence in your cranium."


"Hey!" Ryrax said indignantly, but Samuel ignored him.


Samuel handed the list back to Ray. "Thank you very much, Ray. I should probably be going, if I want to make it to the Demonology course today. It starts soon." Samuel bid Ray goodbye for now with a smile, and left the dorms. He travelled across the school grounds making his way to get his classes.


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Adrian yawned widely as he strolled to the large open field where P.E. was held, not far from pond flanked by the two dormitories. It was a beautiful day, and Adrian was excited to see what this year's freshman class would offer. He had three blocks of P.E. to supervise today, though they wouldn't begin for a while. He also wondered if Frank would be making an appearance. Adrian chuckled at that thought: Frank had a tendency to intimidate the new kids, and it was always entertaining to Adrian to see them react to seeing him for the first time.


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"Math, science, and human defense in the morning, then lunch..." Samuel mused, "and in the afternoon demonology, blending in, and P.E." He took a steadying breath. "This will certainly be different than a human school." He arrived at the classroom for math and entered, and immediately realized that he was early. Very early. Not even the teacher had arrived yet.


Samuel sighed. Ah well, might as well find a seat. He took one near the back of the classroom and next to a window.
 
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"Do you have a preference for which side?"


Sanz asked the question as both young men walked in


"I'll take the one on the right. There's an extra window on that side."


Armin threw his bag on the bed on that side before pulling out a sheet of paper


"So, where are you off to after this?"


"English. After that I have Astronomy, then human self-defense."


"Hmm . . . I also have human self-defense. But my classes before that are ancient script and world history."


"Why world history?"


"I've got some fuzzy images of the past, figured it would be good to get some context."


"Ah... maybe we can talk about that later."


Both had started putting on their uniforms as they spoke. Sanz was dressed as expected, though his sleeves were rolled halfway up his arms. Armin, on the other hand, was a tad sloppy . . . on purpose. His tie was loose, and his top button was undone, but he made it work.


"Well, sorry this had to be so short, but I look forward to spending the year with you."


"Same here."


Both men shook hands before leaving the building for class.
 
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Habibah linked an arm with Izzy and started pulling her down the stairs. "We're going to get classes together." The half-goddess smiled reassuringly at the succubus. "Like, let's definitely get P.E. together and whatever "Blending In" is. I'm taking Demonology, but I guess you don't really need that class." Izzy nodded in agreement. "Oh! Our advisor is the same person!" With that, both of them walked in to the office and got their schedules.


Habibah


Morning: English, Art, and Human Defense


Afternoon: Demonology, Blending In, and P.E.


Isolde


Morning: Math, Art, Human Defense


Afternoon: Supernatural Creatures, Blending In, and P.E.


Habibah walked side-by-side with Izzy, almost like a model going down a runway. Izzy was naturally graceful and didn't really have to try quite as hard. Izzy wore a more pseudo-military look, complete with leather, combat boots, and silver dog tags. Habibah looked more glamorous, with a sparkly belt, stillettos, and sparkling jewelry. All-in-all, they were the two best dressed girls on campus.
 
Samuel was daydreaming out the window when the pair walked in, piquing his attention...mostly because they were the first two to arrive besides him. He immediately noticed the redhead and his gaze snapped to his desk, his face reddening a bit. He stole another couple of glances to see who the other girl was, and she looked...foreign? She definitely stood out to Samuel as distinctly different. Her cat-ears were probably why.


Ryrax saw her too, and didn't approve one bit. A distinctly canine growl emanated from Samuel's covered eye, clearly audible in the empty classroom. Samuel froze in embarrassment as Ryrax spoke mentally to him. I thought I smelled something wrong...there just HAD to be a cat...


Whoever the girl was, she seemed to radiate self-confidence and authority to Samuel. Hopefully she was friendly...and didn't take the growling personally.


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"You two share a math course first hour and P.E. in the last," the short and roundish guy reported to Alex, who was twirling a pencil as he sat at the edge of his bed. "I checked and found that the Egyptian-looking woman wouldn't be in the former. Therefore, first hour math is your most opportune class to work your magic."


Alex nodded and dismissed him with a casual wave of the hand. First hour math, huh? He grinned to himself. Good thing he was a morning person... but was she? Alex chuckled at that thought. He would definitely find out.
 
Frank set his backpack on the ground next to some benches in the outer field where P.E. was being held. He noticed Adrian standing there waiting for the new students to show up. "Since is half of day, then must be for running and activity only." Frank mumbled, albeit rather loudly. "Must be first one here today. Guess shouldn't have grabbed backpack, books don't need for run and jump." Frank sat next to his backpack and opened back up his 'Poetry and Prose: A Beginners Guide' while he waited for others to arrive.
 
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Raziel let out a contented sigh before leaving his room. The classes were accelerated for the day, barely enough time to go over the requirements and materials for each class. Afterwards, the grounds would be opened up, in an attempt for students to burn the last of summer from their systems. It never worked, but the idea was nice. He now had an idea as to why the year had started this way . . . he would keep an eye on the naive young man that was Samuel. God-willing he might be able to even speak with the Raiju, as long as he showed respect.


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The english classroom only had a few students when Sanz entered. He took a quick peek at the room number before entering, making sure that he was in the right place. There were a few muttered whispers as he sat on one side of the classroom, but he ignored them. Yes, his right hand was completely mauled, and yes, he had brought a metal scepter with him. Both were symbols of his father, and others could deal with them as they saw fit.
 
Habibah heard the growl emanating from Samuel's general direction and her cat ears flicked back instinctively. It didn't really matter if a dog growled at her though. This wouldn't be the first time. She glanced over at Izzy with a slightly forced smile.


"Go enjoy Math, if you can."


"Sure." Izzy was completely oblivious to that growl and exited the room, cautiously making her way through the masses to the Supernatural Creatures room. She took a back seat immediately and settled in with her laptop, ready for whatever could be possibly thrown at her in a classroom setting.


Habibah didn't enjoy the back or the front of the room; one made it appear as if she didn't care about her grades and one made it look like she was a teacher's pet. She took the very center desk, a safe move. A few of the students whispered at her presence but she ignored them completely. Her golden eyes flitted towards Samuel and narrowed slightly. It was simply a warning glare, hopefully to teach him to show a bit of respect before growling at random people when they walk through the door. Habibah flicked her hand and a scroll and quill appeared in front of her. They were not, however, in her hands. The quill stood ready to write and Habibah relaxed backwards with a smile. Her mother had taught her this in hopes of making her life in the classroom a little easier.


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Anya continued to sleep, a slight snore coming from her tree. The birds came to rest upon it, feeling her soothing aura emanating across the campus. It was on purpose that she slept like this during the first day's classes; her aura tended to help the students to not worry about classes. On the contrary, it made them much more comfortable. In her unconscious mind, she wondered about her other little charge. Anya tended to try to protect any and all that she felt was in need. There was another on the campus that she hoped would find a way back to normality again. But it was going to be a long road.


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The math classes were filled with both freshmen and upperclassmen. What all of them saw was a dark-haired girl sitting in the corner, observing each of them and writing notes. Even when a joke was made, no smile came onto her face. One of the upperclassmen sighed, looking at her.


"Aamor never smiles anymore. But who can blame her?" His words were a whisper. The other upperclassmen were quick to agree, though the freshmen were completely confused by this statement.


Hearing those words from a distance, the girl blanked her mind before memories of days past filled her mind. When the class ended, she handed her notes to the teacher with forced half-smile, saying that she would return later. When she exited the room, most of the students gave her plenty of room to walk out of sympathy. Their treatment of her made everything so much harder though. She wondered where Raziel was. He wasn't the most social creature but she had had a few good conversations with him. And she prayed that Alex didn't find her. There was no way that she felt like dealing with that guy today. Aamor walked to the center tree where she knew Anya was to get herself in the center of the calming aura. There, she began to meditate, oblivious now to all stares and chatter. Here, she was at peace.
 
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Samuel's head was reeling as the classes flew by. As the shortened classes came and went, he started to notice he shared a decent sum with the cat woman and the redhead. Before he knew it, it was time for the last class: P.E.


As he made his way across the grounds, his peripheral vision caught sight of a dark-haired girl, probably a bit older than him, sitting still and quiet beneath an oddly familiar tree. He stared for a few seconds, wondering if there was something bothering her. She should be at classes, right?


Leave her be, Ryrax told Samuel.


What? Why? Samuel replied in confusion. Maybe there's something I can do.


Ryrax growled. Stop bothering with others. Your empathy will get you killed someday. Worry about yourself if you want to survive this school.


Samuel reluctantly took his gaze off the girl, striding off to P.E.


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Alex stretched as he rose from his bed. That was quite a nice nap, if he did say so himself. There was no point in going to the shortened classes. He could be more productive in his dreams...though P.E. was next, and he rather wanted to burn some energy. He grinned to himself as he fixed his tie and exited his room.


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Samuel had been standing around for almost five minutes with the other students, waiting for P.E. Apparently, the teacher had been here but he'd left rather suddenly. Where had he gotten off to?


The question was answered as a very imposing man sprinted to the field, clutching a delicious-looking sandwich in one hand. Not like he could do anything with the other: he had no left arm at all, not even a shoulder. Even then, he was massive: muscular and tall, he towered over everyone. When he spoke, his Russian accent gave away his heritage. "Sorry about that," he said with a grin, "Got the...how you say...munchies! Welcome to P.E. I am Adrian Borskov. That's Mr. Borskov to you all," he said with a lighthearted wink. "I have a very open approach to your physical education. You may do as you please in my class: sports such as football, soccer, basketball, tennis...you can even spar to blow off steam. Though if you prefer relaxing, just take a stroll around the campus with a friend or two. As long as you aren't sitting still, I have no issue." He took a massive bite of sandwich, chewing it briefly before swallowing. "That's really all I have to say. Go! Have fun!"


Samuel couldn't quite wrap his head around this teacher. He seemed harmless and friendly, yet he gave off this aura of absolute confidence and power. Even Ryrax expressed hesitation to cross this man. Samuel opted for the more relaxing option, and began to aimlessly stroll through the grounds. He tried not to make it obvious that he was heading for the redhead. It wasn't too hard to reach her, all things considered.


"Ahem," Samuel cleared his throat politely to get her attention, having approached from behind. "Er...hi," he said awkwardly when she faced him. He could feel himself reddening just because she was looking at him, but he was determined to do this right this time. "I, ah...well, I feel I've not done a proper job of a first impression," he said somewhat apologetically. "My name is Samuel..."


"...and I'm Ryrax," Ryrax interjected with his own introduction. "The pleasure is all his," Ryrax added, which caused Samuel to flinch redden more.


Samuel offered his hand to shake. "May I ask your name?" he asked with a slight and nervous, yet sincere, smile.
 
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Raziel was not one for skipping classes. In fact, when he had first come to this academy he had refused to miss a single minute of any class. He had since learned to be a tad more flexible when required. And he found himself leaving his final period behind. He had long since fulfilled his PE class, where the majority of freshman were currently, and missing a twenty minute introduction to a class would not be inexcusable. The young man stopped his walk in front of a tree he'd visited more than a few times during his years here, and was unsurprised by what he saw.


"Aamor, do you mind if I sit here?"


He sat down cross-legged a few feet away, not waiting for an answer. He and Aamor had spoken occasionally, and he watched her demeanor completely change after that summer.


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Armin had to raise an eyebrow while in PE. This man was their teacher? He seemed a bit . . . lax. Yet something in his soul, perhaps a life long ago, told him that this was a man you did not want to get on the bad side of. He let out a sigh and looked around for others and what activities they were doing.
 

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