NeonRain
Galactic Princess
It was almost noon and students had been flooding through the gates to the school grounds for almost three hours now. The gate to the school grounds was a large archway, towering thousands of feet into the air, was also a dimensional portal that connected to many other gateways allowing students to walk through the other gateways, and exit out of this one. The school was called Magma Core for a reason, it was suspended above a massive lava lake, at the top of a gigantic volcano. There were massive stone bridges leading all around campus. The main one led to the main entrance but also forked midway to lead to the left where the Student Dorms were, and to the right where the Teacher's Living Quarters were. The structure of the main building itself was massive, like a gigantic castle fused with a gothic cathedral. The windows were special to allow vampires to stand at the windows without burning in the daylight. The school itself was lit with bioluminescent tiles on the flooring and pillars that supported the ceilings. It was very clean.
One thing students could note was the sudden eruption of magma into the air, a large draconic beast springing to the wait while twirling some. The wings of the beast sprung open as the dragon started to fall, thankfully there was another teacher perched on a spot on the roof and used their powers to shift the magma to sparkles so they didn't harm the students. The grand entrance of the headmistress was... over the top. The dragon swooped down over the crowd of students, guiding just over their heads, well, a good hundred or so feet above them. You could really feel the wind as she flew above. She lifted herself, flapping her wings as she steadied herself, landing on the archway and turning, looking out over the sea of students. The beast reared her head back and drew in a deep breath, the scales along her throat started to glow a deep purple color as the fire in her belly ignited and she let out a loud mighty roar, spreading her wings to emphasize her size. After sitting straight up she curled her tail around the arch to stabilize herself and proudly puffed her chest out, soaking up the awe from students. Venesha certainly sought out the admiration of others, and she was most certainly soaking it up right now. Her scales glittered as the sun's rays danced along her body, and her large curling horns adorned her head like a crown. She was terrifying, sure, but she was also a certain level of awe-inspiring, and hse loved to play on both of those factors. She looked as though she might lean down and snack on a student, but she would never.
Draco has been observing his mother's behavior from the ground below, or rather the bridge below. Watching her soak up the attention with pride was embarrassing and uncomfortable, and seemingly for only one party. The party that belonged to the lone child of the headmistress. Watching her as she perched, and looked about at all the new and returning faces, she spotted Draco leaning against the wall near the entrance to the building. She folded her wings flush against her body and her nostrils flared as smoke was released from her snout, a loud rumble echoing within her, and then a chirp like noise as she beckoned him over. To any non-reptile, this might seem threatening, but really, it was the call of a mother who wanted to affectionately snuggle her son in front of the whole 7,000 student population. Oh grand.
The male uncomfortable sighed and pushed himself off the wall, it was best to not disappoint mother after all. Reluctantly he took his shirt off, allowing nubs to form on his back and soon they expanded and grew into his wings, his white hair became shorter and his horns were soon visible. He was thankful that he could at least shift and have pants after shifting back later. After moving to the side, his arms began to cover in scales and he lept from the side of the bridge, diving down to the lake, and finishing his shifting just before he touched the molten rock. He opened his wings and caught himself, unlike his mother he wasn't one for theatricals. He returned to the gateway, landing next to his mother and perching carefully. He wasn't the best of landers... he was pretty close to being horrible at it.
Once he was perched properly the, larger than his body, wing of his mother was affectionately wrapped around him and he earned the nuzzle of his mother. Well. So glad everyone can see that. Gonna die now. As a teen boy, he wasn't entirely enthused for what she was saying after she stopped nuzzling him. "Isn't this grand darling? All of these young souls communing to one area, nesting themselves so far from home, all with the same drive to learn?" Venesha spoke with such a shrill light hearted tone it made Draco feel sick.
"Mother, I truly doubt they are all here to learn. More than some of them are here because their parents told them they must attend." He pointed out and his mother pouted, sighed, then looked about the students again.
"I suppose that's true." She stated calmly and looked back to her son, her head hardly moving as her huge eyes focused on him. "That isn't the point though, bubby." She chastized and he hissed at the nickname, what a childish name for a boy his age. Sure, he was still a boy, but he was much too old for such a name. "It is extremely detrimental you learn and understand why we must learn these things, here at this school, and why our family holds it." She stated while eyeing the unhappy and annoyed spawn that she brooded for five hundred years. Though Draco didn't have much of a choice really, his mother had only one child, and it was the first born's duty to take over as head of the school come the age of maturity. Or, the untimely death of the previous principal. Whatever came first really. Draco half listened, and half zoned out while eying students as his mother went on and on. She mentioned how tiring it was to run the school, but how it was truly a task that could not be passed to just anyone.
Sleep... now that was a topic. Being a dragon, if he so happened to fall fast asleep, he could sleep for years and wake up well-rested, ready to go for a few years after the fact. But since he was on a school schedule, he had to attempt sleep in the eight to ten hours students were given to sleep. He knew, however, knew he wasn't the only one suffering. His mother had been on this schedule for years, and when she retired she would finally be able to sleep a few hundred years. A few other dragons attending the school in some way or another would also be in hell, the schedule was a strict one. He knew that was what grandpa was doing, sleeping. He had only seen him once, and that wasn't even in person, it was in videos played by his mother who had recorded them when she was Draco's age. Recordings of the great man who had a picture on the hall walls to the principal's office. According to his mother, the man fell asleep a few days after he retired, in full dragon form, and is said to be sleeping in the basement of the castle for a school building. Though those doors are locked tight with many spells, and three large golem guards, no one has gotten in for 1,500 years. Whoever wakes his grandfather, if not the only recognizable family member, or a friend of his, will likely become an old dragon's snack.
Nigel pranced along the stone bridge, his hooves clicking rhythmically as he looked about the crowd of students. He slowed his pace as the gigantic dragon lifted from the lava lake. She did this every year. He remembered his first time seeing the Headmistress, he about pissed himself from both fright and amazement. He had never seen a dragon before he had attended this fine educational building. But now, four years of going here, he has met plenty of fine beings he never even dreamt of, and it brought so much joy to his heart. He loved to see new things and meet new people. Back at the herd, it was the same old same old. He hated that. He watched as the young son of the Headmistress joined her on the stone arch, he was much smaller than she, but it was because he was still young. At least that is how Nigel understood it. Watching the two for a moment he turned and continued in the direction of the dorms, all the buildings had a gothic cathedral kind of look to them, but the main building was the largest by far. And with the helpful signs specially made to be read in every language, it was easy to find where the dorms were even if you didn't know the giant ass building to the left was the Student Housing area.
Once inside the building he sighed softly to himself and paused at the doors, stepping aside and waiting impatiently. He was promised to meet her here, to see his dearest friend right here. Surely she hadn't forgotten him? Adjusting the large bag that was sat on his horseback he was looking around at all the faces, the entrance was large enough that he was blocking no path at all. Then he saw her, the browns and tans, the green eyes, and the unmistakable necklace he had made her that jingled lightly around her neck. It was the tabs off soda cans, he had saved every tab to a soda can that was bought by either of them for one another, the necklace was to show their friendship. He was way too overjoyed to see her wearing it. He couldn't help it and cantered forward some. "PheePhee! I have been filled with a tremendous amount of grief to only receive your letters!" He pouted, his horse ears folding some as he flicked his tail.
Phoebe hadn't flinched as the principal did her tricks, she was always so flamboyant. Sure, the first time Phoebe had encountered this spectacular ensemble that was the principal showing off, she had been completely entranced, amazed beyond words. The girl had stopped and looked up to the dragon, taking a deep breath, enjoying the mixing smells of so many creatures, so many people. She let the human facade fall off of her, enjoying the sight of her scales. She adjusted her gloves to make sure her hands would stay covered and then adjusted the strap of the large military backpack on her back. After sighing contently she changed the second bag, a duffle bag, to her other hand, and she started to walk to the dorms. She, unlike a fair amount of students, was enjoying the heat the lake below provided. While eyeing the ascetically pleasing flying buttresses she wondered who her roommate would be. She hoped someone interesting, hopefully, someone who liked to exercise as much as her.
The skip in her step caused her tapered tail to sway as she smiled and looked around, happy to be back at this school, she was really gonna miss it when she had to leave. As she started to enter the Student Dorming building she spotted a tall, broad, and muscular man who was far too sweet for his manly appearance. Nigel was her best friend, the two had met her first year when Phoebe had made a grave error, entering the male's restroom, and acquiring an unwelcomed eyeful of some extra appendages she did not want to see. The girl had screamed and darted out, apologizing profusely, though Nigel laughed, it seemed to be hilarious to him. The two were fast friends afterward. They laugh at the memory now, but she had been ridiculously embarrassed at the time. Hearing what he said as she approached, and he decided to meet her halfway. "Awe, Nigel! It's only been two weeks ya know?" She asked with a soft laugh, personally, the Japanese school system for a school like this was a bit odd, but during the two weeks students were off-campus dorms had been scrubbed clean and repaired if it was needed. Things the Principal had been planning since winter break the year before, were going to be set in motion.
Jamie had just been trying to read the fucking sign when a big ass fucking fire breathing dragon came out of the lava and flew over everyone, the wave of heat had her pinned to her spot and she had been shaking like a leaf from the roar. Many first years weren't prepared for a flamboyant draconic Headmistress entering the scene so crazily. She certainly wasn't. The girl was terrified and held herself, tail fizzing as her ears pinned down. That thing was fucking scary. She looked up to the sign again and gripping the straps to her pink, somewhat burnt and dirty, backpack as she started to shuffle off. This was going to be the most horrifying school she's ever been to, and she's never been to a school! The feline girl was uncomfortable now and was starting to become increasingly more aware of just how many different species of people were around her. She really wished she had stayed on the bike with StreetPig. The only parental figure she really had for most of her life, and she was separated from him to attend some school. At the idea it had sounded like a fantastic idea, but now? Now she didn't want to be here. The smoking of her hands was enough to show how anxious she was growing, that some explosions were gonna start going off.
Gold orbs flickered through the gaps in the crowd, and she made her way into the building students were to stay in. She looked around, the floors were neatly polished and she was sure it took a long time to clean them. Looking up she saw that every floor above the main floor har a large cut out so if you were on a floor above you could look down at the lobby below. She had a feeling that so many things had been thrown from the balconies above to torment others. Looking to her dirt-covered limb she read off the number she had scribbled down in a crude pink sharpie. She headed down the hall, glancing at the numbers. It looked like odd numbers were on one side and even numbers on the other. Once she reached the magical number four, she fished her Id card from her torn camo cargo shorts. Once she found it she scanned the card and typed in the provided code to open the door, turned the handle and stepped inside. Looking around, she noted the one door to the left side of the room and the singular window in the center of the far wall. The room consisted of two beds, one on each side, with a chest at the foot of the bed, and drawers under the bed for storage, like a dresser. They were provided a nightstand, but no lamps. The girl decided to pick the one on the left, closest to the bathroom door. She unpacked a box of explosions and fireworks, storing them away in the drawers below the bed, and started to take out her sparse amount of clothes.
Mattie stepped through the portal, chewing on gum and pushing it out, blowing a bubble and humming with glee that she was taking her first few steps through the gate. It was a whole new experience, something new and grand. She turned so her back was to the main building and lifted her phone, and took a selfie. She then stood there, eyes on her phone screen as she cycled through filters. She could never decide between a warm or cool filter. She decided warm this time and added sparkles, and a lighting curve so the background was more saturated. She then posted it to her Gloopstagram, an app she found could only be accessed if you were a supernatural being. She added #FinallyOnCampus #NewAdveture before posting it. She rocked on her heels some before finally closing her phone screen down as she started to follow the crowd. Most were heading to the dorms, and while glancing at the signs she noted she was going in the right place. She had made it to the dorm door when she heard the mighty roar, and a soft squeak came from her as she pressed herself into a wall just inside the doorframe. Looking out of the door, she blinked then began to marvel at the beast. {Who the heck is that?} She eyed the beast with interest and took a picture, and then another when the beast was accompanied by a smaller dragon. That was so going to be her new background photo. Making her way to her dorm room she had to set down her bag, or rather drop her bag while she fished through her open purse with a small frown forming on her face. She really needed to reorganize this thing again. She had so much stuff in it though! Maybe she should just get a new one? That was probably the answer.
Failing to find the ID card in her purse she got on her knees while she started to search through one of her other three bags, one had wheels, one was strapped to the one with wheels, and the other she had been carrying over her shoulder. She huffed while fishing through things, eventually pulling out a card, but it wasn't the card she needed, it was her Library Card to a Library in Nevada. She grumbled and plunged her hand into the bag again. "It's gotta be here..." She mumbled to herself, now becoming thoroughly annoyed. Eventually, she grasped onto something else and pulled it out, a folded piece of paper. She opened it up, a note from past self to future self; "Check your shoe dumb dumb." She blinked then remembered she had written the note to remind herself she had slid her ID and the paper with the code into a hidden compartment on her shoe. She opened it up and pulled the two out and grinned. "Thank you past self." She mused before zipping her other bag up and standing, sliding her ID card and putting in the code before propping open the door. She then carried all three bags in before going back to close the door and get to work. The first thing she did was open up all her bags, after dropping them on the bed farthest from the bathroom door, in this case it was the left side of the room. She then took a selfie, with the phone getting a good downward view of her and her open cases, she added another filter to her picture and a few sparkles as always. She then made another Gloopstagram post with the hashtags; #FirstOneHere #LeftSide and with that she put her phone aside so she could start unpacking. She noted the standard folded white blanket and sheet along with a white pillow that the students were given. She stretched. "Well, first thing is first." She stated to herself before removing the magic necklace she had that hid her true form, and she blinked as her third eye gained vision once more. She smiled, pleased to see her semi-transparent body once more. Oh yeah, this was gonna be great. She then started to remove clothing from her bag to put into the drawers below the bed, soon she'd need to get into uniform though, least she forgets until later.
Lawrance had been on campus the moment the gate had opened, he hadn't been to his room yet, no, but he was already inside the main building. Being a white mage most of his interests were aligned with helping people, and so he was in the nurse's office already. He was putting away healing herbs he had gathered while not at school, he had searched and gathered for the best of the best, and came back with a decent amount that would surely help in aiding students. Still dressed in his white magic robes he was carefully organizing the cabinet with herbs in it, making room for the ones he brought. Honestly, he brought stuff like this whenever he could, even when he left on breaks he'd come back with herbs and potions. Potions! Right. He carefully pulled out the glass vials of colorful pink liquid that swirled with gold, they were to restore one's health, make them as fit as a fiddle. He began to put them away with the other potions, he sure did enjoy stocking things that would help others. He had brought so many that a few of his jars of herbs had to be left out and the same with his potions. The field he lived near had so many medical plants he just couldn't help but bring as many as he could. He was sure Vayinia would be pleased with how much he brought, after all, lots of the students got into scuffles that ended in more than just a few scrapes and bruises.
Hearing the roar from the beast of a Principal outside he hummed in contemplation, and quickly drew out his pocket watch to inspect the time. {Almost noon? By the goddess I've been here almost an hour already!} he sighed and shook his head, he really needed to learn to keep track of time better. The small smile returned to his face and he began to zip things up, he was going to leave the room but he stopped himself from leaving when he noticed he should probably leave a note for the nurse. He looked around for a paper before writing down; "Just dropped off some things I gathered and brewed while away. Glad to be back! -LHD" He folded the note and left it standing up slightly so that Vayinia would see it whenever she found it. He grabbed his rucksack for a bag and headed out, he needed to get to his dorm. Come to think of it he wanted to get his side of the room sat up before Orientation since he really didn't want to spend any time after dinner trying to organize things. He much rather get it done in one go so he could meditate later. He had a sinking feeling this might not happen to his liking though, as he needed to meet his dorm mate.
Delilah was already stalking the school grounds the moment students began to flock out the gate like the tiny prey they are. Well, not tiny in sheer size, least not all of them, but tiny in needs. They were simple once you watched them long enough. More than some of them would find themselves to be constant visitors of her office. She drew in a breath as she let the scents of so many new toys arrive. Of course, she definitely didn't want them to end up in her office, she definitely wanted them to obey school rules. But, if more than a few of them needed a good lesson on why we obey rules, well, she would be much obliged to give a good demonstration. Stalking around while hidden from sight, and yet standing in the open, she used her invisibility to her advantage. Her small frame easily weaved through the students as they passed, not allowing anyone to touch her as they'd find out she was here. Oh, how embarrassing it would be! To be found watching her unsuspecting new victims.
She had a bubbling, delicious feeling deep within that she would not be bored this school year. She would not be left alone in isolation in her office. Oh no. She'd most certainly have plenty of playmates just begging to learn the rules. To recite them to her. Of course, if corporal punishment didn't work, she'd find new and more invigorating ways to get them to break into a little obedient mess. She was beyond excited for the days to follow. Of course, since today wasn't an official day of school, students only had to follow the one rule of wearing their uniform to Orientation and dinner at least. So she could not punish unless she was given permission by Venesha to begin reinforcing the rules. And reinforce she would. She was far more anxious for tomorrow to come. Biting at her pinkie nail carefully, she caressed the edge of her nail with her pointed tongue as she thought about how many students she'd need to remind of school policy.
One thing students could note was the sudden eruption of magma into the air, a large draconic beast springing to the wait while twirling some. The wings of the beast sprung open as the dragon started to fall, thankfully there was another teacher perched on a spot on the roof and used their powers to shift the magma to sparkles so they didn't harm the students. The grand entrance of the headmistress was... over the top. The dragon swooped down over the crowd of students, guiding just over their heads, well, a good hundred or so feet above them. You could really feel the wind as she flew above. She lifted herself, flapping her wings as she steadied herself, landing on the archway and turning, looking out over the sea of students. The beast reared her head back and drew in a deep breath, the scales along her throat started to glow a deep purple color as the fire in her belly ignited and she let out a loud mighty roar, spreading her wings to emphasize her size. After sitting straight up she curled her tail around the arch to stabilize herself and proudly puffed her chest out, soaking up the awe from students. Venesha certainly sought out the admiration of others, and she was most certainly soaking it up right now. Her scales glittered as the sun's rays danced along her body, and her large curling horns adorned her head like a crown. She was terrifying, sure, but she was also a certain level of awe-inspiring, and hse loved to play on both of those factors. She looked as though she might lean down and snack on a student, but she would never.
Draco has been observing his mother's behavior from the ground below, or rather the bridge below. Watching her soak up the attention with pride was embarrassing and uncomfortable, and seemingly for only one party. The party that belonged to the lone child of the headmistress. Watching her as she perched, and looked about at all the new and returning faces, she spotted Draco leaning against the wall near the entrance to the building. She folded her wings flush against her body and her nostrils flared as smoke was released from her snout, a loud rumble echoing within her, and then a chirp like noise as she beckoned him over. To any non-reptile, this might seem threatening, but really, it was the call of a mother who wanted to affectionately snuggle her son in front of the whole 7,000 student population. Oh grand.
The male uncomfortable sighed and pushed himself off the wall, it was best to not disappoint mother after all. Reluctantly he took his shirt off, allowing nubs to form on his back and soon they expanded and grew into his wings, his white hair became shorter and his horns were soon visible. He was thankful that he could at least shift and have pants after shifting back later. After moving to the side, his arms began to cover in scales and he lept from the side of the bridge, diving down to the lake, and finishing his shifting just before he touched the molten rock. He opened his wings and caught himself, unlike his mother he wasn't one for theatricals. He returned to the gateway, landing next to his mother and perching carefully. He wasn't the best of landers... he was pretty close to being horrible at it.
Once he was perched properly the, larger than his body, wing of his mother was affectionately wrapped around him and he earned the nuzzle of his mother. Well. So glad everyone can see that. Gonna die now. As a teen boy, he wasn't entirely enthused for what she was saying after she stopped nuzzling him. "Isn't this grand darling? All of these young souls communing to one area, nesting themselves so far from home, all with the same drive to learn?" Venesha spoke with such a shrill light hearted tone it made Draco feel sick.
"Mother, I truly doubt they are all here to learn. More than some of them are here because their parents told them they must attend." He pointed out and his mother pouted, sighed, then looked about the students again.
"I suppose that's true." She stated calmly and looked back to her son, her head hardly moving as her huge eyes focused on him. "That isn't the point though, bubby." She chastized and he hissed at the nickname, what a childish name for a boy his age. Sure, he was still a boy, but he was much too old for such a name. "It is extremely detrimental you learn and understand why we must learn these things, here at this school, and why our family holds it." She stated while eyeing the unhappy and annoyed spawn that she brooded for five hundred years. Though Draco didn't have much of a choice really, his mother had only one child, and it was the first born's duty to take over as head of the school come the age of maturity. Or, the untimely death of the previous principal. Whatever came first really. Draco half listened, and half zoned out while eying students as his mother went on and on. She mentioned how tiring it was to run the school, but how it was truly a task that could not be passed to just anyone.
Sleep... now that was a topic. Being a dragon, if he so happened to fall fast asleep, he could sleep for years and wake up well-rested, ready to go for a few years after the fact. But since he was on a school schedule, he had to attempt sleep in the eight to ten hours students were given to sleep. He knew, however, knew he wasn't the only one suffering. His mother had been on this schedule for years, and when she retired she would finally be able to sleep a few hundred years. A few other dragons attending the school in some way or another would also be in hell, the schedule was a strict one. He knew that was what grandpa was doing, sleeping. He had only seen him once, and that wasn't even in person, it was in videos played by his mother who had recorded them when she was Draco's age. Recordings of the great man who had a picture on the hall walls to the principal's office. According to his mother, the man fell asleep a few days after he retired, in full dragon form, and is said to be sleeping in the basement of the castle for a school building. Though those doors are locked tight with many spells, and three large golem guards, no one has gotten in for 1,500 years. Whoever wakes his grandfather, if not the only recognizable family member, or a friend of his, will likely become an old dragon's snack.
Nigel pranced along the stone bridge, his hooves clicking rhythmically as he looked about the crowd of students. He slowed his pace as the gigantic dragon lifted from the lava lake. She did this every year. He remembered his first time seeing the Headmistress, he about pissed himself from both fright and amazement. He had never seen a dragon before he had attended this fine educational building. But now, four years of going here, he has met plenty of fine beings he never even dreamt of, and it brought so much joy to his heart. He loved to see new things and meet new people. Back at the herd, it was the same old same old. He hated that. He watched as the young son of the Headmistress joined her on the stone arch, he was much smaller than she, but it was because he was still young. At least that is how Nigel understood it. Watching the two for a moment he turned and continued in the direction of the dorms, all the buildings had a gothic cathedral kind of look to them, but the main building was the largest by far. And with the helpful signs specially made to be read in every language, it was easy to find where the dorms were even if you didn't know the giant ass building to the left was the Student Housing area.
Once inside the building he sighed softly to himself and paused at the doors, stepping aside and waiting impatiently. He was promised to meet her here, to see his dearest friend right here. Surely she hadn't forgotten him? Adjusting the large bag that was sat on his horseback he was looking around at all the faces, the entrance was large enough that he was blocking no path at all. Then he saw her, the browns and tans, the green eyes, and the unmistakable necklace he had made her that jingled lightly around her neck. It was the tabs off soda cans, he had saved every tab to a soda can that was bought by either of them for one another, the necklace was to show their friendship. He was way too overjoyed to see her wearing it. He couldn't help it and cantered forward some. "PheePhee! I have been filled with a tremendous amount of grief to only receive your letters!" He pouted, his horse ears folding some as he flicked his tail.
Phoebe hadn't flinched as the principal did her tricks, she was always so flamboyant. Sure, the first time Phoebe had encountered this spectacular ensemble that was the principal showing off, she had been completely entranced, amazed beyond words. The girl had stopped and looked up to the dragon, taking a deep breath, enjoying the mixing smells of so many creatures, so many people. She let the human facade fall off of her, enjoying the sight of her scales. She adjusted her gloves to make sure her hands would stay covered and then adjusted the strap of the large military backpack on her back. After sighing contently she changed the second bag, a duffle bag, to her other hand, and she started to walk to the dorms. She, unlike a fair amount of students, was enjoying the heat the lake below provided. While eyeing the ascetically pleasing flying buttresses she wondered who her roommate would be. She hoped someone interesting, hopefully, someone who liked to exercise as much as her.
The skip in her step caused her tapered tail to sway as she smiled and looked around, happy to be back at this school, she was really gonna miss it when she had to leave. As she started to enter the Student Dorming building she spotted a tall, broad, and muscular man who was far too sweet for his manly appearance. Nigel was her best friend, the two had met her first year when Phoebe had made a grave error, entering the male's restroom, and acquiring an unwelcomed eyeful of some extra appendages she did not want to see. The girl had screamed and darted out, apologizing profusely, though Nigel laughed, it seemed to be hilarious to him. The two were fast friends afterward. They laugh at the memory now, but she had been ridiculously embarrassed at the time. Hearing what he said as she approached, and he decided to meet her halfway. "Awe, Nigel! It's only been two weeks ya know?" She asked with a soft laugh, personally, the Japanese school system for a school like this was a bit odd, but during the two weeks students were off-campus dorms had been scrubbed clean and repaired if it was needed. Things the Principal had been planning since winter break the year before, were going to be set in motion.
Jamie had just been trying to read the fucking sign when a big ass fucking fire breathing dragon came out of the lava and flew over everyone, the wave of heat had her pinned to her spot and she had been shaking like a leaf from the roar. Many first years weren't prepared for a flamboyant draconic Headmistress entering the scene so crazily. She certainly wasn't. The girl was terrified and held herself, tail fizzing as her ears pinned down. That thing was fucking scary. She looked up to the sign again and gripping the straps to her pink, somewhat burnt and dirty, backpack as she started to shuffle off. This was going to be the most horrifying school she's ever been to, and she's never been to a school! The feline girl was uncomfortable now and was starting to become increasingly more aware of just how many different species of people were around her. She really wished she had stayed on the bike with StreetPig. The only parental figure she really had for most of her life, and she was separated from him to attend some school. At the idea it had sounded like a fantastic idea, but now? Now she didn't want to be here. The smoking of her hands was enough to show how anxious she was growing, that some explosions were gonna start going off.
Gold orbs flickered through the gaps in the crowd, and she made her way into the building students were to stay in. She looked around, the floors were neatly polished and she was sure it took a long time to clean them. Looking up she saw that every floor above the main floor har a large cut out so if you were on a floor above you could look down at the lobby below. She had a feeling that so many things had been thrown from the balconies above to torment others. Looking to her dirt-covered limb she read off the number she had scribbled down in a crude pink sharpie. She headed down the hall, glancing at the numbers. It looked like odd numbers were on one side and even numbers on the other. Once she reached the magical number four, she fished her Id card from her torn camo cargo shorts. Once she found it she scanned the card and typed in the provided code to open the door, turned the handle and stepped inside. Looking around, she noted the one door to the left side of the room and the singular window in the center of the far wall. The room consisted of two beds, one on each side, with a chest at the foot of the bed, and drawers under the bed for storage, like a dresser. They were provided a nightstand, but no lamps. The girl decided to pick the one on the left, closest to the bathroom door. She unpacked a box of explosions and fireworks, storing them away in the drawers below the bed, and started to take out her sparse amount of clothes.
Mattie stepped through the portal, chewing on gum and pushing it out, blowing a bubble and humming with glee that she was taking her first few steps through the gate. It was a whole new experience, something new and grand. She turned so her back was to the main building and lifted her phone, and took a selfie. She then stood there, eyes on her phone screen as she cycled through filters. She could never decide between a warm or cool filter. She decided warm this time and added sparkles, and a lighting curve so the background was more saturated. She then posted it to her Gloopstagram, an app she found could only be accessed if you were a supernatural being. She added #FinallyOnCampus #NewAdveture before posting it. She rocked on her heels some before finally closing her phone screen down as she started to follow the crowd. Most were heading to the dorms, and while glancing at the signs she noted she was going in the right place. She had made it to the dorm door when she heard the mighty roar, and a soft squeak came from her as she pressed herself into a wall just inside the doorframe. Looking out of the door, she blinked then began to marvel at the beast. {Who the heck is that?} She eyed the beast with interest and took a picture, and then another when the beast was accompanied by a smaller dragon. That was so going to be her new background photo. Making her way to her dorm room she had to set down her bag, or rather drop her bag while she fished through her open purse with a small frown forming on her face. She really needed to reorganize this thing again. She had so much stuff in it though! Maybe she should just get a new one? That was probably the answer.
Failing to find the ID card in her purse she got on her knees while she started to search through one of her other three bags, one had wheels, one was strapped to the one with wheels, and the other she had been carrying over her shoulder. She huffed while fishing through things, eventually pulling out a card, but it wasn't the card she needed, it was her Library Card to a Library in Nevada. She grumbled and plunged her hand into the bag again. "It's gotta be here..." She mumbled to herself, now becoming thoroughly annoyed. Eventually, she grasped onto something else and pulled it out, a folded piece of paper. She opened it up, a note from past self to future self; "Check your shoe dumb dumb." She blinked then remembered she had written the note to remind herself she had slid her ID and the paper with the code into a hidden compartment on her shoe. She opened it up and pulled the two out and grinned. "Thank you past self." She mused before zipping her other bag up and standing, sliding her ID card and putting in the code before propping open the door. She then carried all three bags in before going back to close the door and get to work. The first thing she did was open up all her bags, after dropping them on the bed farthest from the bathroom door, in this case it was the left side of the room. She then took a selfie, with the phone getting a good downward view of her and her open cases, she added another filter to her picture and a few sparkles as always. She then made another Gloopstagram post with the hashtags; #FirstOneHere #LeftSide and with that she put her phone aside so she could start unpacking. She noted the standard folded white blanket and sheet along with a white pillow that the students were given. She stretched. "Well, first thing is first." She stated to herself before removing the magic necklace she had that hid her true form, and she blinked as her third eye gained vision once more. She smiled, pleased to see her semi-transparent body once more. Oh yeah, this was gonna be great. She then started to remove clothing from her bag to put into the drawers below the bed, soon she'd need to get into uniform though, least she forgets until later.
Lawrance had been on campus the moment the gate had opened, he hadn't been to his room yet, no, but he was already inside the main building. Being a white mage most of his interests were aligned with helping people, and so he was in the nurse's office already. He was putting away healing herbs he had gathered while not at school, he had searched and gathered for the best of the best, and came back with a decent amount that would surely help in aiding students. Still dressed in his white magic robes he was carefully organizing the cabinet with herbs in it, making room for the ones he brought. Honestly, he brought stuff like this whenever he could, even when he left on breaks he'd come back with herbs and potions. Potions! Right. He carefully pulled out the glass vials of colorful pink liquid that swirled with gold, they were to restore one's health, make them as fit as a fiddle. He began to put them away with the other potions, he sure did enjoy stocking things that would help others. He had brought so many that a few of his jars of herbs had to be left out and the same with his potions. The field he lived near had so many medical plants he just couldn't help but bring as many as he could. He was sure Vayinia would be pleased with how much he brought, after all, lots of the students got into scuffles that ended in more than just a few scrapes and bruises.
Hearing the roar from the beast of a Principal outside he hummed in contemplation, and quickly drew out his pocket watch to inspect the time. {Almost noon? By the goddess I've been here almost an hour already!} he sighed and shook his head, he really needed to learn to keep track of time better. The small smile returned to his face and he began to zip things up, he was going to leave the room but he stopped himself from leaving when he noticed he should probably leave a note for the nurse. He looked around for a paper before writing down; "Just dropped off some things I gathered and brewed while away. Glad to be back! -LHD" He folded the note and left it standing up slightly so that Vayinia would see it whenever she found it. He grabbed his rucksack for a bag and headed out, he needed to get to his dorm. Come to think of it he wanted to get his side of the room sat up before Orientation since he really didn't want to spend any time after dinner trying to organize things. He much rather get it done in one go so he could meditate later. He had a sinking feeling this might not happen to his liking though, as he needed to meet his dorm mate.
Delilah was already stalking the school grounds the moment students began to flock out the gate like the tiny prey they are. Well, not tiny in sheer size, least not all of them, but tiny in needs. They were simple once you watched them long enough. More than some of them would find themselves to be constant visitors of her office. She drew in a breath as she let the scents of so many new toys arrive. Of course, she definitely didn't want them to end up in her office, she definitely wanted them to obey school rules. But, if more than a few of them needed a good lesson on why we obey rules, well, she would be much obliged to give a good demonstration. Stalking around while hidden from sight, and yet standing in the open, she used her invisibility to her advantage. Her small frame easily weaved through the students as they passed, not allowing anyone to touch her as they'd find out she was here. Oh, how embarrassing it would be! To be found watching her unsuspecting new victims.
She had a bubbling, delicious feeling deep within that she would not be bored this school year. She would not be left alone in isolation in her office. Oh no. She'd most certainly have plenty of playmates just begging to learn the rules. To recite them to her. Of course, if corporal punishment didn't work, she'd find new and more invigorating ways to get them to break into a little obedient mess. She was beyond excited for the days to follow. Of course, since today wasn't an official day of school, students only had to follow the one rule of wearing their uniform to Orientation and dinner at least. So she could not punish unless she was given permission by Venesha to begin reinforcing the rules. And reinforce she would. She was far more anxious for tomorrow to come. Biting at her pinkie nail carefully, she caressed the edge of her nail with her pointed tongue as she thought about how many students she'd need to remind of school policy.
