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Fantasy Surnaturel Academy

Kuro decided to pick a spot next to the window so he could look outside if there was nothing going on. He left the group assuming they were gonna pick spots next to their friends and didn't want to bother them. He found a desk and placed his stuff down and sat down, opening his book he waited. "Well so far so good " he muttered to himself feeling relieved. Luckily they were still early so there were many spots to choose from.


from the legendary Shiro Okami
 
With effort, Yumi slowed her breathing as she entered the classroom. Really, she decided, textbooks shouldn't be as heavy as they are. She nervously walked around the edge of the seats, and chose her seat: second to last row, right next to the window. Her mother told her this seat was lucky, so it was a good idea to stay there.


Yumi looked around the crowd, then placed her rock on her desk. The googly eyes calmed her.
 
Cas glanced at the girl who just entered and smiled. "She's cute." He mumbled to himself before summoning his angelic arts book and reading it. There was a lot of interesting things that had happened to angels in the past. He shook his head and began to daydream about girls.
 
"Kuro get over here, what are you doing over there away from your friends." Yoh said. Then Yoh spotted his target front row the jerk from earlier. He ought to go down there and rip him in two. But that's probably what next period is for. "Not going to attack unless provoked." He told himself.


@Shiro Okami
 
The door swung open an older man around 50 or so came walking into the room. His hair was short and gray, he wasn't muscular or fat, more like a good in between. He walked to the front of the room and leaned against the chalkboard, crossed his arms and took a deep breath. "Good morning class, you may call Mr.F. Today we're going to get to know each other," at this he laughed a little to himself. He pushed off of the chalkboard and walked through the rows of desks, he stopped at Yumi's desk, "You," he said, "stand up and tell us what you are."
 
Kuro pulled out his pencil only to see the point had been broken off in his notebook the lead smeared on one of his pictures. "Crap" he muttered to himself deciding on buying more pencils for later on after classes. He watched as some girl walked in and had sat close by near the window, turning his head he muttered "hey..um do you have a sharpener" he asked pleadingly to the girl his ears down. Hearing Yoh call him over he was gonna go see but he needed a sharpened pencil first.


@ComradeSenpai


from the legendary Shiro Okami
 
"Oh?" Yumi asked as she was called out. She stood up, grasping her rock in her palm.


"My name is Yumi Koizawa, and I'm... uh, half kitsune. Just half, though." she announced, her voice barely above her soft speaking level.


Giving a nod, she sat back down, and wordlessly passed a small pencil sharpener to the boy next to her. It would be rude to talk to anyone during class; she have to wait.
 
Cas looked up as the cute girl spoke, "I love shy girls." He said to himself before sitting up straight and putting his book on the table. He began to make his pencil float in the air using telekinesis. The triquetra tattoo on his neck glowed a dim color.
 
Peter H. Stone was simply facing towards Yumi, as per usual. He was used to her taking him around to various destinations, and he was thankful for her services in moving him. Peter's googly eye moved a bit as she placed him on the desk. Peter was observing his surroundings, though he could not say anything about them. It was a dreary existence for the igneous rock. But, at least Peter had someone to move him around.


Well then, this may be interesting I suppose. Peter thought to himself. ...Or not. Why is the brat just staring at me again? Ah, whatever. Peter you have your own destiny. These thoughts racked through his mind as he continued to observe his surroundings in the class-room. Being a 'Pet Rock', to a Half-mongrel was... something to say the least. Peter continued to motionlessly stay upon the desk, contemplating the very universe itself.
 
Kuro mouthed the words thank you to the girl and started to sharpened his pencil making sure the point was perfect. He turned around muttering "thanks again your a life savior" with a smile and passed the sharpener back. He turned back and watched the teacher go on with his lecture. Kuro opened up his texted books glimpsing through them trying to pick up on anything.


from the legendary Shiro Okami
 
Mr.F sighed a little in annoyance and walked away from the girl, he didn't want to start off the lecture with a Kitsune, but it'd have to do, and whatever this boy was. He walked to the student sitting near Yumi (Kuro) and told him to stand up and tell everyone his species.
 
Kuro was so absorbed in his text books for a second he didn't notice the teacher. When he suddenly spoke Kuro had sprung up his ears and tail frizzy up, he settled down seeing the teachers face. Not after noticing he had accidentally head butted the teachers chin.


"Right...I'm Kuro Kasumi and I'm...a Kitsune" he said finding it strange that the teacher managed to call two of the same species. 'Maybe he doesn't like them' he thought darkly to himself.


from the legendary Shiro Okami
 
Cas put his head down on the desk. His pencil continued to float above his head. He began to practice different fighting strategies in his head, trying to pass the time until the class ended.
 
Mr.F sighed louder this time than he did last time. Only he would manage to call on both Kitsunes in the classroom. He stalked back up to the chalkboard and picked up a piece of chalk and began to write on the board about the Kitsune breed.


He didn't bother to tell them that they needed to take notes, he figured they'd just know. He spent the rest of the class lecturing on about their type, powers, and weaknesses.


(we can time skip to the end if you guys want)
 
(Seems like you've already down xD )


Yoh didn't bother paying attention, this was just far too boring. He created a some energy constructs simple tiny warrior replicas of himself sparring going over combat strategies and the like. He pretty much did this all class. Besides he could always look any of this stuff up in his book later if they're going to be tested on it or something.
 
Yumi didn't stare at the board too long. There wasn't much the teacher was talking about that she didn't already know herself- her mother was a kitsune, after all.


This left Yumi free to doodle in her notebook, softly humming to herself, and occasionally passing smiles to her pet rock.
 
Kuro wasn't sure weather to be happy or mad that he chose his race to be the first lesson of the class. "Well I guess if this is ever on the test I'll ace it" he thought to himself not bothering to write notes as he obviously knew this stuff. He decided to go and draw his pictures from before. His mother had tried to teach him art so he had something to do when he was alone it was pretty good but no where near pro level. He started shading around the picture as the teacher was still writing stuff.


from the legendary Shiro Okami
 
After Cas was finished creating combat scenes in his head, he looked up. He let out a long and loud sigh and the preceded to look up at the ceiling. His pencil floated around his head before bursting into flames, raining black ashes on his desk. He laughed and leaned back in his chair.
 
Peter H. Stone watched as the Half-bred hummed on, and smiled at him. It was just rudimentary nonsense that was being spoken of. Just a matter of the humanoid races, which Peter didn't care much for. They were inferior to the proud wonder that was the rock. However, Peter would have to admit on a whole that these humanoids were far more mobile than most of his kin. It pained him to do so, considering he knew of many of their follies.


Peter simply stayed on the desk, motionless contemplating on a wide variety of subject matters. Most notably he found himself drawn to thinking upon matters of Solipsism, and pondered upon it. He then thought to other matters, such as rock formations.
 
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(lmao yeah I said I was bad with teachers. We can just skip to the next class.)


The bell rang throughout the school signaling that class was over. Mr.F turned to the class, "Dismissed, hopefully tomorrow it'll be more interesting."


What the class didn't know was that his strong distaste for Kitsune came from his past. His entire family were Kitsune, except for him. For some reason, he didn't get that trait and he was jealous, he was the black sheep of his family and they never let him forget it. He came to this school in hopes of using their blood to help transform him so he could finally rub it in his family's face. What he didn't except, was to be preparing for war too.





Silla sighed and looked at her empty notebook, she wasn't one for taking notes and something told her that the information he was giving them wasn't the best. Maybe she would ask someone later on to help her fill in the missing details. These thoughts carried her out of the classroom and to the next class, Abilities training, the one she was really looking forward too. She couldn't wait to see what everyone could do. Her gut was telling her to keep her strongest power hidden, and instead of ignoring her gut like she had been lately, she decided she would listen to it and only go invisible, if she was asked,
 
Cas stood up and yawned. "Yay. Next class." He cheered sarcastically. He began to walk out of the class, grumbling to himself about how he didn't want to reveal his abilities. He walked into the next classroom and looked around. He sighed and leaned against the wall. A paper airplane began to fly around his body, never falling. He smiled. "I love telekinesis."
 
Kuro got up and finished his drawing looking around he could tell not to many people paid great attention to the lesson. He packed up his stuff and started heading over to the other class, "well that was more disappointing than I expected" he said looking at the notes the teacher put. Most of these weren't exactly true others seemed very one sided. He just shrugged and continued walking. (I will be on tomorrow night all)


from the legendary Shiro Okami
 
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Yoh was out the classroom in less than a heart beat. He really found the class so boring henhad rush out of the room. He only did stop once he bursted into the Abilities and Defense classroom. When he first looked around it was a blank blue room outlined a by a green grid. Then it suddenly shifted to giant fighting stadium. The teacher stood in the center, it was clear he wanted the students to sit in the stands. The teacher was a samurai with a semi muscular build, he stood waiting for the students to seat themselves. Yoh took a seat on the North end in the mid row so he'd have a perfect view.


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