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"Well if you tell him again tell him I said sorry," Naira began, "Because I don't think he wants to see me again." She turned and buried her face into her arms boredily. It was boring without her Elven friends here.

(Oh, and if you're wondering, the elven accent is kind of a Finnish accent))

[corn nerd]

Claire scratched her chin. "Hmmmm... Probably Thor. He is a interesting character."

((-knows almost nothing about superheroes- I'm going to bed. Good night))

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Night Carni. BUT GOD I LOVE THOR HE'S AWESOME))

[true royalty.]

"...I hate human school."

Right outside of the room of his new classroom, Biology he believed, Devon began fixing the uniform he stole from some sort of plush uniform mall. It was a slim, extremely rich-looking white dress shirt, with a midnight black tie, slim black dress pants, and some uncomfortably tight black loafers. He slipped on something of his own creation - a proper black blazer with a golden buckle on the pocket, before running a hand through his wavy black hair. Devon couldn't help but feel as if he wouldn't fit in. Thankfully his Elven ears were hidden behind his wavy black hair, but combined with his pale figure, nearly glowing blue eyes, and slim features...he didn't want to garner too much attention to himself. His choice of rich clothing didn't help.

"Whatever." With a silent sigh, Devon pushed open the door to the classroom, almost immediately heading towards the back of the class without a glance to the teacher. Sitting down in an empty desk near the corner, the elf reached under his desk, promptly pulling a textbook from a mini circular portal that formed on the bottom of his desk. Ah...Darkness Manipulation...it was quite useful, being an elf made from darkness. It gave him an edge, considering he was the only lifeform known to be able to manipulate darkness and shadows. Elemental Benders garnered the ability to control one or more of the four main elements of life...fire, wind, water, or nature. He was a unique case; one out of millions. To control darkness itself. Let's just say that he wasn't to be trifled with. It was a very, very dangerous power to have, as well...not to mention his Psionics.

He sat his face on his propped palm, mentally opening his book and flipping through the pages without touching the paper. The ability of Psionics, as well...to have 100 percent of his mind unlocked. He loved his life. Too bad he was forced, by his parents whom lived in their Kingdom...in the Void Realm, to come to this school with weak Elves, from what he knew, and even weaker humans. As he glanced around at the humans, he noticed how much more...nobler his attire was, and once more, a sighed escaped his lips. There was a female with a rather extravagant gray dress...thing on, but he wasn't all that interested in her. She gave off the vibe of...something. Whatever it was, he didn't like it all that much. He was an odd one.

'Great...I'm in the minority with the humans.'

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((Devon doesn't fit in? PLEASE. Naira is wearing an Elven uniform that looks sort of like:

But it's grey, covers her up more(her's has elbow length sleeves), isn't as flashy and jeweled, and she doesn't have the gloves or necklace. Plus her ears aren't showing.))

Naira glanced at the boy who'd just entered the room. Even with that attire he fits in more than I do. she thought to herself. Well it wouldn't be hard to strike up a conversation with him, would it? So Naira shyly struggled out, "Greetings."

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(To everyone that reads this, all I'm going to say is their is going to likely be a ton of ear slips from all the elves X3)

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I ish back o3o )

[true royalty.]

Naira glanced at the boy who'd just entered the room. Even with that attire he fits in more than I do. she thought to herself. Well it wouldn't be hard to strike up a conversation with him, would it? So Naira shyly struggled out, "Greetings."

Devon's eyes were, once more, drawn to the female that decided to speak to him. Glancing around once to check that she wasn't speaking to anyone else, the boy finally fixed his dark blue gaze onto Naira. "...Hello. I'm Devon." He introduced himself in a calm, hopefully polite tone. He wasn't the best at being polite, however, and it ended up sounding rather cold.

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Devon's eyes were, once more, drawn to the female that decided to speak to him. Glancing around once to check that she wasn't speaking to anyone else, the boy finally fixed his dark blue gaze onto Naira. "...Hello. I'm Devon." He introduced himself in a calm, hopefully polite tone. He wasn't the best at being polite, however, and it ended up sounding rather cold.

" 'Tis nice to meet you, Devon. My name is Naira," Naira responded. How much she hoped that sounded slightly human. She gave the quite formerly dressed "human"(she doesn't know yet) a kind grin. Then it came to her she was probably embarrassing herself, so she turned back to the front of the class. Gah, I forgot that form the humans sent in the "mail." Well that shouldn't be a problem. Naira reached her hand into her bag and focused on the paper she'd left. Seconds later the paper appeared in her bag with a very slight flash of light, just barely brighter than the room around her. PLEASE tell me none of the humans noticed.

(Someone can notice. I don't give a care. Like Spot can have her character like "OMG, light flash, everyone, that idiot in the back has something in her bag.")

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((*Sitting here with Numb(great song by the way) on repeat waiting on someone to come online and respond*))