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alistair c. tibbs - teacher - possessed hand puppet - tagged; open
Mr. Tibbs was new to the school. Probably a bit strange to see a small hand sized object as a person who could teach, though it was wonderful to see so many souls students. The teacher floated into his class and decided that there needed to be a bit of rearranging to do, because he wasn't liking the way his room looked. He morphed into his more humanoid marionette form, roughly the size of the average adult man. He waved his hand and the desks moved into a shape he was more familiar with. One that he used to see a lot when his former owner Anne used to take him to school. Desks arranged into small groups.

ridgewell c. tibbs - student - fleshy finger puppet - tagged; open
Ridgewell was always silent when he moved along the floor. He was only a little late for his class, but he was rarely noticed in the school due to his size. He moved along to an empty chair, though before he got there he tripped and fell face first onto the ground, the smack sounding like a person hit the back of their hand. He got up and floated onto the desk, moving himself to a paper and pencil that was laid out for him. He looked down at it and smile widely as he began to giggle at the possibilities. He was an excited and rowdy young lad after all and the art class is usually a place of silence.

[E c s t a s y ☆]

𝔼𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕡𝕤𝕖✪𝟙𝟞✪𝔽𝕖𝕞𝕒𝕝𝕖✪𝕊𝕥𝕦𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕥✪𝕊𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕝𝕖✪𝕊𝕚𝕣𝕖𝕟✪𝕄𝕠𝕠𝕕: 𝔼𝕩𝕔𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕕✪𝕋𝕒𝕘𝕤:Akira, Zen, Edward, Belladonna, Lucius

She smiles slightly at Edward. "I get what you mean. I wasn't exactly a Siren before." As she said that, a hint of sadness and grief flashes in her eyes. She closes her eyes and leans against the window still."How I miss the laughter." She whispers in the wind. She starts humming what seems to be a happy song. A Siren's humming can't exactly mesmerize someone but its strong enough to attract people to them. She peeks through her eyelashes at the grumpy boy he was now trying to figure out something. Based on his aura and temper given, she guessed that he was a vampire. Her second thought was a troll. She stared at her piece of blank art paper and started sketching something. It appears to be another Siren with even more beautiful features. Such beauty that it feels nostalgic and doesn't seem to exist.

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ℤ𝕖𝕟✪𝟙𝟡✪𝕄𝕒𝕝𝕖✪𝕊𝕥𝕦𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕥✪𝕊𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕝𝕖✪𝔻𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕟✪𝕄𝕠𝕠𝕕:𝔸𝕟𝕟𝕠𝕪𝕖𝕕✪𝕋𝕒𝕘𝕤:Eclipse, Akira, Belladonna, Lucius

He quirked his eyebrow up when the other demon girl gave him a friendly smile. It was forced. He huffs and continued his sketching. When Akira said that his sea looks like a field, he almost broke his pencil. He sighed heavily as the girl kept mumbling on about something about the demon girl being pretty. Well, all demons are considered handsome and beautiful since they can twitch their own looks. He glances at Akira slightly before saying," Try drawing a flower for starters." As soon as the demon girl took a seat, he rose up and walk towards the half demon and half angel. He takes his height into advantage and stare right at her," I'm Zen Ashton, son of Joseph Andrews Ashton and Lucy Percius Ashton. The third generation demon." It was a tradition for demons to introduce each other as soon as they form any type of relationships. But this action is not for respect, its for warning them. He never really wanted to threaten anyone but it was a tradition to him, its practically the rules, now that the other demon girl was his "classmate". He drops lazily into a half bow. "And you are?"

[ToxicCharger1977]

Amethyst Gardner/Female/Straight/16/Elf/Location: Forest/Tagged: Ren, Allison

Amethyst nearly froze when the boy had turned to see her. Her face lit up red from embarrassment of the awkward scream. She took one step forward, wanting to explain before he'd thought she was following him, but another's voice caught her attention.
She titled her head up and watched the girl with bright red hair. She'd asked for Oasis, and Ren.
The boy had spoken up, responding to the woman that he was Ren. But she knew she was definitely not Oasis.
"Um. No madam. I'm afraid....I'm...I'm not Oasis." Her voice had hopefully reached the girl's ears. Amethyst often spoke in a soft tone, respectably, and shyly. "My name is Amethyst Gardner, of the Vanyar Elven tribe...." She continued, hoping that would clear things up.
Her green eyes glanced nervously to the boy standing at the distance. His arms were crossed, and she had the feeling he didn't want to be near them.

[Neon sparks]

Edward - male - vampire

"You weren't?" Ed asked her curiously "i didnt know siren could be turned" he watched her draw, he admired how skilled she was with a pencil. He couldnt think of anything that he'd be good at in a school, he was more suited to the ranch. He frowned remembering his family, they must be worried by now.

[Timoria]

Allison Drake || Combat Instructor || 152 || Female || Were-Dragon || Tags: Amethyst, Ren

Allison nodded at both of the students as they confirmed their identities. While Zephyr had not mentioned Amethyst, Allison was sure she had seen the name her clipboard. She also realized that in her rush out of the building she had left that very clipboard in the gym. She tisked at herself then turned her attention back to the students.

”Well since you two seem to be the only students in the forest right now I’ll go ahead and lead you both to school. I happen to be one of the teachers. Your first class has already started if I remember correctly.” She smiled warmly at both of them, before continuing. “”You both know how special you have to be in order to be invited right? So don’t be scared and follow me, I don’t bite.” The last part was more directed at Ren who seemed to be a bit wary of both the girls. As Allison turned to leave she stopped and quickly introduced herself. ”Oh sorry, I’m Allison Drake the combat instructor at school. I’ve been a bit rushed all morning but it is nice to meet you both.”

[SilentObserver]

Oasis - Ageless - Female - Mood: Embarrassed - Tags: Allison, Amethyst, Ren

Oasis quickly made her way towards a group that she had spotted. She halted once close enough, having heard her name. Her ears flattened and her smile turned to a small frown, her teeth still visible. Oasis's teeth made her look very... intimidating to some others, but she was far from it. Embarrassment overwhelmed her and she fiddled with her fabric textured fingers as she spoke, "I-I apologize... I didn't mean to be late." Her eyes were still closed as she spoke, but she was facing towards Allison, despite not being able to see her. Some might question it, but Scarfoxes are very aware creatures. Oasis personally used vibes and auras, along with voices and movements to find out where she was going and who she was talking to.

[rainbowarcher22]

Nala Teniths
|Female|Age:17|Gorgon|Student|
Crush:None/open|Tags:Open

Nala slithered down the unfamiliar trail with uncertainty of where she was headed. She trusted the map that had come with her letter but she didn’t trust herself to be in the right place. She wasn’t particularly excited about going to this school either but it wouldn’t exactly hurt to learn. If she did end up lost she was confident that there wouldn’t be a serious issue with going back home. She heaved a sigh of frustration as she glanced down at the map for what had to be the twentieth time. Unsure of her own navigational skills she grumpily followed the trail with her head down towards the map and unaware of her surroundings.

[ToxicCharger1977]

Amethyst Gardner/Female/Straight/16/Elf/Location: Forest/Tagged: Ren, Oasis, Allison

As the girl spoke, Amethyst stood still and silent. She'd asked them to follow her. Amethyst's eyes moved to Ren, wanting to see if he'd step forward first. She was more of the type of person to follow others, standing either besides or behind them. Her attention turned quickly, however, when another voice was heard. A fox like creature stood, appearing female. Amethyst smiled weakly to the girl, mostly because she was frightened by her sudden appearance. But the creature was, indeed, beautiful. She watched, not wanting to be the first to move.
Feeling fur brush against her leg again, she looked down at the deer standing by her side. It peered up at her with it's beady eyes, as if asking for some sort of protection.
While Amethyst was an elf, and it was normal for animals to feel comfortable near her, she was confused by the deer's questioning eyes. But she nodded, in some kind of unspoken sentence, to assure the deer that it didn't need to be afraid. Seeming to understand, however, the deer remained by her side.

[katsuki.]

Belladonna Andrews ➳ Female ➳ 17 ➳ Homoflexible ➳ Half Demon, Half Angel ➳ Student ➳ Tags: Zen

She was so focused on the paper in front of her that she didn't hear the demon boy standing up and walking over to her. It was only when he was directly in front of her that she realized he was there, and she snapped her mismatched eyes up to stare at him in confusion. Her parents hadn't raised her the demon way, nor even the angel way, but she had briefly heard of this tradition before from her father. It was apparently something all demons did upon meeting one another for the first time, although she didn't really understand why. She really didn't want to do this, but once the boy asked for her name, she felt backed into a corner and reluctantly, she stood up from her chair and returned his half bow with one of her own. "Belladonna Andrews," She began, falling silent as she debated on revealing the names of her parents. Apparently they were both well known in the demon and angel community, and not for good reasons. They were both thought to be disgraces to each others species, and so it wasn't uncommon for her to hear them being talked about badly. "Daughter of the demon Zachariah Kell Andrews and the angel Clarissa Mae Andrews." She finally said, an anxious feeling slowly beginning to build within her as she lifted her eyes to meet his.

Lucius Caldwell ➳ Male ➳ Eighteen ➳ Bisexual ➳ Vampire ➳ Student ➳ Tags: Eclipse

Finally deciding on what he wanted to draw, Lucius picked up his pencil and set to work. He had completely drowned out the sounds around him and was now completely focused on his drawing. A few minutes later a soft humming interrupted his concentration, pulling his eyes up away from his drawing and towards the girl with blue hair. Although he wanted nothing to do with her, or any of the other students in the room, he couldn't help but feel himself being drawn towards her. It was then that it clicked in his head what she was. Siren He thought bitterly, tearing his eyes away from her with some difficulty and forcing himself to look back down at his desk, trying his hardest to ignore her and continue his drawing.

[statue,]

alistair c. tibbs - teacher - possessed hand puppet - tagged; open
Mr. Tibbs was new to the school. Probably a bit strange to see a small hand sized object as a person who could teach, though it was wonderful to see so many souls students. The teacher floated into his class and decided that there needed to be a bit of rearranging to do, because he wasn't liking the way his room looked. He morphed into his more humanoid marionette form, roughly the size of the average adult man. He waved his hand and the desks moved into a shape he was more familiar with. One that he used to see a lot when his former owner Anne used to take him to school. Desks arranged into small groups.

ridgewell c. tibbs - student - fleshy finger puppet - tagged; eclipse, zen, etc.
Ridgewell had himself a peek over at another peer's drawing. "You draw quite well!" He complemented, floating midair and looking at the paper of Eclipse. He had the usual grin on his face, his button eyes were reflecting light, maroon in color and a single thread holding each of the buttons in. He then lowered himself and made his way over to Zen, then floating up and looking at his paper. He stared with a blank expression, then put a flap of skin over his mouth and turned away, a slight noise escaping his mouth as he tried his best not to laugh. He then picked up his pencil from the table he was previously at and he brought it over, hovering and then landing on the significantly larger individual, handing it to him. "Take my pencil, ol' chap! You could use it!"