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 Posted: Sun Aug 23, 2015 9:32 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 23, 2015 10:17 pm
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There originally was no reason for Wrex to be here at all. His limited understanding suggested that a field trip was a boring trek through, well, a field. And who would want to do that, even if it meant skipping classes? But at least some students seemed interested from what he heard in the halls, and while his wasn't a herd mentality, he did want to know what the big deal was...Plus, well, he was supposed to be exploring more.
Getting up early, though, that was a pain. So he caught a few extra z's by calling his turtle mount over, curling up on its shell, and snoozing while it crept on through the dorm, outside, and eventually to the bus. Already back in dreamland by the time they arrived, Wrex's mount ended up bumping into one of the buses before stopping.
Neither rider nor mount apparently wanted to be up this early, judging by the half-asleep look in the turtle's eyes.
Snorting awake, Wrex picked his head up, blinked blearily, and yawned. It was only by being vaguely aware of what the other students were doing that he managed to mumble, "Wrex. First. Best Monster," before curling back up on his mount to sneak in a few more minutes of sleep, large tail pulled under his head.
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Posted: Sun Aug 23, 2015 10:40 pm
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Verusha was all for skipping classes. Not like she was going to get much out of those, anyway. Besides, her and Cannon had been wanting to get an early morning hunt in, along with a nice jog, so this all just turned out perfectly.
The reaper followed the flyer's instruction, making her way to the destination indicated. Cannon was at her side as usual, scoping out the area, nose twitching about, glaring eyes unyielding to anyone that might dare challenge his stare. Grinning her usual chill grin, the ghoul approached one of the teachers standing around, giving the desired information when prompted.
"Name's Verusha," her head tipped slightly to gesture to her familiar, "Cannon. I'm still a year one, and forever a reaper." she mused.
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Posted: Sun Aug 23, 2015 11:49 pm
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Early morning were not out of the ordinary for Kane; he enjoyed the relative silence that came with being up before there was any sort of light out. The difference this time was that he was actually up for something related to school...which didn't do wonders for his mood, but he wasn't being at all unpleasant about it. The field trip was optional, and for once there would be some academic good use of his early morning habits. The fact that he'd miss the rest of the day's classes was just a bonus.
The flyer had simple enough instructions that he followed to a 'T', wandering toward the area mentioned with his hands shoved in his pockets. It was oddly bustling despite the hours, he noted as he idly rubbed his nose, and he glanced around when the buses finally came into view. Certainly more of a turnout than he expected, but that wasn't all that bad either. While he kept to himself, his parents always encouraged him to at least try and socialize. So try he would.
Sort of.
Maybe.
He spotted Professor Winter and started walking toward her, side-stepping past a reaper and her flaming four-legged familiar along the way. He gave a not-so-quiet grumble about it being in his way before regarding the teacher. "'Morning," he started, raising the now-wrinkled flyer that he'd picked up the day before. "I'm interested in the field trip, I guess. Name's Kane, first year monster."
musicaloner7 Hello~ Hope you don't mind the quick mention. :T
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Posted: Mon Aug 24, 2015 1:05 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 24, 2015 5:48 am
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Mellow did show up, he had no idea how his mother knew that he skipped classes in school. He'd skipped another class if not a letter arrived the day they returned to the campus from that village. Picking up and opening the letter filled up the scent of his home, he already had a bad omen about it. His guess was right, it was from his mother, telling him she knew her baby pony not attending classes like a good student. She threatened that if she heard that the situation didn't improve, she had no alternatives but visiting Amityville to have a nice talk with him.
The freckled boil stared at the letter with fully widened eyes, as if it was a horrible monster than he needed to get rid of. He immediately threw it away and extended his leg to push it further away to a corner he won't see it. It was only after that he sighed in full relief. If there was a female that Mellow preferred swarmed by a crowd of female instead of seeing her, it would be his beautiful mother.
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Knowing what a hell he would face if his mother came plus no idea how his mother knew about it, Mellow had no choices but to take the field trip class. He arrived in cozy warm wear and noticed each of the students approached the two adults before boarding the bus. There was a long queue over the male Professor, the equine demon sighed and steered towards the female Professor.
He stopped at about two big steps from Professor Winter, "Morning Professor, Name's Mellow Marsh, first Year, demon, MALE." He stressed the gender, after so many mistook him as a ghoul by the clothes. The demon tried not to shake or cringe but the panic swinging of his tail sold him out. Even though he had certain confidence in the professors, he couldn't help to fear the fact she's a female. He wished not to be kicked off the bus by any misbehavior, "Last thing, my dear marshmallow. If you get expelled, I don't mind you come back and join our Women's Club. Your beloved mother surely need your help here hohoho~" No one knows how sharp and loud he screamed internally finished reading that line, he could already perceive the re-occurrence of worst nightmare waiting for him if he got expelled.
His shoulder finally eased up when she jotted down his information, with the fastest speed he could, the demon disappeared in sight. Mellow loitered instead of getting onto the bus, he was so nervous and insecure until he saw the figure that would soften his expression. He scooted over and held his hand from the back, "Tor," he didn't say anything besides that and stood next to the dragon with a gentle nudge.
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Posted: Mon Aug 24, 2015 7:01 am
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AJ got home with three giant minipets, a turtle, a wyvern and a giant serpent. The villager explained they could be used as mounts and he decided to let them stay in the stable in the village. He slumped himself into bed that night, he had used up too much energy during the day time, a lot of labour task as well as fights. He held his arms behind his head and stared at the ceiling, reminiscing what happened in the village. He'd better take a good rest, there was a field trip the day followed. Closing his eyes, the boil quickly fell asleep.
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He won't wake up that early at normal days, but he did anyway. Prepared some snacks to bring on the bus, AJ brushed his hair and got changed. "Where're we going, AJ?" asked the head with bleary eyes after a big yawn. "Not sure, the notice didn't state." The serpent dragon noticed there were many new faces, it must be the enrollment time for freshmen. He was sure to make some new friends, the boil smiled pleasantly.
Approaching the Professors, AJ grinned politely. "Good morning, Professor Winter. Name's AJ, Second Year, Monster fraction. Would you like to have a small treat, Ma'am?" He raised up the hand with a bag of Cinnamon Swirl Pumpkin Cupcake, tepid. Professor Zephron would get the same offer as well.
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