Insane Academy

He blinked as she tried to bite into his hand, the metallic coating causing her teeth to glance off. "Please release my friend," Adam asked calmly, smiling a little at her.

"P-put Randa down.."

Saranda tried to claw at her face.

Saranda hisses.

Adam sighs, clenching and unclenching his fists.

Leis and Kyt both arrive at the front of the school. "I hope this is the right place... It probably is, lets go!" Leis didn't pull on Kyt's leash, knowing that the Lamia hated that. She didn't like putting in on Kyt either, but she knew that most people distrust the Lamia. Leis entered the building hesitantly, not sure if she was the first person there.

Meelan is sitting in her classroom, working on what appears to be a drawing of an unidentified woman. "No.... No... That's not right!"

((I have been informed that it is time for History class! Yaaaaaaaay!))

The bell rings, and Zorvan's voice is heard. "History time! All students to class!" He says, in a sing song voice.

"Oh! Well then, that's helpful... But I don't know where the class is..." Leis looks around, looking for a map.

Saronda glances at Erika, then flips her spell book open. She reads something in Arcanum, and Saranda disappears. "Class... And she's -my- sister, not yours..."

A Purple trail leads History students to Zorvan's class room. Another trail also leads other students to his room, if they follow. Because there are not enough students in History.

Adam follows it, still coating in three inches of metal, his footsteps sending thumps through the floor, he enters the classroom.

He is followed by Leis and Kyt.

The room, oddly enough, appears to be mostly normal. Zorvan sits at a desk in the front, made of some odd, purple wood. The door, on the inside, appears to be reinforced. "Ah! Greetings, students! I will be your History teacher! Please, choose your seats and so on!" Zorvan says, grinning.

"Okay. I'm Leis, and this is Kyt. Is it alright if she comes in with me?" Leis asks.

"Sure, sure!"

"Thank you!" Leis takes a seat in the middle, and Kyt coils up beside her. "Hi!" Leis says to Adam.

He turns and nods, and a close observer can note the coating on his eyes.

Saronda follows slowly, tucking her spellbook into her bag. Saranda arrives a few minutes later, human again.

"You are?" Leis holds her hand out to him.

"Welcome, welcome, take your seat!" Zorvan says as the next two enter.

"Adam Salhin."

They move to two seats towards the back of the classroom.

"Good to meet you!" She smiles. "I'm Leis Aryian, and this is my Lamia, Kyt." Kyt waves at him.

"Everyone here? Good! I am Zorvan! I shall be your history teacher, and I assure you, this will be very fun. Or at least, it will be for me! So where to begin, hmm? Any suggestions, worlds, timelines, theories, so on?"

Suddenly Loup is sitting in a seat at the back, wearing a black trenchoat and Fedora, and for some reason, dripping water all over the floor.

"What do you know of the Bedouin?" Adam asks, taking a seat that creaks mightily under him.

Loup tips him a subtle wink, appearing to the class as a seventeen year old, but Loup is always Loup, and appears so to his students.

"Sounds good," Adam says, beaming at him.

"Ah... The D-darklings are interesting..."

"Okay then! So we'll start off with this Bedouin, then onto the darklings?" Zorvan claps, and the floor of the room turns into a random splatter of colors. Those touching the floor feel nothing different.

Kyt looks at Erika and smiles.

Loup tugs off his fedora, shaking out his long, very wet, hair, pulling a towel from his sleeve, he dries himself off.

"The Bedouin are a people," Adam says, looking confused.

"I see! This should be interesting, then!" The color splatters spread to the walls and ceilings as well, getting more and more mixed.

Kyt gestures to Leis, tugging on the leash. Leis looks over. "Oh, hi! I'm Leis. This is Kyt, my pet." Kyt smiles.