Insane Academy

Saronda glances around, looking for a place to sit where her tail won't be smushed. Meelan slips in, and, unsurprisingly, just paints herself her own chair.

The vessel lets out a slight rumble as she paints it in. Loup sings softly in a soothing voice. Adam flops into an overstuffed chair, snuggling deeper into it. Loup herds the rest of the students into the vessel, entering a compartment at the front of the vessel.

Samuas sits in one of the chairs, separated from the others.

Zorvan attempts to merge with the ship.
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By hugging it.

An electrical current runs through the skin of the ship, zapping him into a chair.

Zorvan hugs the chair. Not to merge with it, but because he wants to hug the chair.

The ship rumbles a little, waiting for Sir Salington.

Salington pops into existence beside Loup.

"Not precisely the best maneuver. This ship gets nervous with strange people being up here. I would suggest being back there."

The ship shudders up and down its length, from both the magic used and the intrusion into the front compartment. Loup puts a gentle hand upon the ship, singing gently to it.

"Oh, but I am most sorry, let me get out of your way." His wings aren't flapping again, as he pops into existence near Samuas. "Oh my, how... interesting."

The ship rumbles again, as Loup strains to calm the ship before the doors slam shut and seal. Loup's voice can be heard through a special set of speakers.
"Bathrooms are in the corridor to the left. Personal entertainement systems are built into the left arm of the chairs for your pleasure. We have three stops on our trip, two pickups and then our destination. Please make yourself as comfortable as you wish, and do not hestitate to simply speak up if you need anything. Ready? Then here we go!"

The ship lurches a little during takeoff, the settles. Outside the windows, stars can be seen whipping past at impossible speed.

"Interesting? What do you mean by that?"

"How would you know that?"

"Nice to meet you, I assume you already know my name and the names of those who trained me, so I'll keep introducing myself for others." He smiles and reads the 2 pages of the book that are actually THERE.

Salington touches a claw too the book and a new page appears. This page appears to be blue fire, written upon in red fire. "A gift, child of circumstance." he says, nice and mysterious-like.

Samuas flips to the page, surprisingly, it's not the 3rd page like it normally would, it's about 30 pages in. He glances at the page.

Upon it, written in an old form of draconic, are words of power. Not one, but four. Each of these appears to be a different temperature of fire breath.
"Consider it a down payment for a favor you'll do me later."

"Noted, I'll try this later, when I'm sure that I won't kill everyone in sight."

Zorvan glances over at it and giggles. A little madly, yes.

Samuas ignores him and closes his tome, and appears to be meditating.

Zorvan turns into a wall.

Samuas looks at him and says to himself "This is gonna be a long semester, isn't it?"

Zorvanwall talks. "Yyyyup."