Mythological Wonders {Class}

[Faye]

One of his very first classes was about to commence. It was early morning and the morning air held an icy chill to it which made Mr. Bezarius shiver a little, rubbing his arms as he sat calmly in his chair, a single emerald green eye scanning over a book laid out on his desk. If one were to glance at the cover, it would say 'Teaching for Dummies' he had gotten it out at the library. He knew absolutely nothing about teaching or even what mythology was but he was fairly up-to-date in what he should be teaching since the Headmaster was the one who sorted out what happens within this 'curriculum' of theirs.

It was so different to Wonderland, so much calmer, boring, not exciting at all... He even tried to slice one of his tea cups in half but the knife wouldn't go through! His emerald green eye's gaze averted from the paper to his cup of tea, the sweet aroma from the tea caressed his nose and he picked up the cup, sipping on it gently. Ah well, he'd eventually get used to it, at least there was no Queen of Hearts anywhere. However, the Headmaster was a tad scary.

Wearing his usual black slacks, black lace up shoes and a short sleeved white button up shirt with a black blazer over the top to keep him warm until the temperature heated up at midday, Seth glanced outside, seeing the students begin to pile in through the door, ah... he'd have to start learning all their names and everything too, now.

And, it was only a matter of time before a certain 'someone' turned up first. A light shiver went down his spine, he was dreading the class already. "He's an alright boy, you know Seth~" The rag doll sitting on Seth's shoulder did in fact talk, it had the voice of a young girl, about the age of twelve or so in human years. Seth had noticed they were a lot younger than he was.

"Sigh. Maybe, he's just... Ugh, I just hope he doesn't broadcast his affection towards myself to everyone this morning," He leaned back in his chair gently as he closed the Teaching for Dummies book and slipped it into his drawer, away from students eyes and awaited their arrival.

[tea]

If there was a time of day that Jing specifically didn't like it was around the time of siix-ish to seven-ish AM. It was the time starting and between when he'd be waking up, getting ready and then going out to school. Jing hated getting out of bed in the morning and some times he just didn't, but he was quickly running out of sick days, and he doubted the nurse would believe anymore of his lies.

He grumpily carried himself into Mythology class that morning with bedhead and sloppily buttoned and tucked uniform. Unfortunately, because he was afraid he might have been late, Jing skipped out on breakfast, and when he skipped out on breakfast, he became grumpy and a lot less talkative, but here he was, on time for class. He heard the new teacher talking to himself strangely on his way into class, but he decided to ignore it. The last time he commented on someone talking to himself ono this island, he got yelled at by an angry French girl. Jing didn't want a repeat of that, especially with this new teacher who by the looks of the grin of his face, was kinda creepy.

Jing ambled to a corner seat in the back of the class near the window and took a seat. Without a moment to waste, he folded his arms down on top of his desk and laid his head down for a catnap.

[Kyerin]

It was with great effort that Spike drug himself out of bed that morning to shower and get ready for class; he really wished that he didn't have any classes before noon. But while he could pick what classes to take, he couldn't pick their times, and this teacher apparently wanted to torment him with having class in the morning. Well, on the other hand, it was mythology, and considering that general myths of each region had their representatives at the school, it couldn't be too bad.

The werewolf managed to get his hair as flat as it would stay, so it didn't at least stick up past his ears, and threw on a short sleeve shirt and jeans; it was starting to warm up, but not quite warm enough for shorts. His mind was already thinking ahead to the upcoming break; maybe if he was lucky, he could go somewhere with a group of girls... someplace private.

This fantasy filled his head and helped him make it from his dorm room to his classroom... where he caught sight of the creepy teacher. Spike made himself as inconspicuous as he could (which wasn't that much, since no one else seemed to have a tail), and sat in a desk closer to the back; something about the man and his shoulder doll bothered him.

[Nicolette]

The beginning of March had finally arrived, and though it was still a little chilly outside, it was finally beginning to warm up. The morning was still quite cool, though, especially with the new winds that had picked up with the coming of the new season later in the month.

She wore a light jacket and scarf over her uniform, carrying a simple book bag in her right hand as she walked through the halls of the school. Her multicolored eyes were focused on the familiar paths in front of her. It was just like every other day, but there would be a new change. The mythology class would be receiving a new teacher today. The twelfth year English teacher had been subbing the class for so long, and now they finally had a teacher of their own, who even took on Journalism.

As the Student Council President, she felt it her duty to welcome him to the school. She thought for a moment before she reached the door, trying to find the memory in her mind that held the name of the teacher.

Ah yes, Mr. Bezarius.

Nicolette De la Fontaine walked into the classroom, a smile placed carefully on her lips. She walked straight to the teacher's desk, ignorning the harsh beating of her heart in her chest. He looked... odd... Almost scary. She approached the desk and stopped in front of it, keeping her smile in its place.

"Welcome to the T'zenshin Institute, Monsieur Bezarius." Her French accent was clear in her voice, though her English was very proper, leaving little confusion to what she was saying. "It is a pleasure to have you at our school. I do hope you enjoy teaching here. I am Nicolette De la Fontaine, the Student Council President. If there is anything you need, please do not hesitate to ask."

She tried to keep her tone calm and her words even, trying to keep herself from speaking too fast. She often did that when she was nervous.


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[Matthew [Katherine] Fletcher will be in within the next few posts.]


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He'd felt so alone sleeping in the dormitory room. He didn't quite care for his roommate, not even bothering to get the boy's name. It wouldn't even really matter; he wouldn't be spending too many days in the dormitory, if he had it his way. Maybe he could get Emilie to convince the man to let him stay more often...

His ears twitched and his tail moved like it had a mind of its own. He was so excited to get to go to his first day of classes... But only because Mythology was his first class, and HE taught that class. He couldn't wait to see him, even though they had seen each other the previous day.

He sauntered down the hall, his backpack bouncing against his back. He was dressed in his uniform, though there was a small hole in the back of the pants for his tail to move freely. He didn't care if he was the oddest looking student at the T'zenshin Institute; other people's opinions didn't matter!!...

Unless they were like those boys back in Wonderland...

William Frost paused outside the Mythology classroom, his emerald eye casting down to the ground for a moment. It wouldn't happen again... The humans of the 'real world' weren't as cruel as the humans of Wonderland... They couldn't be....

A wide grin spread across his lips as he pushed open the door and pranced inside. He let out a cry of joy when he saw Seth sitting at the front desk.

"Good Morning, Sethy~!" He called out, moving over to the man with quick speed and feline grace. He hopped onto the desk on his hands and knees and moved his face to nuzzle Seth's cheek, much like a cat would do to its master. He then reached a hand up and gave the doll a gentle pat on the head. "Good morning, Emilie~" He said, his voice just as cheerful.

[Faye]

[Note: There's a decent amount here now, anyone joining after my post is considered late]

With a few comments to Emilie about keeping quiet until more students arrived, Seth noticed quite a few of the students were beginning to arrive through the door, he noticed their puzzled and scared expressions laid out of their faces. The creepy grin on his face only grew with the thought of his 'madness' was having such an affect on the humans. They were so much easier to toy with than the people back in Wonderland.

No Queen of Hearts either. Hah!

Each of the students had sat down without a word, just awaiting the class the begin which would be very soon. However, one student walked in, she looked a bit frail but still held a bit of confidence in her aura. She also spoke to him. The Student Council President...? Hmm, he was sure the Headmaster said something about that too... Hmm... maybe she was higher up than the other students. Meh. His creepy grin turned into a warm smile as he turned to her, "It's very nice to meet you Nicolette and thank you for the welcome, I'm sure if I have any inquiries I will ask," He said in reply.

Then that turned up. Seth had only caught a glimpse of the purple fur ball of trouble before he heard his ecstatic voice, he cringed hoping he would just sit down but no, he was now up on his... UP ON HIS DESK!? He also felt something nuzzle his cheek, his emerald eye widened, "WILL! What are you doing!?" He demanded, he felt embarrassment fall over him and he wondered what other people would be thinking... He gently moved Will's face from his, he felt bad about his reaction but it was a surprise and something uncalled for! Emilie didn't seem to care, however, she would be smiling if she were alive, "Good morning, Will!" She said. Okay NOW people would be freaked out.

First, cat boy nuzzling teachers cheek, and on his desk. Now the creepy doll that sits on his shoulder talks. Great first impression.

[Natsuki]

Natsuki walked through the halls. She'd woken up late. She hadn't even had any breakfast.....and she was hungry now. She walked into the class, pissed off she was late. It was her own fault she was late-really the fault or her alram clock which hardly worked half of the time anymore-so she was going to have to get over it. As she walked in she gave a passing glance to the teacher just as he was getting nuzzled on the cheek by some catboy. "I'm late. My alarm clock didn't go off. I'm sorry. Won't happen again."