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As Ai promptly leapt to leave the classroom and then suddenly began to expunge her vampiric blood, Joseph whilst not surprised - as he had gathered such a fit was incoming - he was still disturbed at the quantity as any 'sane' person might be. Like a row of dominoes though, the initial action planted a seed of chaos amongst the class as laughter echoed only to suddenly be interrupted by the shattering of glass. Such events were common in this school to a point, however Joseph's goal was to move them beyond such primal ways of handling matters.

Chaos promptly ensued the classroom as people jostled to look out the window, then shoved and began throws fists and claws at one another in an attempt to get the best spot, in seconds the class had moved past looking at the damage caused by others to inflicting their own and unlike other supernatural teachers, Joseph lacked the ability to man handle them all in line. Muttering to himself as he combed his hair back with his fingers, "I was expecting this, but not on the first day...". Glancing aside, Joseph cast his glance to Viktor, Sasha and Ai before speaking abruptly over the din, "You two, take her to the infirmary and tell the nurse what happened and Sasha, I'd like to speak with you after you've done that".

Dodging a desk that had been unceremoniously tossed across the classroom, Joseph rubbed his temples as he looked back to the class and began to record the faces of the students fighting and those that were not. For the most part they were all accounted for, some had slipped out in the ruckus but he noted that those were the quieter ones - the growing stack of papers on his desk made him assume the ones wishing to avoid the brawl were escaping while they still could. Glancing across the faces again and leafing through the papers, he noted all the people missing from the room had turned them in except for two people which surprised him.

Well, partly. Kishin had flown out the window before he could turn it in and the other was... Nyx? He had expected him to be in the centre of the brawl. "Where did he go...?"

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Nyx was a moving blur as he leapt out the broken window and sprinted in the direction Kishin had flown - and he had flown much further than Nyx had expected Sasha to be capable of, a fact he quietly deposited in the back of his mind in case he ever had a fight with the guardian. Kishin had been launched in the direction of the woods, an area which encompassed much of the eastern area of the Academy grounds and whilst safe for the most part the deeper areas weren't the most friendly of places. In fact due to the proximity of the edge of the woods, Nyx half expected to see him caught up in a branch somewhere.

With one eye on the ground and the other on the tree tops, Nyx rapidly slowed down to a average - human - running pace as he began scouring the area. Now in earnest, Nyx didn't know the victim of Sasha personally, they might of exchanged words or glanced at each other in the past across lessons but by all other regards they were strangers to each other. So why might he want to help him? Well truthfully Nyx was bored and as much as the classroom scrap seemed interesting he honestly didn't want to risk being shoved out of Self-Control group due to his, ah, issues.

So keeping that in mind or at least trying to Nyx made some distance into the woods before his train of thought was completely run off its tracks by a sound that goes through you like electric current, sensational yet literally, shocking. The sound repeated continuously and it took Nyx a moment to clear his over-sensitive ears before realising he had heard howling and with each step he took further in, it only grew louder. "Wolves?", Nyx idly mused before shaking his head, "It isn't winter yet, they only come here then... so...", piecing the puzzle together as he rounded a particularly large tree and gave a wry grin.

Near the base of the next tree was a majestic black wolf but not of the normal kind he had presumed earlier, the eddies of occult energy that swirled about it in his vision gave Nyx ample understanding that it was a werewolf. At the sight of the werewolf - Amelia, not that Nyx knew - his thoughts of finding Kishin had vanished in the wind as he stared on at her. Nyx by and large had always found a relation to the werewolves despite the lack of blood he shared with them, he was worlds apart from true demons and he was more like their kind, of internal beasts and impulses and a strong pack mentality infused in him by his early days of survival. In earnest, he wished he was one at times so he could relate further.

Still, as what he was and how the werewolves often acted left a void in his contact with their kind, he was naturally reviled and they were commonly reclusive to all but their own kind due to their instinctual 'pack mentality'. Due to this, Nyx was unsure how to interact with Amelia as time passed until he decided to break his standing silence with a tentative wave at the she-wolf which he doubted had not noticed him by now and with an equally tentative, if not shaky voice. "Hey, it isn't often your kind is out alone like this".