Within your next posts please finish up whatever you're doing currently so that we may time-skip to the first day of class. Classes begin at 8AM and everyone has the same schedule, which basically looks like a regular school schedule. Maths, English, Chemistry, what have you. Nothing out of the ordinary, for this unordinary school.
What the students are unaware of, though, is when they get to this first class of the day, they're being tested. It's a simple test, really. Just seeing how they all behave in a 'controlled' environment, one where they can't just get up and walk away. It's homeroom, let's get a little rowdy, shall we?
On a completely unrelated subject, you swear when you headed up to the dorms last night that you went up two flights of stairs and made a few lefts and a right.. but this morning when you headed to the dining hall for breakfast, it was only one flight and two lefts... Perhaps you were just so tired you misremember?
What the students are unaware of, though, is when they get to this first class of the day, they're being tested. It's a simple test, really. Just seeing how they all behave in a 'controlled' environment, one where they can't just get up and walk away. It's homeroom, let's get a little rowdy, shall we?
On a completely unrelated subject, you swear when you headed up to the dorms last night that you went up two flights of stairs and made a few lefts and a right.. but this morning when you headed to the dining hall for breakfast, it was only one flight and two lefts... Perhaps you were just so tired you misremember?
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__ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ: Homeroom
__ᴡʜᴇɴ: August 10th, 2015
__ᴡʜᴏ: None
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He's relatively intrigued by the prospect of classes at the academy, until he gets his schedule. It looks like any other school schedule would, there was no special classes for them, nothing. And if Tristen knew anything about school, it was that class time was just social time. That was the whole reason he took classes online, that and most teachers couldn't keep up with the speed of which he learned. A perk of never forgetting anything, he supposes.
They're supposed to be in the classroom for eight, which is the beginning of study hall, a class most kids would have considered optional really. He wouldn't be surprised if half the kids weren't there, and pretty much counts on his sister and Green being part of that half. Louella wasn't a fan of early mornings. While Tristen wasn't either, his body always woke him up bright and early, mental alarm clocks and whatnot. It was annoying, yes, but it got him to class on time.
His outfit is practically identical to the one he wore on the first day, white button up and black dress pants, but there's small differences, none that really matter. It just makes the point that his closet doesn't vary very much, it's mostly business casual, as is the person in the clothes. He gets to class early but not early enough that he's the first person there, enough time to find a good seat but not so much that he would grow horribly bored by the time 'class' started. He drops his bag down on a seat in the back left of the room, nearer the middle than the corner, and pulls out his phone.
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__ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ: Homeroom
__ᴡʜᴇɴ: August 10th, 2015
__ᴡʜᴏ: Staff, Characters
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The night before the first day of classes they stayed up so late that they both ended up passing out still in Asta's room. Which means that she woke up at seven forty five, pulled the fur blanket back up over her head, and then promptly remembered they had class. A quiet string of very unladylike words came flying out of her mouth as she stood and started trying to wake Asta up, only waiting until the other girl opened her eyes before she had taken off out of the room to head back to her own and get dressed.
Fortunately she'd had her outfit picked out for days now. Soon she returned back to Asta to drag the girl downstairs with her, or was it upstairs now?, and miraculously they made it to class with a few minutes to spare. Lou wasted no time in picking out her brother and making a beeline for him, tossing her new friend in the seat next to her twin and plopping herself down in the seat in front of Asta. "Brother, I trust you remember Astapora? Considering the way you could hardly take your eyes off her before, I'm gonna say the answer is yes." Her brother looked less than pleased with her, but she could care less. "Yes, I do recall her, Louella. It's quite nice to see you again Astapora." Lou made a face at her brother, who was unfairly good at playing nice, and though he'll deny it she's positive he made a face back before plastering that charming grin on his face. "I wonder when those two boys that made the scene at dinner will get here... The one with the white hair was quite cute!" Louella goes on to say to Asta, a little too loudly.