"Yeah, Kyle McLoughton." Kyle finished his words with the registrar after the woman in front had finished and proceeded to wonder around the waiting area. She said exactly the same thing as she did to the woman after all, something about a free period and the location of the headmaster's office on the map. Things would be much easier if there was even a map to begin with. However, it seemed rude to interrupt the registrar once more for an enquiry on where one could find a map, only for the bitch to point out it was under his nose. No, that'd be too embarrassing, not for a refined 'human' such as Kyle.

And that was when the woman had spoke out in general; "Er... a-is anyone gonna eat this...?", of course her followed actions made it obvious that she didn't need an answer as she proceeded to drag the man's body away. That's a bit disrespectful, that guy was a good man, joined the special forces because of his family tradition and all. This bitch can't just disappear and eat the guy, no matter what race she is.

"Excuse me, Miss." Kyle called out to the woman before giving a small pause, thinking about what he was planning on doing. Would it be considered ungentlemanly to disturb someone when collecting 'food' in some cultures of monster? He can't just point out that eating that guy is disrespectful, that would be hypocritical. Instead, Kyle proceeded to pull one of his hands out of his pocket, allowing him to cough into his fist before righting his blue tie and the strap of the large case he carried on his back [continuity error dammit, forgot to mention this in my previous post]. "I don't suppose you know how one can reach the headmaster's office?"

---

After several attempts of fixing the disturbed footprint, Imdius decided that his artwork of 'dickbutt' was a good enough replacement before returning back to his workplace. He still had a large amount of time before his teaching begins, and Waylen seemed to show some signs of 'I wanna talk to you'. Or perhaps it was the convenient sneeze one has when others are talking of them, and who else to talk smack about Imdius than Waylen Monstrum himself. After all, he's the only guy who has the balls to talk smack about Imdius in the first place.

And so, Imdius made another teleportation trip towards Monstrum's academy, after paying a visit to McDonalds to pick up a couple meals. It was just in time too, the student council had just been dismissed by the headmaster, leaving him alone in his office once again. And just like before, Imdius suddenly appeared in one of the chairs in the blink of an eye. Smiling casually as he placed the two McDonald's bags on Waylen's desk. "Yo, I got some time to kill, thought I'd come chill." He spoke out as he lit yet another cigarette with his finger fire, allowing his body to slump back in the chair, his leg held across the other knee with one arm hanging over the back of the chair. He was even kind enough to point the cigarette back towards Waylen, one poked out further than the others to allow him to easily pull it out. "What'd you think of the little shits I chose?"

Shame gave a light chuckle. "Sorry, it's a bad habit for me." She apologized about the whistle. Divination? She was lost at first, but then recognition hit like a stone. "Ah, yes. Divination is my next class and it looks like we both need help getting there. Heh..." Her hetero chromatic red-blue eyes traveled over to the demon boy, returning her eyes back to Thomas as he look over. "Names Shame..." She smiled kindly, holding out her hand. She was hoping to make at least one friend. And Thomas seems like a good guy.

"Well," Brienne began to answer the sharp-toothed boy's statement, "Getting shrapnel to the shoulder isn't the worst I've ever been hurt. Getting mad about it won't make me un-stabbed either." She had to admit that the throb in her head hadn't lessened, however. "Cooler heads prevail, and all that." Shuffling the rest of the way into Monstrum's office alongside Gem, she attentively paid attention to the headmaster's words. A job? Of all the things she expected, an actual job wasn't it.

Distracted by the thoughts of how best to allocate her resources, the harpy snapped back to reality when Monstrum started trying to balance a folder on her head. What? It slipped off of her hair repeatedly. Then he started adding bird seed to the issue. One bag. Two bags. More. Standing perfectly still, she waited until the obviously crazy man finished balancing the documents on her head.

At least the news of a free period put her a little less on edge. A nap would do her a world of good. With a gentle parting wave (to carefully avoid knocking the precariously balanced and weighted folder off of her head) Brienne scooched out of the room. After the door closed, she held her wings out in front of her like a basket, then tilted her head forward to dump the contents off. Mercifully, none of the papers slid out of the folder. Awkwardly shuffling the folder underneath one of her wings, the harpy negotiated the bird seed into one of her taloned feet. In a display of mind-boggling dexterity, she shifted the folder from one wing to the other, opened her shoulder-slung knapsack, stuffed it inside, then bent her foot back up to scoop up the bird seed and drop it on top of the mess. "I'll drop this stuff off in the council room." Well, after her nap, that was.

Rolling her shoulders back, she shot a strange, winged salute to Gem. Hopping a bit further through the room, she noticed a map... on the wall across from Monstrum's office. It seemed an odd part of the room to place a campus map on, but at this point she didn't care. Cocking her head to the side, much like a curious falcon, she pin-pointed both her location and the location of the dormitory building. Carefully studying the floor-plan of the building, she committed it to memory after half a minute. Walking out into the hallway, she took to wing again, flapping her bloodied and clean wing a few times before doing something she rarely did - used her magic.

Though by itself, the magic wasn't particularly strong or useful, when paired with the harpy's wingbeats, it shot her forward at a speed she couldn't hope to reach normally. She almost felt bad for anyone who might be too close, as the wind-wave from her passage would no doubt muss hair, ruffle feathers, fluff fur, and send papers flying. Practically zooming through the straight halls, then using her wind to bank her turns without losing too much speed, the harpy made her way past rooms and a few confused students.

Along the way, she spotted a vaguely familiar, horned shape. And that boy from the council meeting earlier. As she flew by like a leaf in a storm, she called, "Hi, Sen! Hi, other person!" Whether or not they heard was up for debate, but the flow of her passing was unmistakable. Through her blurred vision, she also spotted the cat-eared boy she'd seen before she skipped sparring class, and some other girl. She would have waved to them as well, but Brienne didn't want to tumble out of the air.

A handful of turns later, she burst out into the main entrance, then out of the school building. Gaining height in a twisting spiral of wind, wings, and flying hair, the harpy took a moment to luxuriate in simply being outside and unconstrained. Pinpointing the dormitory building, she glided down most of the way, then flew just above the ground for the last few yards. Pushing the doors open, she wandered around for a bit before finding her room - 205. Luckily, the door was unlocked. Pulling open the round-handled door proved much harder than the entry doors, but after a few tries she managed it.

Walking in, she noticed someone asleep on the other bed in the room. Shrugging, she plopped her knapsack on the small desk as quietly as possible. Fishing through it for a pencil and some paper, she quickly scribbled out two notes. The handwriting was a bit bad, since she had to write with her foot, but it was definitely legible. Struggling to get the door open again, she moved back into the hall and slipped one under each of the doors to either side of her own room. As soon as she finished, the harpy promptly returned to her own room and plopped onto her bed for a nap.

~~~

Hi, neighbor!
My name is Brienne, from room 205. Come say hi if you want, I'm pretty friendly!

"You may as well go ahead and put me on the committee to organize that dance as well." Gem sighed, slightly annoyed by the careless attitudes every teacher seemed to have in this place. He left the office and set to finding his way to this meeting room he'd spoke of. Chances where he'd be the only one taking this job seriously. He was going to make it work. First thing to address was the meeting room.

He found it without too much of an issue and walked right in. Sadly it looked to be a little outdated. It consisted of a large oval table and a set of chairs half of which needed replacing as well as a dirty chalk board with a penis badly drawn in the corner in sharpie. Gem grimaced and attempted to rub it off with his sleeve. "Of course it wouldn't come off." he muttered.

"Well this has got to change for one."

Gem took a seat at the head of the table. The office chair wobbled precariously on it's loose wheels but Gem managed to sit confidently on it. He rifled through his satchel and felt cold metal suddenly reminded that he'd tucked a gun away in there. He took it out and examined it quietly. "I was going to give this to the headmaster."

He smiled quietly and gripped the gun securely with both hands, his grip seeming familiar and comfortable. He imagined someone else there a figure with a shifting complexion. All the teacher's he'd had, his parents, Imidius and the other teachers, Sen and even the headmaster. "I ought to make some cursed bullets for this. Make some kind of use for this." Aiming his gun at the chalk board he imagined himself in uniform patrolling the corridors with the gun on his belt. "How does the Monstrum Police sound?" He muttered to himself. With that he stood and made his way to the computer lab dropping the gun back into his satchel as he went.


Tom took her hand hesitantly and shook it. "Tom." He replied a little bewildered by it all. He had to remind himself not to sniff her hand first.

"I'm not a neko by the way. Everyone mistakes me for one ever since I got this body. I'm no cute little 'nyan nyan' japanese cliche using cat puns in every sentence. I'm a cat god. Dogs will worship the ground any human walks on but cats. Cats only worship me." He smiled as if it was meant to impress her in some way. Not that being a god of cats was something to boast about. After all most cats sleep 90% of their day away. In a way he was a god of laziness. "What about you?"

He turned to walk with her down the hall. He figured if he walked in one direction eventually they'd come across a map or a teacher that would point them in the right direction. If not he'd find a spot to nap and blame his absence on a stomach ache or something. For the moment Tom seemed utterly oblivious to Sen, offering only a glance in his direction, crinkling his nose at the distinct scent of hellfire clinging to his clothes like a smoker's perfume. For the moment Tom was determined to fly under the radar of creatures like demons and dragons which generally speaking traditionally had more nefarious and powerful powers than he did. Even more so now he had the majority of his powers locked within his meat suit. A demon prince seemed like more trouble than was necessary.

Kaen Phokus

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Since the dragon was off on is own devices, Kaen took this chance to practice his higher grade magical abilities that he couldn't teach at the school. The gym was the perfect place for it, as it has plenty of space and enough magical shielding to prevent any collateral damage. He started by heading out to the center of the gym and setting his knuckles ablaze with fire with which he punched the ground and from the impact sprouted a warlock's circle across the ground 30ft in diameter with many symbols etched into the wooden floor across the circle. Starting with the alteration school of magic, he sat on the floor cross-legged and began to meditate.

He levitated up into the air still in his pose and stayed concentrated on his magic. He slowly formed large heavy orbs of pure force around him, four orbs in all that could hold his entire folded body in their core. The orbs began to bend gravity and get even heavier as the room began to slowly bend inward and a large amount of force began to push outwards from the pressure. When Kaen couldn't handle the strain of keeping the heavy orbs aloft anymore, he slowly released the strain and phased the orbs into nothing once more and let the gravity of the room return to normal including himself, putting him back in the middle of the circle. He released his held breath and looked at the glow of the daylight outside to judge the time.

"Ten minutes, not my best time." He stood up and recovered his strength, feeling the shockwaves of magic energy from his personal challenge resonate through the school. More than likely it would be felt by anyone with magical talent, not to mention the other teachers. It was often that he practiced magic so this wasn't a bad thing. He was however warned by Monstrum not to overdo it, since it might damage important systems that keep the school running smoothing. He took a break to re-hydrate and stretched after the high-gravity training, then walked back into the circle and prepared himself mentally for the next challenge.

Aiko Nozaki
As Randal turned, Aiko prepared herself mentally for a slap across the face, though instead received nothing of the sort, her hitched breath releasing itself in a confused mumble, "M-Mistress?" her unmoving eye sockets remained wide as they always did, though would have grown wider in the embarrassment she felt upon receiving the title of 'Headmaster's Mistress', "I-I'm not" Aiko struggled to dispel the rumour and shortly gave up after noticing she likely wouldn't keep Randal's attention for long if she didn't get straight to the point.

"U-uhm. Your father asked me t-to.. uh, check up on you.." Aiko kept her voice low, her intention was not to embarrass him with letting the pink girl know that he required baby-sitting from a porcelain doll half his size, but her voice was so low that Randal himself probably couldn't even hear her, let alone anyone else nearby. However, letting the pink girl hear her words was the least of Aiko's worries - the fact that Randal even needed to be 'watched over' by the Headmaster's Mistress was surely a hard pill to swallow for the young necromancer, whom was notorious for his lone-wolf attitude and self-proclaimed independence. Aiko was certain she was soon to receive a verbal beating once Randal had finished chatting up the girl in pink.

Waylan Monstrum
He owns this school. Behave.

Waylan stood from his desk as Imdius appeared. As the demon sat unceremoniously down in the chair, Waylan began to pace. "I've just met with the student council you chose. A chicken and some weird child. Do you think that this was a jo-" He sighed and put a hand down on the desk. "You're in charge of the dance now. Also, I need you to run some errands for me. I need a sample from the core, five shrunken heads from the Wilson family, specifically of Father Henry wilson. I need coffee from starbucks too. Venti hazlenut chocolate drizzle. all on my desk within a minute." The man then took out the contract he had been given by Imdius earlier, now signed. "there."

Randal "Flags" Monstrum

Randal narrowed his eyes as the little girl began to speak back to him, maintaining the condescending gaze as she switched the subjects. "my father sends his mistress to check up on his 'precious son' instead of getting off of his ass and keeping up appearances?" The boy's fist - still covered in a noticable amount of blood from his earlier bout - clenched. He forced himself to relax, spreading the fingers as he spoke in a low growl. "You can tell him that I am... Fine. Perfectly. Fine." The boy then turned back to the pink haired beauty. "Now. About that tour?"

Tenebris

Brienne stopped dragging the body as the boy the man had been escorting approached, wiping the fictional sweat off of her brow.
"The headmaster? oh, I'm actually going to go see him soon... I'm just kind of..." The Bogeyman gestured to the body. "you know. Skipped breakfast..."

Imdius listened to the headmaster's words, chuckling to himself as he described the student council members, only for his smile to fall as the head master sighed. His face fell even further as orders were thrown towards the carefree demon, his eyebrows furrowed as his mouth fell to an eccentric saddened state. "What the fuck? I ain't doing shit like that you little-" Imdius' words were quickly silenced as Walyan placed the contract on the desk, signed and all. Shit. Now Imdius has to be the bitch of the school in exchange for a ton of souls stored throughout the campus. At least it's an easy way to get souls...

Without a word, Imdius quickly stood from his chair. A fake smile plastered across his face as he spoke his words through spiteful teeth; "Whatever you say."
With that, he disappeared, reappearing within 50 seconds with everything Waylan had ordered, placing them kindly on the table before picking up his McDonald's and taking a bite into the happy meal.

---

The strange girl stopped in her tracks, pretending to wipe her brow as she turned to face Kyle. At least he managed to stop her, but how in hell would he manage to save the body? Of course, she was coming up with some annoying excuses of skipping breakfast, but at least she was also going to the headmaster. Kyle now has to turn this situation into killing two birds with one stone...

"That's great to hear, madam." Kyle stated, his face emotionless as his words were spoken in monotone. Perhaps this was a time to smile?
"I don't think it's healthy to eat that man. Especially for breakfast." Finally, it makes sense and doesn't suggest that Kyle's hurt by the scene. Perhaps it also shows off his gentlemanly nature, seeing as he attempted to sound like he cared.

Shame gave a slightly nervous chuckle, falling in step with Thomas. "Well... If you didn't see the fight. I'm part demon. And wolf... Not many people see me in my wolf form, mainly in schools. She crossed her arms over her chest with a sigh, her red eye peaking from her bangs that hung over her eye. "So cats worship you huh? That actually has to be kinda cool..." She smirked, looking over at him and looked over to the other two. Her eyes locked on the prince demon and, her senses sharper as something shifted inside her. She shuddered, the hair on the nape of her neck standing.

Aiko Nozaki
Aiko's eyes trailed down to Randal's fists, watching as they clenched. Aiko flinched, "R-right!" she gave a quick nod and a short bow, then backing up to her desk, taking a quick second to 'breath' before turning to look toward the headmaster's door. Imdius had entered earlier in the haze that was various staff and students rushing in and out of the main office, and Aiko hadn't seen Imdius leave the office yet, so she assumed he must still be inside.

Aiko didn't want to be rude by interrupting, but usually the Headmaster didn't seem to mind her presence, and she didn't hear any shouting from the other side of the door - Aiko gave a short knock with the back of her hand, her glass knuckles creating a dangerous sounding tap against the wood.

"S-sir.." Aiko's quiet voice echoed from the inside of her soul, it had a hint of rust to it, her tone evident of her aging soul inside of the doll casing she'd possessed on her day of death, "Y-your son is.. h-he says he's doing perfectly fine." Aiko stationed herself by the door, her head low in respect as she awaited her invitation to officially 'enter' the room, she felt it rude to charge into the middle of what was likely an important conversation. It seemed ok, however, to take a quick peek up at the Headmaster's desk, spotting a very familiar looking pile of paperwork, with the equally as familiar Headmaster's signature at the bottom.

Gohan backed his way in through a side door both bulky arms occupied carrying a large wooden crate with holes in the sides the size of quarters. He was a huge beast and had to duck to slip his head inside before turning to face down the hall. The box he held was tall and his chin rested on the top of it keeping it steady as the thing inside moved restlessly, causing it to shake.

"Out of the way, please!" He shouted, his gruff voice booming as he clumbsily eased his way past Thomas. Thomas took several steps back, guiding Shame away as well on his side of the hallway subconsciously tugging her by the sleeve, not really thinking on the gesture. Gohan made to move past the others in the hall. "Oi! You too, kid, step aside!" He demanded towards Sen who happened to be directly in his way. His small wire rimmed glasses slid awkwardly down his snout causing the minotaur to pause and wriggle his nose trying to push them back. Every movement he made seemed to be....awkward. It put an image to the phrase 'bull in a china shop' and he constantly knocked his elbows and tail into things as he passed them. The clothes he wore, a simple dress shirt and a tie along with short slacks that only went to his knees do his odd bovine hooves all seemed messy and rather informal for a teacher's attire. He fumbled with a particular door not far around a corner before he turned to call back to them. "O-oi, one a' you give me a hand here."

Thomas looked on warily and with great curiosity. He'd never seen a minotaur before, he'd always assumed they'd look more frightening than the beast before him. Gohan by comparison....looked kind of like a bumbling oaf.

Waylen Monstrum
He owns this school. Behave.

Waylen waved his hand in dismissal as he picked up his coffee, bringing it to his lips and tasting it, before grumbling that there was too little cream. "be sure to go watch the children during the free period." The man then kicked back in his chair and picked up the flesh-bound tome on his desk and began to flip through it as if it was an issue of Cosmo, rather than the mind-warping, omniscient journal of a mad man."And send Aiko in. I need her help with something"

Randal "Flags" Monstrum

Randal chuckled softly and took the girl's hand before he began walking, heading out of the L-shaped main building. "of, no. That's not my blood." He gestured to the main courtyard, adorned with the main fountain that linked it to the aquatic passageways beneath the school - so designed for Kelpies, merfolk, undynes, and other aquatic monsters that called this school home. "Here, this is the main courtyard. You can tell by its location near the cafeteria and the tables that this can be used for meals of various types. That entrance over there- He gestured to a larger set of buildings, labeled as the school store. "- you can purchase supplies and glamoures. The gnomes inside also offer a postal service if you want to send mail back home." The boy gently lead his pink haired companion towads the next area, a large greenhouse near the northeast of the campus. "This is the garden. all of the fruit and vegetables inside are available for students to consume. Feel free to stop by any time, honestly. Behind that, there's a shooting range. Don't ask why, father likes guns. I could spend hours showing you around. is there anywhere in particular you wish to go?"

Tenebris

The Bogeyman rocked on her heels for a bit before sighing and dropping the body. "you're quite right. I suppose I should start watching my figure anyway. would you like to go get something while we wait for the headmaster to become available? I hear that there's a food court that's open all hours of the day..."

Gohan merely chuckled at Sen's insolent remarks. "Maybe so boy, perhaps I'll ask for your help again in the future. For a demon you seem quite willing to be of help." He gave Sen a jovial smile and went on to put the box on the teacher's desk in the front of the classroom. The beast inside hissed angrily at the sudden vibrations and what looked like the tongue of a snake flicked out of one of the holes in the side.

Tom had not expected Sen to go up to him. The motion made his eyes widen slightly and he looked around to see who he was walking towards. When he turned back Sen was leaning close to him. The scent of demon was thrust into his face causing him to wince. His ears flipped back against his scull almost. He trembled despite his shame for doing so, he knew Sen was fucking with him but a cat will always be a cat. Sen made it clear his intention to speak to him, the fact that he couldn't hide from him, probably knowing full well that was what had gone though his head at the sudden gestures. Thomas gaped like a fish and gave an unintelligible response before everything went black.

Thomas had not passed out. His view had been obscured by his own clothing as his form faltered, popping into the shape of a cat almost as if he'd always been the cat and the human form had been an illusion. The pile of clothing writhed and his small black head popped out of a sleeve. His eyes looked furious, annoyed, and the agitated twitch of his tail mirrored his embarrassment. 'In front of everyone too!' He struggled out of the sleeve, trailing his shirt across the floor a ways before slipping free and scampering down the hallway. 'How embarrassing! Shame probably thinks I'm an idiot thanks to that jerk!' He mewled angrily as he passed through Sen's retreating legs, hoping to cause him to trip. He slipped into the library and hid with ease among the jungle of bookshelves. He'd go back to normal eventually he just had to calm himself. He wasn't sure it was the best idea though since he'd be naked. Thomas hid between books, his little kitten's body trembling with Adrenalin, tail flicking back and forth with unease. He'd just have to wait until the hallway cleared out and sneak his clothes back.....somehow...

Gem peered over his glasses only emphasizing Sen's own point. His soft lavender gaze took the demon in with little interest as the light from the computer screen reflected in his glasses. Gem pushed his glasses up and smirked, continuing with his plan. "Teacher's pet? Hardly. Unlike you I'm going to actually do something to take control of this place." He glanced up at Sen and a dark smile graced his deceptively innocent looking complexion. Gem was a siren, it wasn't hard to see that he'd play whatever song necessary to get the people to dance his way. Including Sen if necessary. He leaned back and let Sen observe his work. "To rule, you need an army don't you?"

He had a poster, or rather the layout for one. It looked like a club recruitment, or rather a recruitment to Monstrum's Campus Police. The color schemes vaguely brought to mind the Nazis with all the reds and blacks and Gem's image plastered across the front. "I'll need a General for my army though..." His eyes glimmered as he glanced at Sen, wondering if he'd take the bait for second in command. He'd get some power sure but he'd be taking orders from him, the guy he lost against.

Shame was caught off guard when the Minotaur drove through their path, Thomas pulling her by her sleeve. She felt sudden heat rise to her cheeks for some odd reason, her hair falling in her face. When she didn't feel Thomas' hold any longer, she felt somewhat empty, looking for him around her. That was when she suddenly looked at her feet. She saw a small cat scramble across the floor with clothes in the spot where he left.

The girl blinked and looked back at the clothes. It smelled like Thomas. The little wolf in her mind growled, the black floor under her wolf figure showed emptiness. No reflection. She cursed at the wolf figure of herself in the back of her mind and picked up his clothes, catching his scent and shifted, holding the cat's clothes in her jaws as she dashed to the cat, following the scent. She figured he might need clothes. She ran right through Sen's feet, her body low to the ground as her feet dashing before her.

Imdius clicked his tongue at Waylen's orders, he seemed to have grown a sudden dislike towards the headmaster. Although, he never expected him to sign the contract so freely. The man always seemed to be someone which was high on pride, refusing to sell his soul to a demon, even if it's just to order him around. This contract basically threw every kind of messing around with the headmaster out of the window, effectively making Imdius' life much more boring. Now he could only mess with the students and other teachers. Oh yeah, Sen, he's a good start for venting his anger...
With a smile, Imdius complied, nodding without a word as he left the room with a smirk.

Before leaving, Imdius noticed the doll standing at the doorway, waiting for the two's talk to finish so she could talk with the headmaster. Cute, she's such a kind and caring person for waiting patiently... Kinda.
"Looks like she's already here!" Imdius stated as he patted Aiko on the shoulder, giving a stance of 'Fucking save me please' as he walked by. Heading into the hallways to mess with the first student he comes into contact with.

---

Kyle nodded with approval at the girl's actions, finally, she understood. Well, not really understood, but she was convinced not to mutilate this man's body. It's still something. However, her words quickly stabbed Kyle in the chest, she had beaten the gentleman to offering to grab some tea. That was his job, he can't just let the woman do the deciding, that's just not gentlemanly.
Showing a face of disappointment and objecting is even worse though, so instead, he smiled a nice warm fake smile. Turning around on his heels as he moved his arms behind his back. "Certainly, I would be honoured to go grab some tea with such a gorgeous woman like you." He replied, silently celebrating that he managed to repeat the words of a spy movie he had seen in the lab. This line was certainly the words of a gentleman, there's no way it could fail.

Aiko Nozaki
Aiko stood nervously by the door, flinching slightly as she felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked up at the man and saw a very distinctive kind of look, an expression that seemed like it was a plea for help - Aiko looked around the office, were they under attack? Aiko suddenly seemed more panicked than usual, her eyes rattled within her porcelain skull as they checked each and every corner of the room for any sign of potential death, fortunately it seemed there were no threats, for now.

Aiko stepped forward and brushed off her uniform, loose specks of dust and frost sprinkling down from her skirt, having gathered there as a result of all the havoc in the other room. "S-sir" she attempted to clear what she could of her non-physically existent throat as she addressed the Headmaster, always wanting to make a good impression before him, "I-I spoke to your son, m-mister Randal. H-he says he's doing fine." her voice wavered slightly despite the professional appeal she tried to uphold, she felt as if she hadn't fulfilled her mission correctly, having been shrugged away by the Headmaster's son due to his interest in the pink-haired girl. Aiko continued, her eyes falling down to the contract she'd seen laid out on the table when she had entered, "D-did you need me for something else, Sir?"

Gem let a smile crawl across his face despite the crawl of discomfort that spread by way of uncomfortable tingles across his back and where Sen's breath brushed against him. He hated him being that close, there was no doubt about it. Gem was a control freak and he didn't give Sen permission to waft his demon scent all over him like that. It was odd. Gem couldn't definitively say that the scent itself was unpleasant this close. It was distinct. There are those out there that loved the scent of certain woods burning, it was close to that but hellfire burned in more than one way. The scent of a burning soul was something else entirely. Gem fought the desire to turn and throttle him and kept his relaxed pose, a master at physical deception. His heart however thudded rebelliously coupled with a very familiar hunger.

"Yes, we wait, and recruit where we must. There are hundreds of teenage monsters out there who are pent up and just want the chance to beat someone down. What better way than to give them the authority to do so. I'll have to dress it up pretty for the teachers and headmaster though so they accept the idea. I'm sure I can get Imdius to sign off on it. He'd be giddy over the idea and no doubt he'll find it cute that you're actually taking the initiative."

Gem grinned his cutest, most innocent smile and looked over to Sen. A blush even spread across his cheeks in an overtly, almost nauseatingly human fashion. He was so close! He brought a hand up and ruffled Sen's hair cutely paying no mind to the various horns sticking out from it. Gem couldn't help but think that it reminded him of petting a young sheep. "Its a good thing you don't have curly hair, Sen. You'd never escape the teasing."

Suddenly a thought spilled from his lips, unbidden. "What would you do if I started to eat you right now?"

It had to have been, at least slightly unnerving. With Gem's hands entwined with his long black hair gently gripping at a horn, smiling his cute, slightly dopey innocent smile. At that point Gem turned in his seat, his knees drawn up so that at any moment he could have leapt up and tackled Sen to the ground his teeth at his throat in moments. Gem let go of Sen's horn and placed a hand on the side of his face, still with that smile on his face. He leaned forward until he was as close as Sen had been moments ago, his breath against his ear. "All you've done so far is underestimate me, demon prince. Keep at it and I may just loose interest and kill you. Don't make it so easy by being so comfortable around me."

Gem then...licked his face. He just wanted to see what he tasted like. Just a small, sudden lick like one you'd do to a siblings hand if they were trying to keep you silent for some reason. Right on the cheek. Gem chuckled and sat normally in his chair. "I hope your insides taste better than your outsides. It'd be a waste of good flesh, honestly."

It was barely a compliment but he lent it to him. The face of the devil is a pleasing one, one to lure the hearts and minds of sinners from all walks of life. He had his father's looks one supposed. So what? Sen was attractive he'd let him have that at least. It would be a waste if he tasted like ash all the way through though. He wondered vaguely if Sen would have the brains to see through his threatening facade. Gem doubted it greatly.





Meanwhile, Thomas had taken to grooming himself on a couch in the library. It was empty and he was pretty sure no one saw him slink in there. He let down his guard for the moment and sat curled up combing through his soft black fur with diligent swipes of his tiny barbed tongue. He really did look like some average stray. A well groomed and fed stray with all parts intact. He picked bits of dirt from under his claws using his teeth before hopping down and taking a quiet tour through the aisles. The hall would clear soon he hoped. He could slink back out, transform back and slip into the nearest bathroom. It would be smooth and flawless. 'Stupid Sen.' he thought frustratedly. He'd figure out a way to pay him back for all that.

Shame paused every once in a while to make sure she was going the right way. Her hetero chromatic red-purple eyes dim from the shadows. Her bangs hovered over her red eye as she kept her head low, Thomas' clothes held in her jaws as she nudged in to the library. She sniffed into the air and let out a muffled bark, breaking into a sprint aimlessly. She hoped for him to appear out of no where since the library was so big. Her black fur waved through the air as she rushed through the library swiftly. Shame stopped to take a break and looked over to her right, spotting the cat cleaning himself. She let out another muffled bark, trotting over to him with her tail thrashing.

Kaen Phokus

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A black cat ran through the hallways with a stick-note in it's mouth. All the teachers knew it as Kaen's cat, but many of the students it passed in the halls had no idea about this and tried to pet or capture it. The cat evaded all of it's pursuers with a feline acrobatics and ended up outside the gym that Kaen was practicing in. It didn't take long for the teacher to exit the room, the roar coming from inside along with some flames leaking out of the door as he exited. As he slammed the door everything was cut off from the outside world and he leaned against the door in relief. A low meow turned his attention to his cat and the sticky-note from the staff room with a message for him.

He lowered himself to let his cat climb up to his shoulders as he took the note from it and read the message. It told him that his order for his new pocket-dimension had arrived. With gleeful abandon he made his way to the front of the school and met the deliverer of the package. Strangely enough it was a succubus who was delivering the package, which made Kaen a little suscpicious about the source. He signed for it anyway and waited until the demon had left before returning inside to set up the dimension in his office. Hopefully nothing would go wrong.