Sen Jumin's Story

Kaen Phokus

---

As Kaen stood up and stretched his back, several students inquired about the student council registrations. He sighed and wrote all their names down so before sending them all off on their own. Hopefully the elections wouldn't be too much of a competition this year. He put the note in his desk then rapped on his desk to get everyone's attention.

"Alright class! As your first class of your year here at Monstrum's, I would like to gladly welcome you all to the school. As such I am to go over some rules for this class with you. Now this is the Combat Sparring class, which means we will be fighting each other in between training courses, but you will all follow my instruction and keep it civil in the ring. No deaths here, but if there is an accident I will take care of it. Respect is another rule in here, but if you have to fight out an argument you are more than welcome to have me supervise a private match. Lastly, Magic is a separate class which I teach in the night classes, so expect more physical combat in here. If I see anyone cheat in here using magic you will be punished on the spot without warning."

Kaen pointed now at the chalk board, where his name was written and underlined. "I am Kaen Phokus, but you will call me teacher, sensei, or god if you prefer. We will all be learning together so make sure to pick up each other's names while we are here. If you will all follow me into the sparring room I will show you our equipment."

Walking through a large painting on the opposite wall as the door, Kaen led the students into a much larger room with sparring gear and pads lining the walls, mats covering all available floor space and a circular ring in the middle of the room where the sparring was to take place. "In here is where all the physical activity will be. If none of you want your school clothes to get messy there is another door on the far side of the room with showers and lockers. Quick side note, if anything gets stolen in here I know exactly how to find it so don't bother with the extra punishment... unless you like that sort of thing."

Bellatroix quietly slunk down the hall after the orientation. It would be some time until her class started so she had time to go over the faces of the many students attending. She could sense the feelings of abandonment radiating from several students, only natural given the circumstances. She fed upon it, however, but she also empathized, a crossroads of nurture and nature as it were that makes the culmination of her eldritch being. She ponders who will come to seek comfort on her shoulder, twisting her mouth into a wide smile.

She pauses to adjust her dress, a black dress uniform she had thrown on just to appease a certain sensibility that people seem to prefer. She would do so until told otherwise, even if it did feel incredibly restrictive for a being of her... caliber. Just as she does so she feels a sudden presence, a feeling of discontentment and perhaps, abandonment. As she scans the hallway with her bright violet eyes she locks her gaze on Sen as he walks by, in the direction of the headmaster no less. She did not recognize his face among the students in the auditorium so... latecomer? It matters not... he's got problems, and she's here to fee... ahem, help with issues.

"Greetings child, headed to volunteer for student council, I see." She says with a deep southern accent, a slight purr in her tone. "Initiative is good, but I'm 'fraid I've not caught your face at the... induction ceremony."

She was aiming to be cordial, perhaps such would take off some edge. First impressions are important after all, even to a potentially millenia-old shape-shifting primordial entity. Or maybe it is especially important in her case? Either way, nature and nurture being an intermingled drive to reach out as usual.

A jaunty tune whisked past the harpy's lips as she meandered through the hallways. The flapping of her sable wings provided a sharp counterpoint to the peaks and valleys of her cheerful whistling, giving her the persona of a songbird. The halls of the school somewhat reminded Brienne of a cave she'd spelunked through with her father a year ago. Tunnels of stone crossed high-vaulted pockets untouched by sunlight. Dark fingers of ancient stalactites curled down, casting strange shadows across water-rippled walls. The soft trickling of eternal draining water countered David's steps and the occasional rustle of Brienne's feathers. Even drawing a map while they traveled, the pair eventually had to leave a visible trail to return to the entrance.

Though her mind wandered quasi-real landscapes of damp rock and underwater rivers, her body floated aimlessly through the halls, switching direction at random. By the time her brain returned to the present, the harpy realized she had no clue where she ended up. Like that maze of a cave, the school turned her around effectively. Either that, or she accidentally ended up in the most boring limbo of all time while she wasn't looking. Brienne never attended school before today and she already knew that flying through school halls for the rest of eternity was a worse punishment than death.

Deciding to pick up the pace, she swerved around a corner and nearly ran into someone. Halting her headlong flight nearly propelled her into a wall, blowing a rather large gust over the unfortunate person. Dropping onto her taloned feet, Brienne hopped back on her thin bird legs and tilted her head. Sharp, chocolate-coloured eyes examined the other person - no wait, there was someone else too? - in the hall. The man she'd nearly hit looked a bit older than her, and strange horns protruded from his head. Her mind immediately tried to measure them up to an elephant's ivory or a bull's sharp horns, both in form and strength. Not that she'd seen an elephant in person, but she'd read about them. His height impressed her somewhat, as did the stature of his form. Intimidate, however? Not a bit.

Her nearly unblinking eyes fixated on the other form moments later. It definitely looked mostly human, but something seemed... off about her. The unnatural height, for one. That, and the strange eyes. If she was trying to pass as pure human, the creature needed far more practise than that. The tall woman's lips vaguely reminded the harpy of blood sausages pressed together, while the star on her cheek brought up memories of a glam rock star. The mental image of the lady bedecked in a leather outfit from the 70s and a heavily modified guitar sprang to mind.

Blinking slowly, Brienne finally realized she nearly ran over two people and proceeded to quietly stare at them for a good thirty seconds. Coughing awkwardly, she offered a tentative wave with one wing. "Erm, sorry about that. Didn't look where I was going. My name is Brienne, who are you?" She glanced at the man first, then the glam rock lady, looking between the two as she awaited an answer.

Brienne brushed her hair out of her face again with her wing. Its plush feathers tickled her nose during the sweeping motion, almost causing her to sneeze. Sniffing to contain the reflex, the harpy rustled her plumage to cover up the sound. Good job, Bri. You're doing so well already. Though the man's first words to her were rather blunt, bordering on rude, she couldn't fault him for it. She did nearly plow straight into his back. Instead, she kept her amicable smile. No reason to start the year with any bad blood, right?

The next thing Sen said caught her off-guard. Prince... of Hell? Strange that a prince wouldn't go to his own special school for royals or the social elite. Instead he plopped down among a band of students and teachers that ran the gamut from semi-normal to that strange Cerberus-creature. Plus they even let her in, and she hadn't attended any school before. Really though, she didn't care about his status. Brienne didn't live in Hell, after all. Furthermore, if they were both students, he didn't hold any rank over her that way either.

Flapping her inky wings, the harpy took off once again, filling the hallway with an occasional breeze. The... was he a devil or a daemon? Was there a difference? Probably. Making a mental note to ask someone about it later, she listened to the last statement Sen made. He planned to be the leader of the student council? Fair enough. Brienne herself had no designs on a specific spot, she simply wanted to participate in something.

"Wait! I'm headed that way too, we should go together." Plus there was someone right here to ask for directions! Adventurous though she was, Ms. Showalter had no intention of wandering around until the time limit was up. Turning her attention to the glam rock lady, she queried, "Do you know where the headmaster's office is? I, erm... accidentally tore my map."

Bellatroix simply chuckles at the somewhat blustering attitude of the demon prince. She took no offense, and why would she? It took something more significant than mild disrespect to rile her. In fact, it may have had the exact opposite effect. As she begins to respond to Sen she is cut short by a sudden gust and the sound of flapping of wings. Her long stringy black hair managing to cover her eyes. As she uncovers them and looks over to the source of the wind she finds yet another student. A harpy no less, and seeming be rather lost.

"Worry not, child... accidents, they happen even to the best of us." She says, simply amused at the girl's clumsy entrance, then realizes that she has yet to introduce herself. "Oh dear, so rude of me, I am Beau Geste Bellatroix, but any shortening of it is acceptable."

She takes a courteous bow, like an archaic noble, a habit learned when studying human customs back home. As the poignant prince and haphazard harpy made short conversation they began heading off for the headmaster. She smirked thinking how amusing this may become, such contrasting personalities intermingling. The boy had already claimed leadership after only recently taken foot in the halls. This is going to be a fun year.

"Oh, I will be teaching botany by the way, I promise it will be funducational! Perhaps even a bit... humbling... for some." Her tone is jovially sing-song at this point, then droning into cryptic, a look of guile upon her face. "Anyways, take care children, try not to get into any trouble."

There was always one student who questioned the value of the sparring class. This year it just so happened to be the headmaster's boy, bringing an evil grin to Kaen's face. He gestured to the ring and watched as many of the students made a path for Randal to move through.

"Be the first to enter the ring and find out." The ring itself was enchanted by Karen to erase any and all fatal damage that is done inside the ring. If (and when) someone would die in the ring they are knocked out instead, but with the full appearance of harm. Pain was still present and minor wounds wouldn't be stopped, but that was all part of the fun.

As Randal entered the ring Kaen tossed him a school training sword then held one sword up for the class to see. Anyone want to challenge him to a friendly brawl? The winner of this match gets 1 Silver star and a free magica act from yours truely."

He made the same offer every year he has been a teacher, and helping the winner was always fun. Last year the student saved her act until hallows eve and asked Kaen to conjure up a party, which in the end shut out that nights dance. Monstrum wasn't happy with that but got over it shortly after.

Shame looked over from the boy to the warlock. She saw a student enter the ring and smiled. She rose her hand as markings appeared on her skin. "I will challenge Randel to a brawl..." She stood from her seat and walked over to the warlock and held out her hand as he set the sword in her hand.

She gripped it tightly, closing her red eye as she entered the ring. She could smell his aura, which only made her smile, her canines poking over her lips. She pulled her hair up in a high ponytail, leaving down her bangs and got into a stance, her feet promptly side by side, both hands on the sword and faced her opponent.

Amelia Stuart
The boredom she suffered within the class was proving to take it's toll on Amelia, she stood at the back of the crowd watching and listening silently as the teacher picked out the necromancer, and asked the class for an opponent. The shady-looking girl bravely stepped up to the challenge, and that's where Amelia lost interest. It clearly wasn't going to be a fair fight. In the cover of the hype from the other students, Amelia slipped into the shadows and made her exit, putting her parasol up once she was outside the class and roaming the halls to block the suns rays from her delicate skin.

The hallways were just as boring as the sparring classroom, lined with antiques and classic paintings - Amelia had seen such decor many, many times before coming to Monstrum. Regardless, she just kept walking and walking until she'd eventually come across the dormitory block, to which she entered in order to look around and find her assigned dorm room. Amelia took the key given to her at the front desk from her pocket and fitted it into the lock, turned the key and went inside, slamming the door behind her with a heavily sigh as she put down her parasol and grabbed the nearest sheet she could find, stringing it up over the windows to give her some shade before she sank back onto her chosen bed and closed her eyes, hoping to sleep until nightfall.

---

Aiko Nozaki
Once out of the basement, clutching the two requested items tightly to her chest though making very sure not to damage or even scuff them as she scurried down the hallways and back to the office area. As she made her way back, Aiko passed a considerable amount of students which all seemed to be heading to the office, the thought of so many students heading that way made her somewhat nervous - but then she remembered that the demon science teacher, Imdius was put in charge of the student council, and so her worries were eased a little.

Yet still, she wanted to help however she could, which meant putting the items down for a mere moment so she could set up a blank sign-in sheet labelled 'Student Council Members, Sign Here' and placed it down on the front desk, making sure it was visible to anyone entering before picking the items back up again and giving a small knock on the Headmaster's door before entering, "I found the items, Sir" she hurries over to the desk and carefully places each item down, stepping back and resting her arms behind her back with a polite posture as she waited for feedback.

Running a little behind after being distracted by a squirrel, Jodhal ran through the hallways. The two heads, Jodac and Dae, argued with each other about going in the wrong direction as they did so. Vhal, on the other hand, was too occupied with the dead squirrel held in his mouth.
Finally, they had made it, the doorway labelled 'headmaster' was in their sights. Hopefully they weren't too late. Believing they had no time, Jodhal ran straight through the door, bursting into the room, skidding to a stop perfectly in line with the other students. "We're here for the student council sign up thingy!" Dae stated, not realising that it hadn't even started yet. "Oh, cool we made it." he smiled with realization.

---

Finally, the aspiring council members has appeared, and what a variety there was. All of them ranged in morphologies from a harpy to a demon, this could lead on to an amazing student council. If they all had the ability to do it. The worst case scenario would include all of them being incompetent fools, which could be a high possibility when it came to Imdius' consideration. Sadly, there were more than three, which would make this even more annoying, Imdius happily agreed to this because he thought it would be a simple job to do, after all, who would want to be in the student council? Apparently these guys...

Wait. Imdius thought as his mind fell back to think about the narration some more. Demon? Looking straight over towards the source of the demonic energy, Imdius instantly recognised the familiar figure. Sen Jumin... A sudden smile spread across his mischievous face as the demon prince heir made his egotistical statement. Ahh! What an amazing time to be a teacher! I was gonna give up teaching and go start world war three by convincing Putin to press the big red button! But that can wait! This little shit is here! How amazing! As a teacher, I can order this little shit around, I can scold the bastard if he starts acting like a dick! As Imdius was thinking all of this, he was already moving quickly through the room, seemingly dancing as random objects came into appearance around him. A desk, computer, phone, it was as if he was making plans and working on some kind of administration in such speed, typing away faster than anyone could, talking on the phone in some sped up voice. I'll have to put Putin on hold. Oh, but I don't want to loose such a great customer, I want him to summon me again. I'll just tell him to collect the seven dragonballs and wish for immortality in case it takes too long. That'll do! Oh, but I wanted to go back to hell to see my wife and three kids, it's been such a while... Imdius continued thinking to himself as he played with the strange floating equipment.
Suddenly, he stopped. The equipment quickly disappeared into a puff of smoke which mixed in with the smoke from Imdius' cigarette as he continued smoking away. "Wait, I don't even have a wife and three kids... He spoke out loud, not realizing it as his mind came back to reality, his smile returning to his face, this act threw Imdius into some strange pose; Leaning back on nothing, fingers pressed against his forehead as his other hand cupped around his elbow. Everyone could even see the SFX 'COOL MODE ACTIVATE' appear over his head as a small giggle was emitted.

"Now now, little boy. That kind of attitude is not that attitude of a successful leader. After all, we need to take all participants into consideration; I am Imdius! PhD in whatever-the-fuck-I-want. I'll be in charge of the student council and your science teacher."

Brienne dropped to the floor, her talons clacking softly against the laminated tiles. She hadn't meant to irritate Sen with her flapping, but it was her fastest mode of movement. Her grounded gait looked strange, something between a lope and a hop, a bastardization of a human's walk and the tiny bouncing of songbirds. Her long, peppy strides kept up with the demon rather easily, but she still felt uncomfortable about it. Plus the cool tile against her feet sent an occasional chill up her slim legs.

Measuring the time by the quiet click of her claws, the harpy wondered why her request for directions went unanswered earlier. Sen seemed just as lost as she'd been earlier. Brienne heard the voices a split second before her companion started following them. Stalking behind two other people to find the headmaster's office seemed creepy, but whatever worked. Better to seem creepy and get going than wander the halls until they both died of old age. Wait... could he even die of old age? The harpy didn't know much about the internal biology of other magical beings. She decided to stop thinking about it too hard, nothing much she could do either way.

"...Stick with me and you'll never get lost..." Brienne internally raised an eyebrow at that statement. From the way he acted, she got the feeling he wasn't one to make or have friends. He simply gave off the air of someone who didn't have the empathy to care about anyone but himself. She didn't say anything about it to him, but it made her curious. Could her feeling be wrong? She'd wait and see.

Squeezing into the headmaster's office behind the young man who led her here, Brienne cast her sharp chocolate eyes over everyone assembled. A red-headed man with strange red eyes lounged in the room before they'd arrived. Something about him struck the harpy as... odd. She couldn't place it. Beyond that, he stank of cigarette smoke. Brienne scrunched up her nose to try and force the pervading scent away from her nostrils. The next person she noticed as one of the two they followed in. He looked human to her, only his lavender eyes standing out. Perhaps he was a mage? She made a note to ask him later. The other of the two gave her a sort of monochrome feeling. White hair and eyes that hovered between ice blue and a pale green, accompanied by white and black clothes made her wonder where he came from. Certainly not anywhere she'd been. He too appeared human. Strange.

The area felt suddenly... incredibly claustrophobic. Resisting the urge to throw out her wings and make space for herself, she settled with ruffling and fluffing out the feathers on her wings, rubbing them together in front of her for a moment. Enclosed spaces didn't usually bother her, but so many people in such a relatively small space bothered one of the older, more animal spots of her brain. If something went wrong, there wouldn't be much room to maneuver. Not that she expected anything to go wrong, but the feeling lingered with her still. Sen spoke first, claiming his intent to lead the council. Behind her, she noticed the Cerberid-creature shove its way into the room, making her even more uncomfortable with the squeeze.

Swifter than a falcon, she used his simple statement to springboard into her own pitch. "I don't care about being in charge of the council, but I feel I'd make a great addition. I'm Brienne Showalter." She turned towards the taller red-head, who she assumed was a staff member. "I don't have as much academic experience as some people, but I have other kinds of practical knowledge, including but not limited to: counting and assigning supplies, navigation, financial math, assigning tasks, checking inventories, teamwork, and foresting." She studiously avoided mentioning anything about physical or magical prowess, neither of which she'd ever been particularly good at. In fact, she'd only ever been in one fight in her life, and she still had the scars from the draw. "Anything else I can probably learn with some training." Her amicable smile faded on the walk to the headmaster's office, but it returned in all its brilliant glory as she finished her statements.

Despite her relative confidence in her statement, a twinge of nervousness thrummed through the harpy's body. Maybe she'd come on too strong? Her feathers fluffed up again and she nervously pushed her hair behind her left ear with her wing. Maybe they were supposed to wait for the red-head man to ask for their pitch. Too late to take it back now. Brienne's mountaineer spirit flared. So be it. Whatever happened, happened, and she wouldn't be sorry for it.

Gem slid into the office along with Xue and the rest of the students that arrived around the same time. He could feel his mind gradually seething in annoyance as arrogant characters such as Imidius and Sen Jumin, demons...of course, made themselves apparent. They Flaunted their demonic natures like a pair of sweaty jocks swinging their manhood around trying to see which had it bigger. Gem meanwhile had no trouble disappearing in the background arms clenching his satchel his vague harmless gaze frozen in place like some sort of badly made plastic mask. He relaxed after a moment of adjusting and his gaze took on a more cool and calculative nature. Making Student counsel with this lot was going to be a challenge. However there wasn't a single problem he couldn't study his way through. He spoke up clearly, addressing Imidius, offering a hand to shake his sudden movement contradictory to his previously invisible stature.

"Sir, I am Gem Kenji, I've completed up to 11 grades of education with A levels in all general education classes as well as completing several electives including musical education and the fine arts. I've participated in Student council at human schools since the start of Highschool and am very familiar with the processes involved in establishing school clubs, organizing class treasury, and have managed to sucessfully pull off a trip for 500 students to travel across state to Florida without a single hitch. I'm probably more familiar with humans and their culture than anyone in this school and though I don't know much about monsters of any kind I assure you I'm a quick learner on ALL subjects, supernatural or no. Leader or not I hope you find me a necessary addition to the student council here."

Gem spoke with a strange kind of passion, his delicate violet gaze sharp and laser-like with the determined passion only a true nerd like him could achieve. He pushed his glasses up with a slender finger, only increasing the image, waiting for Imidius to grasp his hand and complete the shake. In times like these it was necessary to be abnoxiously arrogant, if only just to be seen. Imidius was looking for a leader, he would be that leader at all costs.

If all else fails....I could eat them all. He thought. He smiled, the corners of his mouth curling into a grin giving him a creepy, knowing look. "Let's face it, demon. You don't care about who runs this mess, you just want it to be entertaining, don't you?"
He hissed the words under his breath, barely audible but his eyes said it all quite clearly. Demons where very simple creatures when you got down to it. They all just wanted a good time after all. Their idea of a good time wasn't all that unlike his own.

Rook smiled as more entered the Headmasters office and he comfortably sat back and seemingly invisible from the rest of the group. They were all very interesting and no one seemed to be related at all by species or other wise, they were all strangers. Really this seems like the beginning of a game or a action movie of some sort but of course to a human it would be the beginning of a fantasy. His gaze gravitated around to the louder men and then on to the rest as he soaked in the sight of them all, this is who he maybe meeting the most. The people he will know for the school year, maybe even more than that if he stays and if they do. But first they have to go through with figuring out who will do what on this council if they dont all kill or eat each other first. With a raise of his hand he spoke in a sturdy baritone "I will volunteer to be the Secretary."

As people entered the office, Xue only got more and more tense; the place was getting crowded, and Xue wasn't necessarily the most accepting of strangers. The boy who smelled strongly of lizard, the girl who smelled of death, and the two adults were only the beginning though, it seemed. The first arrivals entered as the black-haired girl left, catching the door before it swung shut.

The first to arrive after them was a boy and girl. The girl smelt of a summer day and, well, birds; which judging from the wings she had instead of arms, was probably normal. He vaguely wondered if the purple hair was natural for her kind. With the supernatural, you really never could tell if it was natural or if they had dyed it, either as some attempt to fit in or out of rebelliousness in an attempt to be more human. She looked uncomfortable in the tight quarters, even more than Xue was, her wings twitching every now and then as if she wanted to fly away from this place. To her, he realized, it must be like a cage with so many people. She probably preferred nature, just as he did.

The boy though, he raised Gem's hackles with the way he scanned the room, as if not seeing them, but not because he was unable; he was dismissing their presence as if they weren't worth consideration. "I just wanted to start off by saying that I think I would be the best option to lead the student council." He stated.

Xue couldn't help it. He almost... laughed. Just because one was a strong fighter, did not mean they were a great leader, as this boy seemed to assume, though it was obvious from such a statement that he fully expected to be such. To be an Alpha was far more than ordering others around; it was taking their lives onto your own shoulders, no matter their burdens. It was a dark and weighty thing; not something to flaunt. One who could be so outwardly sure of himself as being named leader could never be a good Alpha, most likely didn't even understand what it was to actually be a leader. And then this guy comes in here like they were beneath him and instantly declares himself Alpha, unaware of how ignorant that portrayed him as; it truly was laughable that such a person even thought he was Alpha material.

Nonetheless, Xue could tell he would be a strong opponent if they were to battle. Being strongest of the pack was certainly a large part of being leader, as the Alpha was the one the pack looked to for guidance, and to save them in times of trouble; but it was not everything. Even if they were to have a dominance battle, something he assumed the school wished to avoid, Xue would never accept this person as his Alpha. However, more to the present situation, the room was small and there were a lot of weaker people, whom Xue would rather avoid harming; it was not the time or place, should the other attempt to challenge his fellow Alpha. Thus, with narrowed eyes, he edged backwards even more, preferring to watch happenings from the outside and allowing the wall to protect his back, observing from the shadows, as was a normal preference for foxes.

The girl spoke up next. "I don't care about being in charge of the council, but I feel I'd make a great addition. I'm Brienne Showalter." She stated, and then paused as she looked around at the gathered students once more before turning back to the teachers before continuing. "I don't have as much academic experience as some people, but I have other kinds of practical knowledge, including but not limited to: counting and assigning supplies, navigation, financial math, assigning tasks, checking inventories, teamwork, and foresting. Anything else I can probably learn with some training."

The girl, now dubbed Brienne, once more glanced around the room, her feathers rising as she met each gaze, and shifted nervously, her head dipping a bit in a bird-like way. Then as if something occurred to her, she straightened, head held high. Xue let her presence slip to the back of his mind; she had identified herself as both not much of a threat, but also spirited, the kind of person he could get along with. There was no need to be wary of her presence, so he let her presence slip into the same place Gem's was, the stage right above background noise and focused on the thing that was more important right now; observing, critiquing the other strangers with those critical eyes. Deciding who was friend and foe. He noted with a glance that the was a careful look in Gem's eyes, despite the vagueness of his expression, revealing to those who knew how to look that despite seeming as if he was spacing out, the was very much paying attention. Gem was worried about he other presences himself; as if Xue would allow a fight to break out with ones such as he and the Brienne girl in the room. He turned his eyes back to the strangers again, this time with traces of malice for those who would cause subordinate types to worry; it was seen as low to not inform others of your status when one first meets in the ways of the Kitsune. Yet another reason to not like the human world.

The door burst open again, revealing... a three headed dog. Alright then. Xue tipped his head curiously at the creature, as it went over to the group of students and sat down. "We're here for the student council sign up thingy!... Oh, cool we made it." The creature informed happily. Xue blinked couple times, staring, before his eyes cut to a red-headed man as he stepped forward to address the crowd of students speaking first to the arrogant black-haired demon boy.

"Now now, little boy. That kind of attitude is not that attitude of a successful leader. After all, we need to take all participants into consideration; I am Imdius! PhD in whatever-the-fuck-I-want. I'll be in charge of the student council and your science teacher." He introduced, smirking at the overconfident demon boy. Xue decided that he and this man would most likely get along; he seemed to understand, at least to some extent, what it was to be an Alpha - and his attitude even seemed to be similar on some ways to Xue's own, thus they would probably be able to see eye-to-eye on many things.

And them Gem took a step forward out of the crowd, a determined light in his eyes, and began to speak. "Sir, I am Gem Kenji, I've completed up to 11 grades of education with A levels in all general education classes as well as completing several electives including musical education and the fine arts. I've participated in Student council at human schools since the start of Highschool and am very familiar with the processes involved in establishing school clubs, organizing class treasury, and have managed to sucessfully pull off a trip for 500 students to travel across state to Florida without a single hitch. I'm probably more familiar with humans and their culture than anyone in this school and though I don't know much about monsters of any kind I assure you I'm a quick learner on ALL subjects, supernatural or no. Leader or not I hope you find me a necessary addition to the student council here."He illustrated at length, in a clear tone, offering his hand to Idmus, which the teacher accepted. Gem smiled. "Let's face it, demon. You don't care about who runs this mess, you just want it to be entertaining, don't you?"

Xue allowed himself a tiny smile; he had judged Gem's strength of character correctly, despite the front he put up.

"I volunteer to be secretary." The white-haired boy whose scent was of lizard followed up, raising his hand and then putting it down again.

Xue took another glance around, and then reviewed what information he had in his head as the group waited for another to speak up, then reluctantly realized that it would have to be him that was next. "I suppose it's my turn then." He sighed, taking a step away from the wall to address the teachers, gaze steady. "I am Xue, the Alpha Pup of the Western Kitsune Tribe. I'm not applying for the leader's position, though. I was not sent to this school to learn of my abilities; I was sent here to learn the ways of humans, and how other kinds interact with them. As such, I think a position on the Student Council would best serve my education, as a way to see past the surface of things, a behind-the-scenes place if you will. That is why I'm not applying for the leader's position; however, I do have experience leading, much more than any other student in this room in would seem. I can offer the leader my support through advice and long experience, explain things about leadership the one elected probably wouldn't even realize about such things otherwise. As such, I volunteer for one of the other two positions, and I vote for Gem and the Harpy, Brienne to be elected leader and other member." He bid at length, and then stepped back to the wall, word quota of the day completely overtaxed, and looked to the students to see which one would be brave enough to step forward next.

Waylen Monstrum
He owns this school. Behave.

The Headmaster stood at his desk and gestured for Imdius to exit the room. Once he was sure the demon was out of his personal space, he advanced and locked it, letting the teacher handle what was now his responsiblity. He still had many things to plan. From his position in the center of the room, Waylen began to pace along the werewolf fur rug. As he circled, a sickly green rune began to appear, weaving its way around on the dark, matted fur, creating what could be described as a celtic knot. Words that changed too quickly to read began to scroll through the twisting lines inside of it.

Waylen "The Hunter" Monstrum clicked his lips together as a foul oder like that of rotten alcohol mixed with rotting eggs took to the air - no doubt smellable to the students outside - and clawed its way through the air. Waylen didn't mind, he had grown acustomed to the smell a while back.

The Slime that appeared seemed more like a ball of rot and rust than a war machine that could wipe out thousands of armored infantry in the span of an hour, but it quivered with the potential power within it, waiting for its masters orders. "Abberrant #151,000. I dub thee... Tim. Your job this year is to make quite certain that the town of Sanguine is protected from human and monster alike. I urge you to burn the Monstrum Family Crest into their village sign, so they know that the school year has started".

The Abberration jiggled excitedly, shifting between an amorphous blob of wrongness and poison and more recognisable forms - a diseased animal, a dying child, a beating heart - before bounding off towards the door. It slid itself beneath the hard yew, undulating at the sight of the gathered students and the teachers before rolling off down the hall, dissintigrating anything not stable enough to maintain connection to its body.

Over the intercom, the now calmed voice of the headmaster chimed out. "Students are urged to ignore any abberrations marked down in chapters one through nine in your textbooks 'Monsters for Dummies.' Thank you, and have a nice day."

The top-hatted figure then walked to the door of his office and opened it, yanking his gorgeous secretary into the foul smelling room.

Randal "Flags" Monstrum

"Do you think I'm afraid to hurt a girl, or something? Randal said, slamming his faux sword down on the ground, nearly snapping the tip as he took a combat stance. "She's just going to use magic, anyway. Demons always do." His foot slid forward as he spoke, and he switched the sword around in his hand, holding it with the "blade" pointed down. "Now, gorgeous, I don't want to hurt you. I seriously don't. Maybe after this we can grab a bite to eat?~"

The boy suddenly dashed forward slamming the handle of the sword into where her gut should be - if she didn't move, that is- and spun, slapping her just as hard with the faux blade. "Sword fighting is so 15th century anyway."

Imdius nodded profusely to the students words, each of them working hard to sell themselves in order to gain a place in the student council. His arms were crossed with one hand on the chin, he stood on one leg with the over crossed over, resting the toes on the floor as the rest of his body still leaned back on nothing, yet another extravagant pose. Of course, he was listening but his thoughts were still on the ignorant horned demon heir which stood in front of him, simply planning on how to mess with him even further...

What grabbed Imdius' attention was Gem's small remark, thinking that he wouldn't be heard as he smiled a little. What a cheeky little bastard. Imdius thought as his face suddenly appeared in front of Gem's, staring deeply into his purple eyes. Without a single word, he stared, the rest of his body was in the same pose, just bent over to reach Gem's height. After a few moments, Imdius smiled a smile of malice as he backed up, straightening his body to reach the some pose once again.

Looking over the group of students, Imdius lowered his hands to his waist, ready to call out his decision;
"Listening to all of your stupid remarks, I've made my decision. It seems Mister Gem and Miss Brienne have gained one vote more than the rest of you. And so, according to a democracy, they win!" He narrowed his eyes towards Sen once more, throwing a cocky smile over to him before returning to the group, "Mister Gem wins the position as Leader, Miss Brienne wins the position as Treasurer/secretary!" He paused once again, looking over the group with only one more student to grab. "The rest of you should have thought more about real world politics, think of this as a learning experience. Especially when it comes to getting a job, those who speak better, earn better... The position of Co-leader is to be Xue. We want this school is be a good school, so the council should also be good. Those with experience get more." Imdius explained, clapping a little as a small celebration of the new council before waving his arms to the side, shrugging, "I know the rest of you may have experience in other things. But without explaining, we won't know. It's nice to have a 'cool' personality -or at least attempt to- but the real world doesn't care for that crap."

"You're all little shits in the eyes of those higher. If you tell them your experience and skills, instead of ignorant claims, they will view you as 'useful little shits'." With a little pause as his arms are folded once more, Imdius gestured his head towards the door. "Those of you who won the council position stay to meet the headmaster. Everyone else... get lost."

---

"Wait, we didn't even have a chance to say anything!" All three heads of Jodhal called out in unison, causing them to each growl at each other with disapproval,
"I don't care, you're a dog." Imdius dismissed, not even glancing over.
The three heads directed their growling towards the red demon, crouching down as if to pounce. Suddenly, Vhal's head poked up, his growl turning back to a derpy face as Imdius held up a dead rat. Dae had lost control of the body as Vhal's mentality came around to be stronger, despite his personality. Imdius opened a nearby window with his powers, allowing him to toss the rat outside. This quickly caused Vhal to react, running as fast as the body could, shrinking a little in order to fit through the window before growing back to normal after jumping through, chasing the dead rat as it somehow flew off into the distance.

Aiko Nozaki
Waiting by the door of the Headmaster's office with the two items laid across her outstretched arms, one on top of another, Aiko stood patiently as she waited for her cue to enter. However, standing around with such a mass of people quickly entering the room made her nervous and thus she was a little less patient, giving the door another quick tap of her glass knuckles, just incase the Headmaster didn't hear her the first time. Whilst she stood, waiting, Aiko overheard the various introductions from the new student council members, and from what she gathered the group were..quite different to one another. A demon, a harpy, a kitsune, a three-headed dog, a human-looking boy and another, slightly less human-looking boy. She learned each of their names in turn and listened to their aspirations, the demon, Sen seemed like he wanted to take control which made Aiko wonder just how powerful the demon was. She'd shudder at the thought, if she could, though fortunately Imdius seemed perfectly capable, if not a bit too capable of handling the group.

The door of the Headmaster's opening caught Aiko's attention, and she was just about to open her mouth to speak when she found herself yanked inside by the collar of her uniform. Aiko gave a soft "Eep!" as she tried not to drop the items, and then gave herself a quick once-over to make sure nothing was broken, "S-Sir, please be careful." she reminded him, knowing he could be a bit rough at times when handling her.

When the lavender-eyed boy spoke up and listed off his accomplishments, a part of Brienne's heart dipped. Surely with a resume like that, a simple forester had no chance. Momentarily, she wondered if Sen would be chosen for a spot, but something about the openly hostile way the two men treated each other cast that idea in doubt. Perhaps he was a demon as well? Tucking her fluffy black wings close to her slim body, the harpy simply waited to hear the results of the polling. Gem seemed the most logical choice for an organizer like treasurer or event planner. Why would someone so clearly close to human - one who attended a human school no less - need to be here for? A soft hmm passed between her lips. He might have donned a human glamer, but that made no sense. Shoving that idea to the side, the harpy re-focused on the events in front of her.

The mono-boy who walked in with Gem spoke up next. Xue? Brienne rolled the name around in her head a bit, trying to figure out how to spell it. She'd never been very good at foreign languages. For a kitsune, he seemed rather... lacking in the fox department. It explained the strangeness of his dress and the pale tone of his hair. Again, she wondered why he would attend a school for monsters if he could easily pass for human. Wouldn't wandering among them be a better crash-course in human culture? Making a mental note to ask about that as well, the harpy waited for someone else to give their own pitch.

Something else caught her hawk-like eye moving through the room, and she followed it with her eyes. A perfectly-proportioned girl with unreasonably flat, smooth skin. She moved just a tad strangely. Not enough to easily notice, but Brienne watched with the eyes of a hunter. The lady walked to the headmaster's door and rapped on the door a few times before being dragged suddenly inside. Odd.

Brinne's name left Imdius' mouth and she snapped her attention back to the present. Blinking stupidly for a moment, the rest of the words filtered through her brain. Really? Out of everyone here, she'd actually made it? Xue as well, though she supposed that someone with actual real-life leadership experience seemed a fairly obvious choice. Having tuned out the demon's words to watch the doll-like lady move through the room, the harpy didn't catch the third councilman's name. Probably Gem. That's who she'd have picked, anyway.

When Imdius dismissed everyone in his signature rude way, it occurred to the harpy that Sen came with the specific intent to lead the council. Reaching up, she patted him on the shoulder with one of her plush, sable wings in a friendly manner. She toned back her smile to avoid seeming arrogant or rude, but didn't put on a pitying expression. "Maybe next time, Sen. If you want, I can keep you updated on what we're doing."

The huge Cerberid jolted right past her head a moment later, distracted by something Brienne hadn't seen. Ducking reflexively, she flared her wings out, accidentally smacking both Sen and the person directly to her left with her feathers. Blustery wind generated from more than just her extending wings fanned through the room, stirred up by her instinctual magic. Straightening up, she tried to neaten her hair. "Sorry about that. Someone that large whizzing by your head isn't something easy to take in stride." The harpy's deep brown eyes snapped to her right. Mentally, she prepared herself for another lecture on not messing up Sen's hair.