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Flare shrugged. "I was told by my mother that I needed to broaden my horizons," she replied. "Said some stuff about how I can't spent my life fighting and fucking all week long."

Elizabeth makes her way fully over and extends her hand to give the newcomer a nice and hearty handshake At least this new student doesn't seem to be all over her from the start."Ahh, but of course. We are always happy to get new and eager students. I hope you have settled down into your dorm room so far? If not, then I usually suggest it as the first step to get settled in. I am happy to show you around the place if you need it or I can assign miss Aldrin to do it if you prefer. What do you hope to gain from enrolling here miss Incendium?", she asks with a small smile. Her pale white skin seems to point towards what sort of monster species she holds.

Flare perked up and saw the headmistress greeting her. Putting away her book, she decided to do the same. "Thanks for having me," Flare said. "Truth be told, I had no idea where I should go, and a random student just said I should go to the teacher's lounge."

After a bit of time since the minotaur left the room, another person have wandered in here, seeking to speak with miss Ironclaw. Like before, these short meeting were supposed to be in her office, but yet it transpires in this locale. The young woman named Flare Incendium is alone for the very moment, but soon enough she can sense the presence of someone else here. Elizabeth comes out from one of the smaller adjacent rooms, holding a binder in her grasp, then she sees the other lady in the office.'I really need to poke at whoever keeps sending students to the wrong place', she quietly thinks to herself."Ohh, hello there. I assume are you are miss Incendium? I am Elizabeth Ironclaw and I was told to meet someone by the name I mentioned. If this person is you, then I wish to welcome you to our humble Academy", she says with a soft tone of voice.

Flare walked into the teacher's lounge and closed the door behind her. She was told this was where she would meet the headmistress of the school, but she did not see her. "Maybe she's out," the dragoness mused, sitting on a bench. "Guess I'll wait for her." She took out a light novel from her bag and began reading it, looking to kill some time before the headmistress arrived.

"Indeed, that pretty much covers most of the uses for it. Of course, having anything going on in the Arena does need to be discussed briefly with miss Aldrin to help cover any security risks for everyone and such", Elizabeth elaborates on the matter, as some students can be more destructive than others and some might have a harder time keeping self control. She gives him a nod and lets him leave the office. There is a faint little chuckle coming from her as she hears and sees him get slightly confused in finding his way.

Friendly sparring to relieve aggressive tension sounds like it would calm and expend any excess energy, so this might be an activity he visits more often than not. He nods in agreement “Of course, sparing, friendly competition." Dante was a bit oblivious to the fact that she wasn’t human, since he’d never encountered a vampire before; the slight fang reveal only briefly caught his eye, but he didn’t think much of it, or the fact that her skin was pale. “Miss Aldrin, you say?~” There was some sultry tone behind it as he gently rubbed his chin before focusing back on her “Right, I better go settle into my dorm.” He said, walking out the door before turning left, only to return and walk right instead. “Wrong way…..” he continued, walking before returning five seconds later and going back the original way he went. “Nope, was right the first time…..”

Slowly but surely things appear to be happening here and it is quite nice to see and be part of. I do look forward to see where things go from here and what sort of fun scenes there will appear.

Name: Flare Incendium Race: Dragon Age: 21 School Year: First Power: Fire Manipulation, Hardening Scales, Flight Personality: Flare tends to be rather blunt in her demeanor, speaking her mind at every occasion. While this makes her come off as aloof and indifferent, she just likes giving pointers to people for any situation, whether it's fighting, romance, or just plain sex. On that subject, her mood changes depending on who she has sex with. She can be charming and tender with some people, and rough and bestial with others. It all boils down to her partner's perspective. Extra Info: Flare is a dickgirl, but her size requires special rings to maintain, and only takes them off if her partner can handle it.

Monsters often have a natural instinct to tussle around, either for fun, for honour or other reasons, so it is good to have a place where they can let loose with good and clear conscience. She is glad to hear such a prospect entices the young werewolf and the arena has been pretty silent lately."It can be a lot of fun to participate or watch for sure. Just remember that no one is to get seriously hurt, though I hope that part is something that is understood by all naturally", Elizabeth answers back with a slightly raised lip, revealing part of an exposed fang."Feel free to explore all you want. You can always look for miss Aldrin if you need help with anything. I think we have it all covered now, but you are still welcome to knock on my door if you need me", she says, preparing to end their conversation.

Dante's ears perked up at the prospect of duelling. “Duelling?” He said eagerly, with some enthusiasm in his tone. His tail wagged gently as he continued, “That does seem right up my alley. I will have to check that out sometime; I do like putting on a good show.” He said with confidence and was clearly about to start flexing in front of her before stopping himself, keeping his arms down and clearing his throat. “Glad I came here first; best I’d check that place out once I settle into my dorm room.”

Elizabeth senses that the point she tried to make and the boundaries she had, had been seen and acknowledged and she has no interest or reason for trying to pursue that subject further than this. She is more than happy to still engage in regular conversation, so the change of topic does help that to happen."There is the athletics field and arena area, the latter used for any duels students may want to have. Those places are the ones dedicated to the more physical aspects. Did you have any sports or other stuff you wanted to engage in?", she replies back.

Dante was happy with her reason for building the Academy in the first place; he already felt at home here, and that made sense with what she hoped to accomplish with the school. Dante grumbles to himself as he finally gets the hint; her tone of voice and the way she used his last name make him lean back, slightly pouty, but he doesn’t retort. Figuring that trying to push it for a third time would more than likely get on her bad side, considering how considerate she is about the suggestive invitation. Instead of brushing it off, he quickly changes the subject. “Ahem…..so, aside from schoolwork and such, does the school have any outdoor events? Or activities, like sports stuff or competitions..” He said, pulling back from the sultry tone he'd used earlier to lure her in, and acting more relaxed and curious instead.

"Fair enough. Still, our chief of security can be of aid for that, if you are fully on your own and no one else can guide you in the right direction", Elizabeth goes on, feeling a tinge of pity about a werewolf with that sort of issue."Almost all monsters can be intimidating in one way or another, be it our appearances, our powers, personalities or any combination of those. That is part of why I made this place: to help us better fit into society and for them to be able to accept us", she says, this time with a more cheerful and prideful tone of voice and mayyyyybe even a slight smile, but even there was one, it would be shortlived on her lips. The Headmaster remains fully stoic as this still is something she runs into at least a few times a week, so she is used to brushing off any suitors she has no interest in, but hopefully without being condescending or mean."If you require any sort private tuition, you will have to ask the specific teachers you wish to do those with. I am not really part of the teaching staff Mr. Octavio", she replies and the way she uses his last name in that tone and twice in a row, if he happens to catch on, might indicate a more standoff-ish attitude towards this "invitation".

“No, no, just actual directions….only sometimes.” He said hesitantly, trying to hide his lack of directional ability, which is why he was never able to be part of the trackers in his pack, since he had a habit of getting lost more often than not. He scratches the back of his head about people running from him “Mmmm, guess I’m a little intimidating? Which is fair; I don’t take it to heart. I can be much at times.” He wasn’t sure whether she misunderstood him or he was being vague about what he meant; she could briefly see his confused expression. “Ummm…ahem, maybe I was being vague; perhaps you give me private lessons~ My bedroom seems like the best place, or perhaps your bedroom would be more accommodating?” He tries to sound husky, but he lacks confidence this time since her statement put him off; the attempt feels a little too forceful and doesn’t seem as natural as his first. He even tries to furrow his eyebrows to help her understand his intentions, though he doesn't realise she already does.

"There is not much wrong in that, as long as it doesn't really hinder your progress and overall direction in life. It happens even to the best of us at times, after all", she replies back to reassure him. She listens on and tries to figure out what is meant by such a statement as well as how to best respond. It is true that some humans still have a difficult time around monsters, but it is far better now than it was at first and especially around the time the portal opened up."Have you had many run off scared from seeing you?", she asks, wondering if this was a normal occurence. The vampire lady does not even raise an eyebrow or appear to be shocked by this sudden flirtation. She has had many try and pull off all sorts of "moves" and lines with her before. Still, she bears no ill will to anyone who does it, as long as they are not aggressive or pushy or manipulative."I am happy to sign you up for extra classes mr. Octavio. If you really desire to do extra work, then the pathways outside could very much use a good raking", she says, not appearing any different than she have so far, stoic and unfazed.

Dante was slightly intimidated by her presence; something about her felt strange, but he couldn’t put his finger on it. Normally, humans are a bit wary or more than eager not to be so close; then again, she ran a school of monsters. She must have some grit; it was oddly alluring to him. “That's quite good to know; I’m not the best with directions. I get distracted a bit easily……” He said, making a slight cough before continuing, “Well, growing up in my pack was always dull, to say the least, learning about the different types of monsters and their culture and habits, as well as the humans that work here; it's nice to be near humans that aren’t gonna run away.” He takes a quick look around, making sure the coast is clear and there are no signs of anyone approaching; then he suddenly smiles and leans in close. “So~ Ms Ironclaw? Since we are alone here, how about we do some extracurricular activities? But if it's a little too open, perhaps you can show me where my bedroom is located?” He said in a suggestive, husky tone, smirking; despite his forwardness, he radiated confidence.

The methuselah gives him proper time to get his first impression of her and to reply before continuing, wondering what sort of new student she is dealing with here. She shows no signs of being intimidated, fearful or even concerned about being the smaller and less muscular one of the two."Ahhh, I see. There is no reason to rush it. Students here can usually take their time to get settled down and do as they please outside of classes. And no...nothing to be discussed as such. I just like to welcome every new student to the academy as well as I can. If you find it traversing this place to be confusing, you are always welcome to talk to miss Aldrin who runs security. For the purpose of sudden need of her, every room have an intercom to call upon her and she will be there soon. I am curious: What do you seek to gain from enrolling here?", she asks, also a bit curious about his reasons to attend, beyond the obligatory documents to freely join human society without restrictions.

Dante looked around the empty place as he realised he should’ve checked before speaking, almost ready to walk out when he caught someone coming out of the corner. He turned to face her; her pale skin made him wonder if she was unwell, but her tone of voice quickly changed that. Once she stood before him, he blinked a few times at her appearance, eased into it, and let out a low growl to himself before clearing his throat. “I’ve not actually been to my dorm room just yet. I thought it would be best if I visited you first to be sure there was anything that needed to be..ummm discussed?” He scratches the back of his head as he realises this isn’t her personal office, looks up at the signboard, and realises he took a wrong turn somewhere. He grumbles to himself in annoyance. @JennyDK

Name: Petunia Ironclaw Position: Caretaker of the dead Race: Lich Age: 1720 Powers: 1) Raise dead 2) Command undead 3) Speak with dead Overall personality: As the younger sister of Elizabeth Ironclaw, Petunia has always been the one to keep more to herself and be reserved. She has never minded this and in fact enjoys the lack of spotlight on her. Still, she happily serves as the one who tends to the dead souls both inside of the Academy and Sunveil City. Despite the ghastly idea of raising people from the grave, she is seen as someone who cares deeply for these people and to make sure their remains are kept in pristine order and that their souls are not turning hostile. She is a very quiet person, but do not recoil from interaction or even having friends. Rather, she tends to be very picky about who she wants to engage with beyond her job as a caretaker.

@BigBadWolf The office looks and feel rather deserted by staff members at the moment and for maybe half a minute the silence seems to elude to the absence of any people. Soon after, a seemingly young woman with pretty, but very pale skin appears. Her long, blonde hair is put up into a nice round bundle. She is dressed in a nice and snappy, red business suit and her walk is soft and graceful. She emerges from one of the smaller adjacent rooms, clearly heading his way. She looks over the young werewolf with an unfazed gaze, despite being much smaller than his frame and build."Greetings Mr. Octavio. I was expecting you in my office, but since there is no other present here, it is fine. I hope you have made yourself nice at home in your dorm room? Of course, welcome to Ironclaw Academy", she answers in a very soft, yet still firm tone of voice.

Dante had been walking around the school for a few minutes trying to find the office, but kept getting sidetracked by admiring the local female students, nearly bumping into people while gawking a second longer than he should. Realising the time, he eventually stopped and asked a student where the office was. The student simply pointed at the plate on the wall behind him, and Dante felt a bit stupid for not seeing it before taking off. He knocked at the door before walking in. A large werewolf stood 8ft tall, with a heavy, muscular frame that looked chiselled; he wore shorts as the only thing covering his modesty; and his fur was white like snow. He walked with confidence and a dominating stride, but a welcoming smile hid a mischievous personality underneath. He cleared his throat before speaking, “Uh…hi? I’m the new student, Dante Octavio. I believe I'm supposed to meet Ms…Ironclaw?” He said it like it was really her last name. It was an interesting last name to him, but it also sounded kind of badass.

Name: Ark 'Paws' Woods Position: Music Shop Clerk Race: Satyr Age: 24 Powers: Musical Enchantment: Satyrs can hypnotize or spellbind humans and animals nearby using a few notes on their instruments. Enhanced Agility and Balance: They move effortlessly through rough forest terrain, leaping, climbing trees, and dancing without tiring. Innate Stamina: They possess high endurance and untamed physical vitality suited for endless tracking, dancing, and chasing nymphs. Overall personality: A live wire of chaotic charm, instinct, and relentless obsession. They don't experience music; to them it's is a physical intoxicant. Hedonistic and deeply sensory, they treat mortal society like an elaborate game they are trying not to get kicked out of— during business hours he acts on his best behavior. Mostly. His dad is human and runs the shop. Usually hassled by the local cops for loud music, light vandalism, and overall menace. With love~