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I mean I’ll try at least. Just bluh, don’t think I can start up the second years class yet if at all. Though I’ll try at least get a response out for Azalin.

Well I wanna try to set up a reply for Azalin... just not sure where to put her at this point. Her dorm seemed like a good place but it’s still pretty much the first day of the school year so it wouldn’t really make sense for people to come knocking on her door.

Hmmmm... maybe, but honestly I’m just nervous. Like, obviously I’ve been Zadria recently too, but kinda leaning towards bringing Azalin into play again since Ms. Headmastah couldn’t be there for her during assembly hall when her internet went out... though hallway or her dorm....

But it’s like... bluh! I just can’t think of a proper response at all.

Another song heeeeere

Mein gott it’s somehow difficult for me to try and join in. Bluhhhhhhhhh, I’m not suited for making shot calls

A rather crude looking room, seemingly decorated with a hellish design. This however is normal for people like Zadria, not out of personal preference, but because she grew up with such designs for rooms. There’s also a shelf that has a few glass bottles of rather strong alcoholic beverages that are seemingly unopened, and strangely the room barely smells of smoke. There’s also a strangely placed red pretty flower kept nearby her desk, which seems unfitting to have around in the demonic interior.

But what happens if it’s not a tentacle but a PP

Pure white, accented by the wealthy virtue of gold, and a celestial sky of astral fish and images appear from time to time all in the confines of the Arch Angel’s room. The ceiling was actually a gift from her sister when she moved in as well. Aside from the expressive ceiling, it’s a relatively normal room that is constantly clean of any filth and properly maintained by the diligent English teacher. She doesn’t allow bad habits in her room however, and will kindly ask those who do so to either stop or leave.

A rather neat room full of rather... normal human things. It’s actually a bit too plain to be considered a dorm room for the secretary of the academy, but she loves it just the way it is, especially admiring the urban view of Sunveil from afar. If she is not in her office, she is usually taking a break from the loads of paperwork she has to go through to ease off in her own dorm. Everything is neatly placed as well, and she always tells people who visit her here to not move too many things... she will know.

True! Though imma set up dorms for the people!

A rather compact room consisting of gentle purple glows and the illusion of being out near the woods casted upon the windows. The kitten in this room usually not here, however when it is, it usually is a lazy fur ball. There is also wardrobe that has multiple torn up clothing, along with some basic necessities of medicinal care at the bottom inside of a metallic black box.

Hmmm... well I’m kinda seeing that the 2nd years still need to be introduced in their classrooms. I’ll hafta try and use Azalin I think to try and start that up. Though for other people, there’s not many I can see just walking into 1st years class. Scarlett would probably make sense, Penelope probably somewhat, and Kushiel wouldn’t make sense at all unless she had business at the school.

Too many wiiiiiires!... although I’m positive Solomon said you can be the same character in two places at the same time but not any more.

@Godot Well I dunnooooooo... as much as I could add another student, I still have other people who I haven’t used yet. Pretty much Azalin, Kushiel, Scarlett, and Penelope. @Thatannoyinggod And lol, so far the only guy really putting pressure on her ‘harem’ life is Toshi. #LoveThatGuy

“Sign me the hell up. I wonder if I can even get through Braun’s class like this without causing a fuss over his crap... besides I smoke just about all the time if I’m not sleeping. If they want smoke I can give em all they want, just keep the good stuff coming and I’ll be fine with cleaning up the messes ya might have in class.” Zadria says, blowing out a plume of the smoke towards the red flower, chuckling as she listened to her teacher. “Really? Would’ve though they’d listen to ya a bit more. Though studying in general is a real pain in the ass. Why can’t I be like one of those people who see something and then remember it perfectly? Hell, I think I heard the secretary of this school having a damn good memory.” Zadria would lean back in her chair, propping her legs atop the wooden table as Toshi would state his willingness to listen to her. She stayed silent while inhaling the smoke, trying to think of the best answer to say, exhaling another cloud of smoke towards the flower. “... Look, I am not a softie when it comes to stuff like this shit. You should know crap about family lineages right? The damn Pyrope family... the most common thing about us is that we got hella potent fire magic. Though we are daemons, high ones at that. Our power is fueled by a specific sin most of the time...” Zadria murmurs, taking a breath in to try and think properly. “... Hate. That’s the damn thing I can feel all the time. Stronger my hate, the stronger my magic. Hell, it filled my entire head so much back then when I started smoking. You wouldn’t think to gain a power from smoking cigarettes to try and ease the fucking hate.” The albino haired daemon spoke, before looking away from Toshimura. Why the hell was she opening so much... damn it, maybe she’s already getting too soft without being in a fight for so long.

I’m being a pissed off higher daemon and a FURRICKING HOOMAN is having his harem. Sounds like a normal school to me •~•

Hearing Toshimura mention she could grip the table harder, she decided to give it a test squeeze, chuckling as she realized the wood really was harder. “Hell, most of the time it involves burns and broken bones. You should know I’m not a smart ass, studying and shit never really was something I liked. Besides, at least you got someone to talk to pretty much all the time.” Zadria laughed a bit, but it quickly died down as her grip on the table hardened. “Yeah... someone to talk to...” She murmured, her thoughts running back to past memories that caused her to grit her teeth. Yet her thoughts were interrupted, feeling a finger upon her chin before the teacher pulled it down, opening her mouth a bit before placing a cigar between her lip and closing it soon afterwards. Despite it being brief, the sudden contact from him caused her to look away for a moment, covering her lower face with her hand. “I-I can put a cigar in my mouth myself... you don’t need to treat me so kindly...” Zadria murmurs a bit shyly, before lifting her thumb and pinkie finger from her clenched fist, both of the fingers forming small flames at the tip. She used her thumb to light her own cigar, and her pinkie to light Toshi’s cigar, before cancelling the magic and inhaling the smoke... and immediately her eyes widened, before her shoulders relaxed soon after as a chuckle came from her. “Damn, really fucking smooth alright... works so quickly too... fuck, I’m already gonna get addicted to this if I wasn’t addicted to smoking already.”

Zadria followed Toshimura into the warm and humid greenhouse, looking around at the multitude of neatly aligned rows of plant life. “I dunno... I don’t really see myself as someone who talks to doors and plants.. the only plant I’d rather talk to is that Smoke Eater, that one is hella great.” She said, before sitting down on one of the nearby chairs next to the table. She placed a hand over her mouth again, trying to hold on the smoke as she began to speak. “Look you shouldn’t be concerned with the shit I get into... it’s my fault for getting into those fucking situations anyways.... it’s just some homeroom crap, damn triplets almost made me jump the gun. You have no idea how much I wanted to burn those three, their fucking snickering and pretending they did nothing wrong...” Zadria growls, gripping the table a bit but trying to not grip it so hard it would break. “At least I come clean... most of the time, but Jeez, they are gonna make me wanna kill em for some petty reason like insults.”

This place looks rather dead after a while. Figured I should try to at least post something here -3-

Zadria tapped her foot against the floor restlessly, breathing in and out to try and calm down... yet she couldn’t. She knew she had an addiction with smoking at this point but she doubts she’ll ever stop. Maybe Toshimura will have tobacco that has a calming trait that lasts a damn while... she needs that, and a smoke eating flower with her. Maybe she’ll just take some extras that are for instant relief too, strong and bold to help her forget about shit like this quickly. Her thoughts swirled around, trying to distract herself with something. The daemon could only go on so long around... them... she knows that those girls are gonna target her. Thing is, she wasn’t afraid of them... she was just having the urge to make them be afraid of her. That way, they won’t ever bother messing with her again. “... Tch, need to burn something...” Zadria reaches over towards her hair, plucking the vibrant flower out of it and staring at its healthy features... she never felt too comfortable wearing pretty things like this, but she didn’t like burning them either... but it was something to help her get some rage outta her. At least a bit until she has to go back inside. The albino haired daemon was positive she would snap out if this continued. She lets out a weak chuckle, gripping the window sill tightly. “... Where are ya when I need you lil sis...” Zadria quietly said to herself, closing her eyes as she thought to herself.

Not sure if a certain daemon would enjoy thinking about classes at the moment though 0-0

Zadria gripped her desk even harder, causing it to crack more and more... though when Victor told her to step outside, she didn’t hesitate, immediately standing and quickly walking out of the classroom... the door was slammed shut behind her. Now outside of the classroom, she approached a nearby window on the other side, forcing it open and leaning towards the open air. It was then she uncovered her mouth, letting loose a plume of the dark smoke that drifted downwards, the plants beneath it immediately withering at the touch of it. “Damn those shitheads... I’m gonna burn their flesh off their bones. I’ll fucking kill them...” Zadria mumbles to herself, breathing rather heavily as she vented to no one... she really needed to smoke... it was the only damn thing helping her stay cool in the recent years. Without it she’s gonna snap again... she leans against the window sill, trying to cool off with the outside air, but the weak breeze did little to help her heating body. The higher daemon growled, grasping her head... she needed the entire day off... maybe she’ll just skip this class and head straight to Toshi or Yuumi...

Probably free style. I know Zadria will be attending the home room class since that’s a staple along with probably two other classes that Toshimura provides. Maybe the human society class as well but eh, so many options really.

Zadria glared at her history teacher, seemingly more annoyed at this point. She really wanted a smoke... god she needed it at this damn school! From those shitty LuBelles to this damn teacher... it was getting harder for her to just hold back. She was sitting up tensely in her chair at this point, the furniture she was against threatening to burn right then and there, but just barely holding on to the last of her patience. “Fucking shitty people making this damn crap...” The higher daemon growled quietly, trying to keep it to herself and keep herself from getting punished on the first day. This was why she always smoked before coming to class. At least she’d have something to help ease her damn head before she-... Zadria places a hand over her mouth, furrowing her eyebrows more as she tried to hold it in. She can’t let that smoke out, for something as petty as this shit, she can’t get expelled for releasing that smoke. Yet those damn sisters... she couldn’t help but cause the desk to burn even more, embers beginning to form as she tried to hold onto her instincts before they were let out with ferocity. “Stop saying that shit... stop saying that bull crap... I’m gonna burn ya... fucking burn that trashy corpse to ash like him...” Zadria threatened, her mouth beginning to leak out a slight bit of extremely dark grey smoke, her eyes slowly getting full of unstable anger.