Bianca laughed creepily for she had made it ! Bianca anchored her small powerboat which was called Boudicca's Revenge. She then rowed to the shore in her wooden dinghy Dolce Vendetta (sweet revenge in Italian). She slowly walked to the entrance and announced she had arrived,she grabbed the key that said Bianca Morana-1D and merged into the shadows. She appeared 1 floor up in the shadows of a cupboard. She opened the door to cupboard snd looked for a 1 . She found instantly and she found D instantly too. She entered the room and stared. The left bed had been taken sadly. She slammed the door closed and closed the windows,Bianca closed the curtains and switched off the light and breathed in the peace of Darkness. She put some of her possessions onto the right bed,and lined her skull collection on her bed. She counted them and smiled creepily as there was a right amount. Bianca exited the dark room snd this time she went through the pain of the elevator. She scowled at it and stalked towards the school. Her last thought was Where's the casualties?..Nothing else matters....

Prado Moonscar had woken up at 4 am in a haze of excitement and worry. She just couldn't wait to see and greet and befriend the new pupils. In her mind she would take th kids under her wing snd care for them. She would take them on adventures and teach fun and practical lessons. She spring out of bed got dressed in her usual clothes. As usual she sprinted down the stairs and had a luxurious breakfast if Smoked salmon. Next she sprung back upstairs for her shower and the rest to get ready for the day. As her alarm announced it was "time to go greet!" Miss Moonscar tore down the stairs with her many books and sat down on a wonky unsafe looking stool. She sat there waiting to greet the new students but knew the Principal would get to do it first or even luckily second. If she was the first that would be lucky. She awaited the kids.

Sparrow Cyprus l M l complicated age l vampire l M: Varesh

Sparrow woke near six in the morning. April fifth, that means the sun should rise around seven. He rubbed his eyes sleepily and stared at his clock. It blurred in and out of sight as he put his glasses on. About forty minutes till it would be risky to stay outside.

Soon he was walking around outside, making sure everything was in okay-shape. First Sparrow circled the dorms to make sure there was no notable damage to the buildings. Bricks fallen off, broken glass, lost shingles... You could find anything out there, really. After that he made sure Zuri hadn’t made any giant spider webs in the forest that the students could get hurt on. She always seemed to be making rope courses out there, just some people may be alarmed at her creations. The practice ship was up next. While walking down the stairs to arrive there, he ran a hand along the railing. Luckily it wasn’t loose or they’d have to fix it. It would be nice to put railing up by the edge of the cliff too, but it might be too expensive at the moment. Maybe if they could go on a voyage to find some distant gold pile left behind by a dragon.

During Sparrow’s fantasizing he finally arrived at the bottom of the staircase. Loosely compacted sand scattered around as he removed his foot from the last step. When he neared the ship, water began to pool around his feet so he flew the rest of the way onto the ship. After tugging at the ropes and making sure there was no water in the hull, he decided it was in decent condition and left.

Sparrow jumped off the plank and flew back up to the school. It was starting to get some light out and he forgot to bring sunblock with him before checking everything. He landed on the edge of the cliff and began to take long strides towards the school building. It was made out of recycled ship parts and sometimes it could become worrisome during large storms, but hopefully it would be fine. He burst through the front door and began to search the desk. Sunblock was always kept in the bottom drawer for obvious reasons and he made sure it was there each morning. Just knowing it was there brought comfort to him.

After being satisfied with the desk’s current state and the amount of sunblock it held, Sparrow watched the fish swim around in the tank. He was really just checking to make sure none of them died before returning to the room’s center. Varesh, the music teacher, stood next to him. “Hey,” He said in greeting.

Now all there was left was to watch the students arrive. They had a decent attendance this year. It was less than previous years, but kids these days just wanted to be on their tablets all day. This place was way better than other schools by a long shot. Sparrow didn’t understand all the fuss over pirating not being a proper job.

Torak Mueller | M | 32 | Quick Reactions | M: everyone

Torak woke exactly 10 minutes, 41.3 seconds before his alarm went off. Torak knew this because he already had an experiment boiling in one of his many, many beakers. Waiting for the liquid to reach the right temperature, Torak dresses. Today is a special day, so Torak grabs his white-and-red plaid tee-shirt. This particular shirt's sleeves run all the way down to Torak's elbows, far longer than usual. Over the tee is Torak's signature brown leather apron. The apron is covered in black scorch marks, but it is still somehow mostly brown. After Torak is dressed, he turns his attention back to his experiment. The chemicals are hot enough, and Torak prepares the next step. Torak takes his second set of chemicals, all at room temperature, and slowly pours the contents into the first beaker. The chemicals fizzle but don't explode, which is a win in Torak's eyes. Then, 10 minutes and 41.3 seconds are up, and Torak's alarm goes off. Startled, Torak's hand slips, pouring all the leftover chemicals into the boiling beaker. Torak's reactions take over before he can even think. He ducks under the table as the chemicals explode, breaking the beaker. Despite the accident, Torak smiles.

"Another day, another beaker." After the fizzling stops, Torak climbs out from under the table to determine the damage. The beaker lay in pieces, but no glass seemed to have reached the ground. Still, Torak was very thorough in his cleaning, sweeping half his room before he was satisfied. After the glass was taken care of, Torak turns off his alarm, which had been going off this entire time, wipes his hands on his apron, and heads down to greet the new kids. Torak had a good feeling about today, and not just because of his morning explosion.

Fenris Hawk l M l 18 l illusion l M:

Fenris stepped out of the door and into the dark abyss. “Ack!” He reached back up to the doorpost only to find himself laying on the sidewalk. One of his neighbors looked out the window, alarmed by his scream. Smiling awkwardly, he stood up and waved at his neighbor. Everything’s fine...totally fine. He slowly shuffled across the sidewalk to the car. That was embarrassing; the neighbor already thought he was weird enough. When you add that into the mix along with attempts at pirate-y activities in the backyard, he’d definitely seem strange. He shoved his suitcase in the trunk, then the door clicked shut. Soon he was off to the airport on a journey for schooling.

He must’ve nodded off during the flight. Fenris sat up straight and ran a hand across the surface of his face. His eyes drifted over to the window. Water- were they near the school already? Or did they have to cross an ocean? They could be going in a completely different direction of the school for all he knew.

Soon they landed in a small airport near the town closest to the school. Fenris stepped out of the airport and into the dark abyss- again. This time he didn’t struggle, knowing it was another illusion. Soon the light, his entrance, closed up. “What the-” He stuttered, being confused. Last time it was fake, but this time it’s real? Soon an exit appeared below him. Gosh, he must be dreaming still. Since there was no other way out, he cautiously neared the exit. Instead of stepping out, the rift disappeared and dropped him out of the sky.

Fenris found himself sitting by the shore. In front of him was a huge cliff, and to his right was a pirate ship. He stood up, brushing off wet clumps of sand. At least that...thing...was helpful. Next to him was his suitcase. At least he had his stuff too. He dragged his luggage up the stairs of stone with difficulty. One stair isn’t that bad, but when you add them all together it gets difficult. It was a bit foggy at the top, but you could still get around okay.

Observing the building, Fenris walked inside. All right, all he had to do was find his room number and head over to the dorms. A few of the teachers were gathered in the main room,so naturally he avoided them. Until class he didn’t want to interact with anyone yet.

After grabbing the key to the room he’d be staying in, Fenris prepared to exit the building. He drew in a breath and stepped out the door. Luckily there was no dark abyss awaiting him. He walked in the direction of the stepping stone path, looking for large buildings on his way there. Not long after searching for them, he found one. He entered the one marked “2”and headed upstairs to the room marked “C”. There, that was simple enough.

(a little strange, but I've got a headache and can't think straight)

Prado Moonscar woke up and sighed and laughed loudly. She knew she had fallen asleep on the stool... She gathered her books and began to walk to the main room. Some of her fellow teacher were gathered here waiting to greet the new pupils. She closed her eyes as the crowd started to become to loud for her ears. She pictured her quiet room where she taught. The glowing star posters of Birth stars, The North Star and other constellations. The quiet desks which lay row upon row. Two people per desk, 4 rows,3 desks a row. Prado now calm opened her eyes and navigated to the doorway.