Gene
➣__【𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐: 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐒𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐭】__

*Inhale...*

 "Haaa~ Alright, you're on your own now! Not getting lost this time!"

 With a clenched fist raised at chest level, the man resolved himself with eyes filled with burning fiery. Nodding to himself as an act of assurance, Enma would finally step foot into the new environment he was sent into. Truth to be told, the raven-haired man had no idea what lied before his path. His arrival being as shaky as it could have possibly been, having even wasted the time of his dear school mate. A shame that he would carry on for the rest of the day before he slept it off the very next night. Surprisingly enough, the encounter did prove to be quite fruitful. What were the odds that his cousin whom he'd never properly met would be residing in this school as well?

 "The world sure is a small place..."

 Spoken in a foreign language, one that the residents would usually not understand. His wandering gaze met with the many oddities he found within this foreign land. Entering the inside of the campus, it didn't seem too different from the constructions of his homeland. He couldn't quite say the same for the temperature... Seeing as he was born in a hotter country. Long drabs covered the majority of his body, leaving a sharp triangular opening at his frontal side.

*Wearing a cape was a better idea than I thought...*
Marsha
Sitting upright on her hind legs with her claw-like hands held close to her chest, head held high with baring teeth and eyes slitted shut, her long tail coiled around her lower legs, Raizel kept his still posture to try to appear as a statue. Her mother taught her this trick to try to appear like a totem statue to play a part in the background. 

She was pleased to be blessed with beautiful North American Indian markings on her form that took on beautiful colors: red, white, black, turquoise, sapphire and midnight blue. If only her mother could see her mature into a creature like her, Rai would know that she would be proud. 

When a foreign smell sneaked through from the front entrance was from another land with a warm summer breeze and hint of peaches. 

Her one eye slightly opens to see a tall male figure standing by the door dressed in an old fashion gown? What was that? A robe? Many thoughts stirred in her mind with much excitement. She still kept her still pose, now wanting this prey to come closer... And pay her some attention.
Gene
*"Hmm~ Hmmm~"*

 Humming a sweet and short melody as the man walked around the inside of the campus, his crimson eyes would set it's sight upon a rather interesting figure, quickly taking hold of his attention by command! A rather towering statue of a majestic serpent which resembled the likes of a dragon! Shimmering like starts, his eyes grew fixated, slowly approaching the figure to observe it's beauty.

 "Woaaah... Amazing..."

 Spoken in foreign words, one that were Asian in origin. His japanese always felt more natural, and while he was alone, he'd always resort to his first language. The markings on the statue's body, the colors that flowed along it's figure. It was an enamoring sight to behold, one that was quick to have Enma step foot within close radius of it... That was until the chill of winter crawled up his spine.

*Swooosh~*

*Achoo!*

 "Brrrrrr... It's... So cold..."

 Enma was never suited for the cold, his body that had been acclimated to heat desperately needed fire and warmth to survive. Out of desperation, a small orb of fire lit around the palm of his hand. Soon, the orb of fire would circle around the man, forming a floating campfire which warmed him up, resulting in a flowery smile.
Marsha
*One Mississippi*

*Two Mississippi*

*Three Mississippi*

*Four Mississippi*

*Five Mississippi*

She counted playfully in her head as the foreign male approached her in awe. This was the nice kind of attention that she craved so much. Keeping still in her stiff pose, Raizel could see the dark haired stranger shivering now when he got close. He wore such an interesting man gown that it sprang historic stories, traditions and culture!
Her eyes snapped open with an eerie white glow before a black slit appeared to stare down at the person below. His own reflection with his levitating fireball showed in her eye when she observed him. 

A low, deep rumble vibrated within her chest when she let out a response that was close to a growl.

"Fresh... Man..." She said, her maw moving with her wooden thornlike teeth clicking. "Finally a new man!" It was difficult to speak in this full-on totem form. "Smell gewd!"
A cold fog of breath streams from her mouth into a puff of cloud.

Her stiff form becomes pliable when she twists her elongated body to slither up the brick wall, ceiling and down the brick wall again before finally crawling onto the floor. Under her weight the floor shook as she approached him with claws clicking against the floor with high-heel clacking sounds.

With so much excitement, freezing drool dripped from her maw when she coiled her body around the poor kid in a python hug. "Your name!" A puff of cold fog blew out his fireball when she breathed on him.