<div style="text-align: center"><a class="link link--internal" href="http://bluemoonroleplaying.com/forums/showthread.php?tid=77598">Interest Check</a> • <a class="link link--internal" href="http://bluemoonroleplaying.com/forums/showthread.php?tid=77593">Character Sign-Up</a> • <a class="link link--internal" href="http://bluemoonroleplaying.com/forums/showthread.php?tid=77594">OOC</a>​</div><br/>Neko Academy: A place where nekos and humans can study and learn together, live and eat together, in equal harmony.<br/><br/>At least, that's what they say.<br/><br/>The school is built on a large green field, the building itself three stories of beautiful white brick walls and marble floors. Cherry blossom trees line the pathway to the school and encircle the main common in the center cut-out of the building where everyone goes to relax and eat lunch together. The education is one of the best in the area, and all the teachers have good degrees. The only fault in this magnificent school is their motto: "Where Nekos and Humans can live harmoniously." Sure, the humans have an easy time here at the Neko Academy, but the nekos are forced to be partnered with them in order to receive the same treatment, and must never leave their side. Some of the 'masters' are kind, some cruel, and some in between but all nekos are either bound or crushed by the heavy fines given to those who aren't attached to a human. The collars around their necks might as well be nooses to some of these nekos, but others enjoy being taken care of. It's really a matter of personality, really.<br/><br/>(IC starts here)<br/>Elian was one such of these nekos who despised the idea of being kept at a human's side. He vouched to pay the heavy cost of the dorm in exchange for his education and freedom of being some fool's pet. Currently, the light haired boy sat on a bench in the commons, tail curled around him as his laptop balanced on his knees. He was focused on a new code he had to develop, a source of income to pay off said fees, and seemed more out of it than usual. His fluffy ears twitched atop his head, he taking a quick drink out of his can of coffee he had bought from the vending machine, extra cream and no sugar. Elian didn't pay attention as kids began to pile into the school, some new and some from previous years. He wasn't the social type, anyways...