<b><u><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(209, 72, 65)">Andreas Harbinger Graves </span></u></b><br/><br/>Andreas had been here for a while.  Professor Jareau made it her point to get and keep his attention considering his long standing as a professor himself when the changes occurred it only made sense to stay on.  Besides who could ever leave Jayden.  Seems his and her ideas were aligned and they lead along the same paths…not his desired path.  But he was all about making sure he trained the best and the brightest for the coming world.  He was feeling some battle fatigue so he continued to train himself.<br/><br/>The last battle took its toll, the next battle would take so much more.  He knew and those here needed to be read so he would do what he could to make sure that he was.  He was a shifter, he was able to exist as both a full looking human and ectoplasm morpher.  His body still exuded its aphrodisiac slime, until he changed it to inflict pain and agony.  But that was rare.<br/><br/>But as the dark skinned fellow stood on stage in his suit and tie.  He waited till the convocation was dismissed and he waited around with his other brethren for the next gathering in which they would be free.  He kept his white gloves on and any touching of him would now be purposeful as no one had ever walked right up to him and kissed him so outside of that everyone else here was safe from him for the time being.<br/><br/>He looked around the room taking in the sights and sounds of the incoming class as well as the particulars of change and the attitudes of those around and involved.  He was certainly aware of what this change of class would entail.  He was able to help out as he could but for now he was going to have to deal with what others were coming and what they would need help with to fight in for whatever was coming their way.