"Where are you from?"<br/><br/>A simple question, but Donta found himself staring down at the simple words. That wasn't so simple to answer. He had to move so many times he wasn't really from anywhere. He and his mother had to pack up and move every time someone caught wind that he was half Human. He felt sort of like a fugitive on the run for the crime of being born...<br/><br/>"Space." he typed, which was the last place he had been. On an orbiting colony around Jupiter. He lived there for quite a while until the rumors started circulating, then his mother thought it would be wise to leave and return to Earth. It was another reason the wings on his back had gone unused for a few years. Space stations hardly had the room to fly, and the need for wings wasn't there in zero gravity. The only places that did have gravity was in the lower part of the station, that was affected by Jupiter, and was nearly twice that of Earth, making Donta stronger than he has been in his life.<br/><br/>"I moved from the Jupiter Colony." he typed, "You?" At this point, he just noticed the class had gone silent and he looked up to see the teacher staring at him, her hands on the desk as she leaned over it. He had been typing somewhat noisily with his claws dancing over the smooth glass of the console and now that he had stopped, the teacher cleared her throat.<br/><br/>"I barely have anything on the screen and taking notes is practically pointless because of the reference files on the public shares of the server. Donta, what could you possibly be writing that's so important?" Donta glanced at Kat and then down at his terminal.<br/><br/>"Nothing." he muttered.