Roy was slightly surprised when he heard the school bells ringing. "What no warning bell?" he mumbled to himself, still a bit grumpy at being awake at this time. With a sigh he quickly made his way up from the dorms, searching for his 8 am combat class.<br/><br/>Roy glanced down at his sheet. Room C18, it said. So the door in front of him definitely lead to his combat and defense class. Roy pushed open the door to find only himself and a few other early birds in the more or less empty room. The vampire kicked back against a wall and waited for class to start.<br/><br/>-------------------------<br/><br/>In a small wood they'd found not too far from the campus Ijemaru and Kosuke started as they heard what sounded like church bells.<br/><br/>"It looks like we'll be late if we don't hurry," Kosuke said.<br/><br/>"Yeah," said Ijemaru, smiling as Kosuke still had some blood around his mouth. "Here, let me get that," Ijemaru said, reaching over and wiping it off with his thumb.<br/><br/>Kosuke looked down, blushing fiercely. "T-thank you, Ije-san," he said timidly.<br/><br/>Ijemaru smiled and laughed a little before grabbing Kosuke's hand and pulling him toward the school. Within a couple of minutes they'd found the magic and potions class they had together in C 20. Quietly, they found seats next to each other at the back of the room. It looked like most of the other students were already there.<br/><br/>------------------------<br/><br/>Melody sighed slightly as breakfast came to an end. It had been delicious, but now was time for learning. She put her tray where it was supposed to go and fought against the massive flow of students going in all sorts of directions. With a bit of time and a lot of effort, as the crowds thinned the small nymph eventually found herself in her C19 civil life class. She was a bit behind, but class didn't seem to have started yet and there were still several seats open. She quickly found the closest window seat in the front row and sat down, patiently waiting for class to begin.<br/><br/>-------------------------<br/><br/>Aisen looked up when he heard the bell ring.<span style="font-style: italic">Hm, no warning bell,</span>he thought to himself as he turned to go.<span style="font-style: italic">Well I'd better not be late to my own class.</span>And so the ghost teacher made his way through the halls to his 8 am Ancient Life class in C12. The door had closed since he'd gone to the mess hall, so he just walked through it. Materializing his hand just long enough to write "Just open the door" in the window, in a very nice old-style handwriting, so that the students soon to come could read it.<br/><br/>Aisen made his way over to the board to begin the grueling task of writing their class schedule on the board for the students to read when they came in:<br/><br/>"Pick Your Seat<br/>Introductions<br/>Class Expectations<br/>Reading: Pages 17-30, Textbooks in Far Right Cabinet<br/>Reading Discussion"<br/><br/>This was eventually transcribed onto the board, after many episodes of dropping the chalk and having to pick it up again, in that same eloquent yet easy to read handwriting. Once the task was complete Aisen sat down in the chair at his desk and awaited his class.