Lee leaned against the wall of the hallway, eyes closed as the warm rays of the sun streamed in through the large glass windows of the courtyard. He smiled as he listened to the chirps of a small bird that hopped about the yard. He listened for a moment before placing his hands in his pockets, pushing away from the wall and strolling toward the glass. He let out a sigh, perhaps resigned to his new fate as a student at the institute. Maybe even hopeful that he'd be able to turn his life around.<br/><br/>He opened the glass door to the courtyard and chucked his lighter at the bird "Stop fuckin' around and get your ass in here, Jorji!"<br/><br/>The bird fluttered only for a moment before morphing from its beautiful blue form into a much larger, much.... less beautiful dark-blue hued man around his mid-twenties "Jesus, Man! Can't a guy like take in the sights for once?" the half dark-elf rubbed at his neck and pulled a pained expression as he tried to force a crick.<br/><br/>His oversized, worn suede suit always made him look like a homeless man from the thirties<br/><br/>"You got me a ride?" Lee asked flatly holding out his hand for his lighter. Jorji handed it to him a cigarette waiting between his lips. Lee quickly lit it before stowing his lighter in his side pocket.<br/><br/>"No can do, Junior. Your pops has a close eye on this place." the mix of bad news, cigarette smoke and Jorji's eclectic mess of an accent was giving Lee a headache.<br/><br/>"The fuck you mean 'has a close eye on this place'?" he rasped back at the man<br/><br/>"'zactly what I said, sweet pea," He said before digging a letter from a large coat pocket at his hip. Lee ripped it from his hand without sparing a glance in his direction. Jorji smirked at him as he leaned against the door molding.<br/><br/>Lee's hands trembled as he read the letter. Instead of the rage Jorji was prepared for, the boy started to chuckle "So, he planned this whole thing, huh?"<br/><br/>Jorji shrugged and blew out a cloud of smoke "Like father like son, eh? C'mon you didn't really believe that 'police search' shit did you? As respected a profession as a man of service is, that ain't gonna get you access to the entire country's executive branch, " he inspected the cigarette for a moment before scrunching up his face and placing it back between his lips "It ain't gonna be all that bad, you train up, disappear from the public eye and come back with like a bachelor's in killin' fairies'n shit, yeah? he chuckled. Lee's face had blanked. It actually concerned Jorji for a moment.<br/><br/>"What about Lily?" he asked quietly. Jorji simply grunted.<br/><br/>"'Miss Leliana Ito has been declared deceased' which basically means your dad is pissed he can't outsmart that girl," Jorji pointed toward his eye before walking out to the courtyard. He pulled a bag from behind a table and slipped it onto Lee's back with complete cooperation "Everything you wanted is in there, plus a few things you might like,"<br/><br/>Lee pulled a look before asking flatly "Like what?"<br/><br/>Jorji chuckled "You basically in prison, Homie. No bitches in sight. You'll thank me later,"<br/><br/>"Fuck off,"<br/><br/>"Love you too,"<br/>______________________________________________________________________________________________________<br/><br/>The Classroom had a dimly lit almost dreaminess to it. Lee gave the professor a salute and took the first spot he came to, leaning back in his seat and getting a good look at the man at the front of the room. He could hardly be considered a man, but a good deal of fairy types looked like midsummer night's dream drag queens and so Lee couldn't fault him. Class started without issue save for some giggling dumbasses in the background.<br/><br/>He rose his hand but didn't wait to be called on "Uh yeah, 'scuse me? Mr. Uhh... whatever. I can't speak for the group but I ain't ESL, so why am I in an English class?"<br/><br/>He sat forward a bit looking at the man with genuine concern "This an institute gen-ed requirement?" he chuckled before sitting back in his seat again. He was testing this man, this could be the moment where he solidified himself as a warden, a counselor or a doormat. After all, this wasn't really a school.<br/><br/>This was a prison.