Nydran sipped on his water as he listened. He noticed the ice creeping up the glass outside and felt the sharp, icy draft from the inadequately insulated window he was sitting beside. The two speaking in the class seemed to be at odds with each other, but from his other side he felt a normal warmth in the room. He knew it was unnatural, as he was very much used to changing temperatures, especially in water off the shores of Florida. People were indeed flaunting their power in this room.<br/><br/>He saw the one guy eye him for a moment with a curious stare, then continue on to the teacher. It was only natural to wonder what kind of monster everyone was. He, on the other hand, had walked in the room as a monster so everyone knew what he looked like, but not what kind of powers he possessed.<br/><br/>Nydran felt exhausted. He hadn't slept on the plane much because of he was a nervous flyer. Starting with class right away was even more tiring. He assumed it was only the excitement of starting a new school that kept him awake, especially since it was the first, non-Human school he has ever been to. He almost felt Human attending a monster school because he was raised among them. He was well used to hiding the fact that he was a Merman. The only issue he had was sometimes, when he got tired, he would smell like the ocean, but most of his Human classmates knew he lived at an aquarium beside the ocean, helping his parents with marine life rescue and rehabilitation. Most believed the smell was in his clothes.<br/><br/>Everyone here had a strange scent and he knew he was giving off his smell somewhat openly. He never smelled like bad fish or anything, but more like the smell of a clean beach or salty ocean air. Even he could smell it now since he was so tired. The last time he had reverted to his monster form was maybe a week ago, the strain was starting to wear on him.<br/><br/>The teacher's dog trotted by with a stack of papers in it's mouth, Nydran took one and started writing as best he could under the circumstances.<br/><br/>Name: Nydran Waterfield<br/>Age: 17<br/>What motto I live by: Compassion is a gift worth giving.<br/>Race: (I thought we had to keep it secret?)<br/>Comments: I hope this school has a swim team. Perhaps I can finally join... Although I was raised in the Human world, I hope there are people here I can relate to and become friends.<br/><br/>He finished writing and put his pen down, then finally realized his other hand which was holding onto the page as he wrote was now webbed with sharp claws at the end. His ears also had elongated and pointed but that, he didn't notice.<br/><br/>"Crap" he muttered under his breath. It was far too long since he was out of his Human form and he was far too tired to keep it up for long. He gave his hand a sharp shake at his side and clenched his fingers into a fist. When he lifted his hand again, his hand had changed back to a Human's, but his ears remained the same. Taking another drink of water helped him wake a bit more, but he knew he would loose this battle before the day was out.