The crowd's chatter seemed to flow over her as she sat with the rest of the staff on the small stage in the auditorium. Her eyes slowly scanned the room, it was an odd mix of students, many she could peg right away. Demons, Half-Demons, Werewolves, Vampires, Students with feathered wings as well. The sight made her slightly homesick, her thoughts drifting back to her home realm.<br/><br/>Taking the initiative, she stood, glancing around for the principal, but not seeing him arrive yet. Her presence called for silence as she stepped up to the podium, her extravagant robes flowing behind her, and she raised an elegant hand to silence the remaining students.<br/><br/>"Greetings and welcome to the School of Twilight. Trust me, you are all safe here. No one to judge you or hate you for what you are. Here, we are all equals and from now on, we are all schoolmates." she said, "My name is Ceilia Alun, I am your History teacher and I'm sure you'll get to know the rest of the staff here in turn. Please feel free to come to us with anything you may need, all in confidence of course."<br/><br/>A white haired boy in the back spoke up, Ceilia spotted him easily, leaning against the back wall, the lower part of his face hidden by the black trench coat he kept done up to his chin.<br/><br/>"I find it hard to believe that is true. You shelter things here that aren't human, free of charge I might add, and give them food, water, shelter, and education on top of the promise of safety?"<br/><br/>"You have my word my that it is true." Ceilia said, "We here at the School of Twilight are honest. We are the same as you. Outcasts in Human society. Even we call this sanctuary." The boy scoffed, his eyes raising to her, almost glowing red in the darkness.<br/><br/>"Besides the way you're dressed, It wouldn't look like you would need this 'Santuary'." he said, "So what's your story that you ended up here?"<br/><br/>"That is not for this time, sir." she said.<br/><br/>"Seth. Seth McCain." the boy spat, "You say the staff here is honest and should be trusted, yet you've shown nothing to prove you are." He paused for a moment then pushed off from the wall, shoving his hands in the pockets of his jacket.<br/><br/>"What would you like me to do to prove our worth?" Ceilia asked, narrowing her eyes.<br/><br/>"We all arrived here not knowing what to expect. As a sign of good faith, you should at least drop this Human facade and show us what you truly are. If this place is supposed to be a haven for non humans and we're supposed to feel open and safe here, shouldn't you show us what it's like to completely let down your guard? Drop the act, Ceilia. What are you really?"<br/><br/>Ceilia glanced back at the rest of the teachers. No one seemed to speak up and none offered support. She really wished the Principal would arrive.<br/><br/>"Everyone has habits, especially when it comes to their guard against the humans." She said, "But I do agree with you. Someone has to take the first step I suppose." Ceilia sighed and took a step back. She was one to keep to her office or get lost in the library so many of the staff and most of the students didn't know what she was. She simply taught her class and no one asked questions. Spare for her traditional robes from her realm, she did look like a normal Human.<br/><br/>With a sigh, she slightly hunched over, then in a flash of light and feathers, magnificent white wings appeared on her back, streaked with gold feathers and adorned with thin golden armor on the top. Calling upon the aether between realms, she conjured her weapon, a long elegant staff, it's bright green emerald softly glowing at the top, surrounded by golden wings. Among the chatter in the room, she approached the podium once more, clearing her throat.<br/><br/>"Let me re introduce myself. I am Ceilia Alun. A Daeva of my people. I came from a different realm long ago where my people are at war. I am currently living here on Neverth learning as much as I can so one day I may return. My long years on your world have granted me much wisdom, which I am willing to share with all of you as your History teacher. I pray we will get along nicely this year." Her eyes met Seth's and he simply stared back, his expression blank. He simply huffed and turned to leave, letting the auditorium door swing behind him, slamming loudly. In the awkward silence.<br/><br/>"And our Principal will be here shortly, but in the meantime, a word from some of our other staff." she added nervously. At this she turned and retreated to her chair, letting her wings and staff vanish in a flash of light. Sitting down she felt her cheeks hot and she kept her eyes on the floor until the next speaker stood to address them.