The class seemed to be filled truly strange and wondrous individuals, A goo girl named Suu who seemed rather energetic, a candidate to class presidency Meiko Crescent, prim, proper, seemingly helpful and well informed. Finally came Seiko who caught Artyom off guard he hadn't expected that what people referred to as ninjas to be real and yet, here before him stood one. With a small demonstration of her ability she disappeared and reappeared her desk.<br/><br/>Sensei, much to Artyom's surprise, informed him that the Occult club seemed to be open though the question was were they studying? No matter, if the teacher suggested it then it would be rude to dismiss it. Said teacher then gave him two curve balls, who to vote for, Meiko or Ruby? And a pop quiz.<br/><br/>Reaching into his bag the exchange student retrieved a small pot of ink and quill, old fashioned but the feeling of writing with a quill was a sensation Artyom but enjoyed and couldn't imagine writing with anything else. The range of questions seemed to be rather extensive and at times didn't appear to make sense but he did his best, working out what he could.<br/><br/><div class="ToggleTriggerAnchor bbCodeSpoilerContainer">
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<div class="SpoilerTarget bbCodeSpoilerText">10+14=24, close but no cigar. </div>
</div><br/>Upon getting the results Artyom smiled, he had failed but the thrill that there was still more he could improve on and expand his knowledge pool comforted him. The rest of the class seemed to be occupied with their own matters, some he wondered how they all fared? Looking back now he realized that he seemed to be the only male... then again perhaps Sensei was male... maybe? Tucking away his quill and ink, Artyom picked up his gear and quietly walked out of the classroom, he considered staying and chatting with the group but there was no need to hurry, he still had time. The chances of them being like the student body back home was small.<br/><br/>Rather than going to the cafeteria or out to the courtyard, Artyom choose to head up to the roof, there he could relax and enjoy the weather.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>