Anaise lifted her head to look at the demon’s piece of paper, her eyebrows raised.<i>Checkboxes.</i>She hadn’t seen anything quite like<i>that</i>before. She picked up her pen and held it thoughtfully against her chin for a moment before checking a third box, called ‘undecided.’ She slid the paper back over and offered Sara an apologetic smile. She really didn’t know quite yet<i>what</i>she wanted to do. They’d be roommates for a while, so it probably wasn’t a good idea to choose too quickly. Well, other than the pixie and the dark elf, anyway; those two were practically<i>made</i>for each other.<br/><br/>She was about to put her head back down on her desk when the splintering of wood rocked the air. Anaise glanced around in alarm, her eyes wide, and saw Miss Dyr gripping the cat-girl’s tail as if she planned to pull it right off. Just as Anaise opened her mouth to tell her not to, a new girl came in, and the elf-teacher seemed to forget about the tail altogether.<br/><br/>“Well, that’s good, we now have the full class. Trust you don't come in late ever again, or i'll send you to the Dean and he'd be quite happy to ‘discipline’ you.” Anaise thought of the man’s words outside, and she shivered a little. She didn’t want to think about what ‘discipline’ meant, exactly.<br/><br/>“Doomed,” she muttered.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>