As the students were situating themselves, various people began to take the stage.  Some were humans, while others were something more.  Elves, humans, even a Harpy at one point.  And finally, a teacher caught some attention as she walked up.  She was stunning to look at, with snowy white skin, high cheek bones, with an hourglass figure.  She had curves in all the right places, and was showing off a great of it.  She was wearing a black skirt that showed off her toned legs, with slits in the sides, black nylon stockings, and a tightly fitting white blouse, which had a generous portion of her cleavage showing.  High heels clicked against the stage as she walked up to the podium, and she pushed her blackened sunglasses her her nose.  Looking down at her list, she pursed her full, ruby lips, running a hand through her silver hair, and sighed.  "Class 1-F, please report to the podium, and make it quick, I don't have all day."<br/><br/>From her blouse she removed what appeared to be some sort of sucker, it was grey, oddly enough, and idly began to suck on it, crossing her arms under her full breasts as she waited impatiently for her students.  This stemmed off the fact she seemed to be getting the potentially problem students this year.  Idly scratching at the unseen tattoo on her arm, she was once more reminded she was chained in this form, so she had to make the best of it.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>