<div class="floatleft">(http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z69/Neji121/Gage_post.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name: Mr. Eli Gage</strong><br/><strong>Location: School Entrance/Courtyard</strong><br/><strong>Tagged: Ms. Masters</strong><br/><hr/><br/>"Welcome to Madam Arachne's..oh, hey! Welcome back..good to see ya all again...ah, new? Well, welcome to Madam Arachne's! I'm sure you'll love it here.." Despite the dark trench coat cloaking his body, and the hat blocking part of his face, those who'd gone to the school before knew him as soon as they saw him. And if they couldn't see him, they knew him as soon as they heard him. Dark appearance and all, Mr. Gage was always known around the school to be one of the more upbeat teachers. One was hard pressed to find him without a smile, smirk or grin of some sort. He loved being there, there wasn't a single aspect of his job that he didn't enjoy. That being said, greeting the students was an easy task for him. He was happy to see the veteran students return, having already grown quite fond of some from the past few years, but he was equally as happy to see the newcomers. New students always excited him. There were always so many different types of monsters to meet, and interesting boys would come through the doors as well. He was sure he'd meet them all eventually. The new guys would be required to take his Monster Health class. The girls..well..there was never any telling. He could meet them in the halls, or in a routine meeting with the counselor. Inversely, it was just as likely that he would meet a few of them more..intimately, tending to their pleasure only, or demanding they do that for him. It all depended on what they were looking for in him. What they wanted, they got without complaint. And he was quite content with that.<br/><br/>Gage was neither phased nor impressed by Jugo's arrival. In fact, he found it rather obnoxious, but not enough of a disturbance to speak up about it. Some wind blew, and some dust was kicked up, but nobody was hurt, so he wasn't worried. He merely continued greeting students, stopping only when he heard Ms. Masters approach and speak his name. He looked her way slightly, his lips turning up in a smirk. Marking tests. Whether she knew it or not, the other teachers in the school already recognized that line as the oldest excuse in her book. Rather then openly call her on her lie, however, as others may have, he merely nodded and patted her back lightly. "That's fine, Amanda. I can take care of the greetings. I'll need THIS though.." He reached down between the two of them and relieved her of the book with relative ease, revealing her bulge. He made sure to step close to her, though, blocking view from most around him. "This has all the dorms and things in it, yes? I don't have my own, I'm afraid, so I'll just use yours.." He slowly shed his trench coat and slid it around her, though. He was well aware of what she was trying to hide, and figured his coat would hide it, at least temporarily. "Go ahead and mark those tests. Just..be careful with the coat, huh?" He chuckled lightly, tipping the end of his hat, and turned away casually. He made a motion with his hands, as though shooing her off, and merely continued to greet the students as they entered. It ccouldn't have been much longer until orientation by then.<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z69/Neji121/725697-1.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name: Tyson Riggs</strong><br/><strong>Location: Entrance</strong><br/><strong>Tagged: Zitka, Rika, Tina, Eugene</strong><br/><hr/><br/>The strangely dressed boy didn't seem to have any qualms about holding the small creature against his chest as he did. Plain and simply, it was adorable! He had a bit of a soft spot for these type of animals. He DID see it as such, as well. Just an animal, like a dog or a cat or something, despite it's two fluffy, black tails. To that end, he was certainly shocked to hear that it wasn't merely some pet, but indeed a student going to this very school. He'd heard it from a Eugene first, the only other male student he'd seen here thus far, and then once again from the strange creature who, despite his protests, had returned to playing with his waist-length hair. He merely growled as he felt her fingers playing with the blond-ish locks, but surrendered shortly after in the form of a light sigh. Despite how much having a stranger play with his hair bugged him, he DID enjoy looking so outlandish, and he knew that it would've been foolish to think his appearance wouldn't draw various types of attention from those around him. Back to the matter at hand, however, he found it incredibly had to believe that the small creature was a student. It was so small...being so oblivious to the world of monsters, as well as most of the surrounding legends, he couldn't have ever predicted such a transformation. This was made more than apparent when some sort of dragon, by the looks of it, flew into the school's courtyard and startled both him and the small, fuzzy ball of fluff. It was then that Eugene and Rika's words were proven true, when the puffball hopped out of his arms and dashed towards another male, running into the student's leg, as it had done to his own. Unlike the time it had run into his own leg, however, the small creature transformed, which was enough of a shock to Tyson on it's own. He was further shocked by it's appearance following it's transformation: the small, bare form it took.<br/><br/>His cheeks grew hot almost immediately and his eyes widened a tad, despite the fact that from his angle, he could only see bare back and tails covering some of her more 'interesting' parts. He found himself staring at her, though it was only partly due to the fact that she was exposed to them all and didn't seem to care one way or another. Zitka was cute, in every possible meaning of the word. Her little fox form was snuggle-worthy on so many levels, while this form..well..he wouldn't mind getting a little more acquainted with it. Same with Rika, really. She was pretty attractive, as well, even though he didn't know what she was. Dad he known they were sharing a dorm, he might've just started to take advantage of that sooner. He was concerned, though. Cute or not, these girls were monsters, and while he wasn't really worried about what these two would do, or what the pissy lizard girl who insulted him at that very moment would do, he WAS concerned about what other creatures could possibly be walking the halls. What if he had a run in with something more...intimidating. Something larger, more threatening and more aggressive. He could die here. Sure, he could move pretty well. Maybe he could outrun something like that, but the fact that something like that could be in the school still frightened him a tad. And even worse, he doubted he'd be able to permanently escape such a creature. The nearest town was literally miles away, and he definitely didn't want to go out in the forest. The entire trip through it, it'd given him nothing by a nagging feeling that SOMETHING was out there, and whether it was simply him being paranoid or a legitimate fear, which, at this point, could've been very well possible, he didn't want to take the chance.<br/><br/>The only thing that snapped him out of his string of worrisome thoughts was the sudden sound of a deep voice, calling to him. "Child" It said. "Child, you left your bags on the carriage...take them. I must leave this place..." Tyson looked up to see the carriage driver, holding out his bags to him with a rather annoyed, yet passive look on his face. He would've only described the tall man's accent as "Eastern European." He didn't know what a Romanian sounded like. But that hardly mattered. His accent, as thick as it was, didn't keep the message from being transmitted. "Heh heh....Sorry.." He was quick about relieving the man of his bags, securing a backpack onto his shoulders and taking hold of a few dufflebags. He would've tipped the guy for being kind enough to bring his bags to him, but he couldn't. His parents were sure not to give him any cash, despite the fact that they could spare it. Besides, the man didn't seem all too interested in his money, anyway. Without a word, the man turned to take his leave, leaving Tyson heavily encumbered with bags, and staring, once more, in Tina's direction. He had been distracted with his own thoughts before, when Tina had budded into his conversation. Now that he was back in touch with everything, he was ready to speak up. He was still a bit worried about his stay here, but he wasn't going to take talk like her's from anyone, whether it was smart to oppose these monsters or not. That was just fine with him, though. He had to pass by the lizard once more, anyway. He had to ask the greeters about his dorm.<br/><br/>He flipped his hair slightly, hoping to free it from Rika's grasp, and began to walk towards Tina and her posse, frowning as he finally stopped just a few feet away. There was no fear in his eyes. Deep down, however, he couldn't help but fret. "I was speaking to that lady over there.." He clarified, pointing back towards Rika. His voice was low, making his quiet nature more apparent, but he sounded very confident and sure of himself. He wouldn't be pushed around. Not if he could help it. "I don't blame you though. A filthy lizard like yourself wouldn't possibly know what 'minding your own damn business' is. I'll leave you to your mingling." A condescending smile adorned his lips as he looked her up and down, finally turning away from her. Talking down to entitled pricks like her felt good..but the moment didn't last. He needed to meet with one of the greeters to be pointed in the right direction. Mr. Gage was happy to oblige, filling him in on his dorm room number, the name of his roommate, and the location of the dorm wing, as well as info on the orientation that would take place shortly. Tyson was sure to thank him before he passed by Tina again, shooting her another condescending smile and making his way towards the dorm wing. There was no way in hell he was gonna bring these bags to orientation.