Name: Alex Kingston<br/>Location: Carriage with other new students<br/><hr/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i39.tinypic.com/16kzuw4.jpg)</div></div><br/>Alex gazed out the window of his carriage, watching the bleak scenery go by. He had grown excited as clouds filled the sky and the world went dark, seeing this as a sign that he was drawing closer to the school that promised to fulfill his deepest dreams. So far the whole thing was turning out to be a let down. Alex was obsessed with monster girls, wanted to know everything about them, to study them, perhaps to even find one as a lover. No normal human girl would do. When he had received the letter inviting him to enroll at Madam Arachne's School of Girls, he had replied immediately in the affermative. He had hardly slept in the weeks that he waited for the carriage to arrive.<br/><br/>When it finally did he was disappointed. The carriage was full of BOYS. He knew that there would be monster girls at the school, but he had hoped to meet some on the Carriage. The truth was he never had gotten on well with humans, especially other males. His odd interests always set him appart and made him the butt of jokes. He had made a few acquaintances at his old school, but no real friends. The boys on riding with him soon realized they weren't going to learn much about their new companion, and quickly resumed their excited chatter. Maybe they would get to hook up with a vampire, hopefully they would not get stuck with a troll, Alex soon lost track of their comments.<br/><br/>His interest was first aroused when he heard a screech. Sticking his head out of the carriage, he saw a giant bat swooping over head, a figure of unknown shape on his back. His face animated with excitement, he turned his gaze down. The school began to come into focus in the distance, and behind him, his carriage mates began to chatter more excitedly. When the carriage drew to a stop he practically lept off. Monster girls! Every where he looked there were girls with horns, wings, scales, som of fire and others with feathers. This was what he had been hoping fore, it was everything he had dreamed. He wanted to talk to someone, ask her questions, learn more. Instinctively his hand went to his pocket where he kept his small sketchbook and pencil, ready to start taking notes.<br/><br/>His hand dropped to his side as he cringed. What would they think of him if he started taking notes and interrogating people. He would be an outcast again. He would have to be carful, to make the best of this new start. First thing was to get his things to his dorm, then for this feast that he had heard about. Grabbing his things, he headed into the school in search of the dorms.