When one first pass through the towering black iron gate Magically sealed to keep those with ill intentions from enter they come upon a Large Courtyard. Despite housing students of various backgrounds ranging from Human to demons, and even monsters this place looked serene.  Peaceful, and undisturbed by the constant threat of the out side world beyond the gates. Sitting in the center was a large fountain, the figure in it's center standing out. A being with a feather wing, and a demonic wing, holding a bowl over head in which the water in its purity came forth from. Trickling along the bare arms to where the stone robe formed. n further inspection on could make out horns protruding from the forehead of the female fountain figure.<br/><br/>The high noon sun often reflecting off the water had shared this one common trait with the near constant full moon during the night. The sandstone pathways surrounding it, leading to the main doors of the academy, also branching to either side to wrap around the Structure.<br/><br/>there are few benches within the yard, Three  around the large fountain, and one under the ancient tree nestled in one corner of the yard. Its emerald leaves swaying to the breeze, as it offers it's silent calming ways. Thick Bushes clearly kept line the up rise and balcony that lead to the academy itself, wrapping around the large walls, and  ending at the arch ways leading to different sections of the campus grounds. There were few rose bushes of sorts, red,white,pink,black, the assortment left  other avail spaces outside of patches of free ground around three other trees.<br/><br/>Other then this the Courtyard was definitely a sight to see. A place where one can often find the Dean's daughter and her butler when they aren't training, or engaging in other festivities.<br/><br/>**************************************************************************<br/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Name:</span></strong>Siren Lancaster<br/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Place:</span></strong>Beneath the Ancient Tree in the court yard<br/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Time:</span></strong>11:55am Sunday<br/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Tags</span></strong>Asher and whomever approaches<br/><br/>Siren closed her eyes, fanning thick lashes upon the milky rise of her cheeks. A left hand rising to brush a strand of satin white locks behind one pointed ear, after becoming annoyed with it as the wind caught it and had disturbed. Why she was here on a godless day, at this hour was beyond her. training had yet to start and wouldn't until the following day. But her fathers Adviser had ensured that Asher, her butler, had her hear before noon.Something about meeting the other new en-rollers.  A small frown tugged at her lips before she leaned up against her butlers leg, head rolling up as she pried open her eyes. Revealing the near pale pink eyes up at him.<br/><br/>"Asher, remind me why we are here on the last day before training starts. When I really  could be lounging in bed with you" Her voice was soft, with a low seductive purr. This came naturally to the pale demon girl. Who was scantily clad in white. Wearing two white strips of clothe over her breasts clasped to white short shorts with pink heart shape.. another band around her breast beneath the straps of cloth revealing some cleavage and mid drift. She wore white stockings that reached just above her knees.along side white heeled boots.<br/><br/>She pressed her thighs together and sighed as she shook her head. It was all his fault after all he was the one that had gotten her started then promise once all was said and done. It was so unfair.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: right;"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Name:</span></strong> Asher Locklear<br/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Place:</span></strong> Beneath the Ancient tree in the Courtyard<br/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Time:</span></strong>11:55am Sunday<br/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Tag:</span></strong>Siren and who ever approaches</div><br/>Asher had done as he was instructed. He got Miss Siren to the courtyard before noon. Though the way he got her here was far from anything innocent. A smirked played upon his handsome face, a fang showing. He knew all to well what that grin did to her, and few ladies of the pass. and couldn't help but to offer it to her again. watching how she rolled her head up against his leg from where she sat on the ground. Watched how she gave a small squirm in place.  Making a small rolling chuckle escape from between his lips.<br/><br/>"Well to meet the Students of course. You are the Dean's and Lady Antebellum's daughter shouldn't you greet them? Since you are a first year and haven't really met anyone on the campus, and they only know by hearsay that the Dean even has a daughter."  He hummed looking down at her. She was so adorable when she was frustrated.He leaned against the tree in his usual black butler attire. His Handsome face set on the iron gates. He crossed his arms. This will surely be an interesting year.