<br/><strong>Name: Enya Horowitz </strong><br/><strong>Location: Academy’s Hallways, Aura Control Class</strong><br/><strong>Tagging: NPC TEAM (due to some changes, all teams will be taking Science class for now) </strong><br/><br/>She let the mercenary go without any comments, knowing very well that she managed to get her message through to him. Enya was by no means imposing on someone’s free will even if she liked to be in charge. Most of the time she actually was in control, but this was not the case, not in the last hours. What Vasili said was true, however. She did need him to escort the students and herself to Schwarz. The Mist was a constant, real threat and it didn’t take account of gender, age or position. Neither did the Grimm. In fact, they needed as much help as it was offered and the merc’s skills were an asset in every situation.<br/><br/>Enya walked passed him on the hallway without addressing him another word and returned to the Academy’s main building, knowing that the break between periods would soon be over. She had her own class to take care of and while the last hours proved to be an annoying distraction, they were a bit fun nonetheless. Nothing was common or ordinary in Avalanche and even so, Enya always found a way to bring temperance and discipline to a place in which variety of character ruled. It was harder to keep teenagers in place than soldiers, that much was true, but Vasili was the exception to that rule.<br/><br/>Once she arrived on the second floor, the blackhaired teacher entered her own classroom. As expected, every piece of furniture has been dusted, swept, cleaned and polished. The room itself was big enough to host three teams at the same time. It had 12 desks displayed in four rows, so that the members of each team could sit next to one another should they wish it. For certain exercises, this kind of arrangement was necessary. On each desk there was a scroll, the latest model, used to gauge the user’s Aura and depict it as a life bar. Other functions like mail and IM were disabled: Enya didn’t want anything of the sort distracting the students during her class and she didn’t allow them to make use of their own scrolls either.<br/><br/>The 12 desks were right at the back of the classroom. Between her own desk and those 12, there was a wide space most oftenly used for demonstrations. The walls were all covered in charts depicting different Aura colors and their most known attributes as well as various other information on the human body, soul, Aura and on the connections between them. The only wall which made an exception was the one behind her which had a large screen displayed, the class’ “blackboard”.<br/><br/>As for the general appearance, Enya’s classroom seemed cosy enough despite the sterile white of the walls furniture. The only colors she allowed were black for the screen, the postament on which her own desk was placed and a cabinet. No plants, no books and everything else that could be used as teaching material was locked in the cabinet. It was rather interesting how, despite the whiteness of it all, there was not a spot anywhere. Not on the walls, not on the floor and there wasn’t even a scratch on either of the desks or chairs. It told a lot about how students behaved in her class. And speaking of students, it was almost time for the new team to arrive.<br/><br/><br/><strong>Name: Luna Mauve</strong><br/><strong>Team: Clay Dewclaw </strong><br/><strong>Location: the Dorm</strong><br/><strong>Tagging: Willum Wildfang </strong><br/><br/><br/>She had been too slow in giving Willum a reply when it came to his comment about partnering up for study sessions. Of course she didn’t want to become study buddies with anyone in particular. Did she? One quick glance at Caden and two rushed heartbeats later only deepened her doubts.<br/><br/>As Willum and Caden walked before her and Charlie, Luna was paying attention at their conversation. Well, it was more of a monologue really, with Willum being the only one talking. He was a chatty one, but that made her feel comfortable especially when it came to unavoidable moments of silence. Somehow he filled those gaps naturally.<br/><br/>At the time she wasn’t thinking of the possible eccentricity of their Science teacher, but how much will it take her to go through the first and possibly second chapter of the book miss T gave them. They came to a halt and it was then that she realized they arrived in front of their rooms…no…one room.<br/><br/>A short squeek was her only reaction when Willum declared the obvious. No one told her either and Luna expected it was the same with the rest of her team. There wasn’t really anything to do about it though.<br/>While they finally stepped inside the room, one by one, she was also curious to know how it looked like inside. Four beds (bunk beds), four lockers, two nightstands. Another door leading to a kitchenette. She already saw her bags on top of one of the beds, the first one on the right.<br/><br/>“It’s not too bad…” she said and the alarm on her scroll went off. “Oh, we only have 20 minutes left until next class. ” Luna unzipped her larger bag and took out a box of chocolates, opening it in front of her teammates and offering each of them to take some bonbons.<br/><br/>“They’re home made. Not by me…” she was quick to explain, but intentionally missing out the fact that it was her family’s chef the one who made them.<br/><br/>“Welcome to Avalanche?” she said and smiled. This was her way of saying “I am happy to meet you all.”<br/>