<strong>Name;</strong>Corin<br/><strong>Time;</strong>Morning<br/><strong>Location;</strong>Main Hall<br/><strong>Tagged;</strong>Anyone<br/><br/>Corin's head began to spin about, locking his eye's on all the new comers briefly. "Quite the orientation" muttering under his breath, marveling at how for a school of demons it was remarkably casual. In the human world he suspected that mortal imagination would have run wild with such an event, them expecting far more fire and brimstone. Coupled with an enormous evil principal who loomed over a black throne, breathing ash down on all the newcomers while their eye's bled. But no, at this rate he was liable to forget which were the students, and which were the teachers.<br/><br/>"So.... what do we do now?" he asked, assuming that all those who were growing to arrive had arrive. If not, the demon supposed there were other ways to entertain himself. Perking out his fingers, creating a wide open palm just in front of his nose. A dark, single vine split the fabric of his skin and slithered it's way up until standing a erect a few inches high. A single red flower, looking like some odd mixture between a rose and a cherry blossom sprouted from it's dark thorn, appearing beautiful for a moment, then withering into dust.<br/><br/>"Hmm.... too much color", trying it again, this time with less red.