"Hah!" he roared, having done twenty-five before the bell rang, sweating profusely from the thick, scorching air in the class. "Damn, I'm going to need to do something about that, eventually," he mumbled, pushing off the floor with his hands forcibly, flipping forward to land on his feet. Seeing the halls begin to fill, he grinned. "And so it begins," he mused, walking over to his personal corner he'd set up for himself. Luckily there was a water fountain pump running in each classroom, in case humans were to wind up here. However, they were seperate from the blood fountains. He splashed water on his face and cleaned himself up a bit before the class pooled into the room.<br/><br/>He took his heavy coat off, displaying his tight undershirt, along with his leather straps that wrapped around his upperbody. His muscles ripped beneath his skin, the shirt clinging to him from the thin film of sweat over his body. He turns in time to see the line of students pour in, seeing that many of them could tell what he was. He kept himself calm and stoic, not allowing them to think that he would take them lightly.<br/><br/><em>Hm, I wonder how many of the lycans will lose their tempers... Or Vampires try to read, or control my mind.. This whole teaching thing might be pretty fun, actually,</em>he pondered, surprised at himself for thinking in such a manner.<em>Tch.. I think I've lost track of what it is I truly am, hm.. Maybe it's not so bad after all. I'll just go with it, for now.</em><br/><br/>>>[Leon's Current Attire]<< (http://i191.photobucket.com/albums/z120/SSJFierceleon/Leon.jpg)