<div class="floatleft">(http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/4715/knoll.jpg)</div>Name: Trevor Valtarius<br/>Location: The Institute, Classroom 1A<br/>Tagging: Too much shyness to tag anyone!<br/><br/>Trevor had situated himself in the furthest corner of the room on the human side, isolating himself as much as possible from everyone else.  He certainly stuck out like a sore thumb despite his efforts to hide away, among everyone else present where the human population was concerned.  After all, he was the only one wearing robes.  He shifted slightly uncomfortably in his seat as he waited for...well, anything at all to happen.  He glanced momentarily at the others in the room, first his fellow humans, to see what sorts of monsters were present.  It looked like there were quite a few kinds here, some of which he could easily recognize through his memory of Mythology books, others were slightly more difficult to place.<br/><br/>Rather than fear, though, he found himself gripped by curiosity.  He had heard enough about recent events to more or less know the theory behind everything, and the logical part of his brain was in control.  He was certain there wasn't a thing to fear concerning these particular monsters, unless they had gorged themselves on human affection before arriving.  He knew that they were powerless without that, and it was an extremely strong deterrent concerning harming humankind.  He had looked over the studies and reports that, so far, confirmed the theories as well.  Even more so, he was actual;ly in the class of the people who MADE the mutagen!  He had so much he wanted to ask them......buuuut that would have to wait until after he got comfortable....<br/><br/>After a moment, he glanced away, looking down and figuratively staring a hole into his desk.  He hated how unfamiliar this place was.  Granted, there would be time to figure out everything soon enough, he was certain.  His few meager belongings, he had managed to drop off in his room.  Mostly they consisted of books that he had come to love and cherish, the kinds of books you found you never got tired of reading.  Beyond that, just clothes, personal care items, a small amount of sewing supplies, and bedding materials.  His thoughts soon began drifting, wondering what sorts of things this campus' library might have to offer.<br/><br/>Unfortunately, he didn't get to speculate for long, as the two up in front of the class began speaking.  It was very quickly obvious that they shared a bond of some sort, though its exact nature was unclear to Trevor at this time.  He'd need more observation to come to an accurate conclusion for that.  He glanced left and....well, forward, as opposed to right.  No point looking at a wall, after all.  He nodded slightly solemnly when failure not being an option was mentioned.  He agreed...it had been a miracle that he had managed to make it through the college before this without too much incident.  Other campuses and students hadn't been so lucky.<br/><br/>He furrowed his brows a bit, though, when the woman explained that each of them would be sharing a bond with another in the room.  This left many questions in his mind, but he stayed his tongue for now.  Partially out of shyness, partially out of faith that all would be explained in due time.  Mostly shyness, though.  He really didn't want to make himself any more of a target than he surely already was, based on all his previous life experiences....plus talking to new people was always kind of intimidating for him.<br/><br/>It wasn't long before their first assignment was given, and the papers began printing out.  Great, an assignment that involved talking to someone else.  With any luck, perhaps the monsters would be more accepting of him and his quirks than humans had been so far.  He wasn't counting on it though, and he was really nervous to make any sort of move to stand up from his desk.  How does one approach a monster, anyway?  Is there a special protocol, or...?  He sighed a bit, instead placing the paper on the desk in front of him, studying it and the questions upon it first and foremost.  Perhaps knowing what exactly was expected would help him, somehow...<br/><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://img1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20140209180936/monstergirlencyclopedia/images/c/c6/1391828247505.png)</div>Name: Zenobia<br/>Location: The Institute, Classroom 1A<br/>Tagging: Some human named Sparx<br/><br/>Zenobia was in a fairly foul mood today.  She knew there was going to be some form of lesson teaching involved, but to learn that the teachers were those responsible for ruining her capability to function properly as a huntress?  That just made her blood boil.  She had been assigned a room, though she had few belongings to really put in there.  Really, just an ipod she had yoinked from some chump who had been bragging to a buddy about how he had stolen it from some older man a few days ago, a charger she had 'acquired' to go with it, and the clothes on her back (as skimpy as they might be).<br/><br/>She was shooting daggers at the two at the front as they began speaking, though the woman's gaze was a tad unnerving.  Still, she was a manticore, for crying out loud.  Manticores don't back down...not like she could really do much standing up after what those two did to her, but the principle still applied!  Still...she could see the point of trying to pair them up.  She listened to the instructions that were given, snatched the paper shortly after it printed out, and looked over to the human side of the room.  After a short mental debate on who looked like they might be the most reliable male, she decided on one, standing up and moving over to him.<br/><br/>On her way over to him, she mentally reminded herself not to take any of her issues with humankind out on him.  If he was going to wind up being a partner, she needed this guy to kind of like her a little bit at least.  She could always try to find a way to take her frustrations out on something or another later on.  Perhaps hit the gym for a couple hours after this class was over?  She didn't really smile, her face was kept level and straight as she spoke to him.  She kept it straight, blunt, and to the point.  "Hey, you look like you're fairly competent, for a human.  How about we deal with this assignment together?"  ....well, she was trying to be nice, at least.  She wasn't too great at hiding her irritation, though it clearly wasn't directed at the guy she was talking to based on her obvious attempts to try and reign it in.  She had tried a compliment too, but wasn't sure if it would be taken that way or not....ah well, things would be fine in the end, she was sure.