(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/snugelandbonnie_zpse97b17f7.png)<br/><br/>Name: Travis Snugel and Tabitha Bonnie<br/>Location: The Institute - Class 1-A<br/>Tag: All of Ye<br/><br/>The Monster-Human Institute, or MHI was built on 200 acres cut from pristine Northeastern woodland. The entire campus radiated a sense of the new, construction having reached completion but two weeks ago. On first glance, the facilities seemed comprehensive, perhaps even extravagant. From the library to the laboratory, the sanctuary to the swimming pool, the cafeteria to the computer center, and the teahouse to the training fields, every effort was taken to give the students and faculties the comforts of home with the trappings of a first-class foundation of higher learning. The dormitory rooms, which the students have had only a time to acquaint themselves sufficient to dropping off their belongings, seemed to provide for at least most needs, and possessed all the modern conveniences.<br/><br/>The one thing that struck most visitors, however, was how empty the place seemed. There was a simple explanation for this. At the moment, only one-fourth of the intended student body was in attendance. This year's class represented the first seedlings in a crop which would one day yield a bountiful harvest. Bountiful enough to sustain the hopes of an entire planet. Currently, there were only 240 students on campus, where one day there would be 960.<br/><br/>And currently, these 240 students were quickly arraying themselves within 12 lecture rooms on the first floor of the four floor academic facility located at the direct center of campus. The incoming freshmen were equally divided among the twelve rooms, twenty to a room - 10 humans and 10 monsters each. In room 1A, as in the others, the general pattern had humans sitting at one end of the room and monsters at the other, eyeing each other carefully if a bit suspiciously. The terror of days past were still a thing of recent memory, and the new realities were still only beginning to replace them.<br/><br/>These twenty, however, were special. Perhaps they had distinguished themselves before coming here. Perhaps some test score uncovered an aptitude for the course ahead. Perhaps the students were just lucky. Whatever the reason, the instructor line on their enrollment cards read Snugel,T./Bonnie,T. And that made this class the envy of the entire institute - what greater privilege could there be than to be the honored students of the famous - or perhaps notorious - Travis Snugel and Tabitha Bonnie? The fabricators of the history-changing mutagen that bore their names. The very founders of the institute on which the students stood. It was indeed an honor, and a challenge.<br/><br/>Snugel and Bonnie themselves were at the front of the class waiting as their charges took their seats. Tavis Snugel was tall with short dark hair. His dark eyes were enclosed by rectangular black spectacles and his lean body was informally clad in a black turtleneck and blue jeans. Even when one discounted the fact that he was young, he simply didn't evoke a professorial vibe. Tabitha Bonnie stood by his side. Her hair was slightly lighter and she wore it somewhat longer.  Her eyes were a penetrating ice blue, sending slight shivers down the spines of her students as they entered. Her body was slightly fuller, and the pale blue kimono both hid and displayed it to effect. Though the pair's demeanor was solemn, one could not help but note that the hands they rested on the desk were in soft contact. The bond between them was plainly visible to anyone who cared to look.<br/><br/>The students took their seats and Snugel began.<strong>"Welcome. As you probably already know, I am Professor Travis Snugel and this is Professor Tabitha Bonnie, and we will be responsible for you this year. To that effect, I'd like you to look to your left and your right. No... I'm not going to say that one of the people you're looking at is destined to fail. At this point, failure simply isn't an option."</strong><br/><br/><strong>"What we are going to say,"</strong>[/b] interjected the woman,<strong>"is that you and someone you're looking at in this room are going to become closer than either of you think possible at this juncture. Perhaps it shall be a friendship, though at a depth far greater than most people in love feel. Perhaps it will be love. Perhaps even more. It is practically certain that at some point each of you will save the other's life. The very purpose of this class, of the whole Institute is to develop that bond."</strong><br/><strong><br/>"But to develop the bond," </strong>Snugel added with a smug smile,<strong>"you must first find with whom your bond will be with. And today's exercise will hopefully bring you a step closer to accomplishing that."</strong>Papers fluttered from underneath the desks. Apparently, they had both tablet computers and laser printers built within - just another reminder that no expense was spared in building the Institute.<strong>"Your assignment for today is to choose one of your fellow students - humans must pick monsters, and monsters must pick students - and fill out this questionnaire about him or her. You are being graded on detail here, so do be thorough."</strong><br/><br/><strong>"Good luck."</strong>And with that the two of them leaned back and let the students commence their task.<br/>