<div class="floatleft">(http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/4715/knoll.jpg)</div>Name: Trevor Valtarius<br/>Location: The Institute, Classroom 1A<br/>Tagging: Erie, open<br/><br/>Liadon was continuing to study the paper he had set in front of himin silence, for about the span of ten seconds or so.  The guy who had decided to sit across from him on the human side, based on what he was hearing, was the first to get picked.  He couldn't say he was surprised, he figured some of the monsters would be more eager than others to try and either make bonds of some sort, or else get the assignment done and get out of here for now.  From his brief glance earlier, some of them at least didn't look happy.  The poor fellow's partner was probably the least happy of the monsters, and Trevor sort of felt bad for him should the manticore decide to take it out on him.  He hoped that wouldn't happen, but there was no telling.<br/><br/>It was more to his surprise when he heard a voice next to him, seeming to state that he was being claimed as a partner, at least for the time being.  He blinked a couple times and looked up in the direction of the voice.  It was clear that this was the lamia he had spotted earlier, and he hesitated in replying.  As he glanced her over a little, it wasn't hard to see that he was more curious than scared, though the fear was naturally still there somewhat.  This was a monster, after all, something beyond what many well fit humans could handle, much less a scrawny human like himself.  He was also unused to being chosen at all, really.  The teachers in the past had to assign him to a partner or to a group in every instance it required, otherwise he wound up doing whatever was assigned alone.  This....this was a surprisingly pleasant change of pace, he had to admit.  Perhaps it was a good omen of things to come.<br/><br/>It took him a few seconds to figure out what to say and do.  The girl seemed friendly enough with her intentions, and snakes certainly didn't bother him in the least.  Of course, he had to force the logical part of his brain to stay in control, knowing full well what lamia could be capable of.  His fear was under his control, not the other way around.  He started with a tenative smile and a nod before speaking.  "I...don't mind at all.  It is a pleasure to meet you, Erie.  My name is Trevor...I admit, this...well, it's my first time even seeing a lamia face to face.  It's a bit different than I expected based on all the myths and lore I've read."  He let out a slightly nervous laugh before taking a deep breath to try and settle his nerves.  Just because he was avoiding being scared didn't make him any less nervous about social interactions.  "...uhm, anyway...how do you feel about books and stories?"<br/><br/>He had glanced back to the paper that had been printed out briefly to try and get an idea as to what to ask, but honestly he was just playing it by ear at this point.  Besides the fact she was a monster, the human part of her was also rather pretty.  That didn't help his nerves at all, pretty girls ignored him.  That had become almost a rule in general, Erie was actually the first one to initiate any kind of conversation with him.  This...this was a new experience for him, and he had no idea if he'd be able to handle this as well as he would like.<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: Sparx, open<br/><br/>Zenobia's left ear twitched slightly as she waited for a response.  It seemed that who she had chosen had become still, like a statue.  She must have caught him off guard.  Perhaps even scared him a little?  Her inner sadist was pleased, and she grinned slightly at the thought of having already intimidated the poor boy.  Not something that would be surprising, given what exactly she was....manticores were quite scary in and of themselves, after all!  Oh, he was going to be fun, she was halfway sure already.  Based on how he was looking her over, his eyes lingering on her not so human features before glancing over her more humanoid ones, she figured she might be able to be at least a little bit more in control of this whole deal than she had initially thought.  Perhaps she'd be able to get back up to where she had been before, if not beyond it, rather quickly.  That would be something else, and if things went well enough, she might actually spare the two humans at the front of the room.  Maybe.<br/><br/>Finally, he spoke an affirmative, and she nodded in response.  "Good.  In that case, let's get right down to it."  She placed her paperwork on his desk, though not in a way that would obstruct his own end of the assignment.  She was frustrated and annoyed, though not with him.  She wasn't a heartless bitch, and though her attitude could come off as bitchy every now and then, she was determined to not take it out on this guy.  Now, if he wanted to believe she might, she wouldn't complain in the least.  In fact, it might be fun to see his reaction to her tail, which he had seemed to miss before.  It was a subtle movement, a slight swishing back and forth motion...but one that would clearly demonstrate the business end of her tail.  Part of her wondered if he would know everything about it, or just see only the spikes on the end of it.<br/><br/>"Names are always a good starting point, I suppose.  So you're Sparx, huh?  My name's Zenobia."  She paused for a moment, seeming to think on something before tilting her head slightly.  "...hey, this likely isn't on the sheet of questions we're supposed to ask, but how well do you know your way around this technology stuff that humans use?  I have this...ipod thing I managed to get hold of recently.  Problem is that it has a lot of songs I don't like on it, and I can't quite figure out how to get rid of them.  If possible, I'd also like to get more of the kinds of songs I do like on there."  This was one instance where she wasn't ashamed to ask for help.  She knew very little about how to work human technology as of yet, but she was a quick learner.  It had only taken her an hour or so on her own to figure out fully how to operate the ipod to make it play music.  If he was good enough with the tech, maybe she could learn how to use even more stuff...and quicker too, since instructions were better than trial and error.