Mythology I

[Ms. Vellequette]

Vanessa entered the class room, her eyes going over the empty seats as she moved to set her things down. She had an idea of where she wanted things to go this session but for the most part she was very open to letting them redirect the class if the point was on point and valid.

Letting out a soft sigh, she pushed back her blond hair over one shoulder, her eyes dropping to the pages on her desk as she shook off the icky feeling of being in this place.

When she had first come she had been happy to be here, now, she wanted to run away. But that was not her thing, she was not going to be moving on this time. No, she would stay and stick it out despite her reasoning behind the sudden change of heart.....

Shaking her head, she let the thoughts drift away as she sealed herself off and put forth the happy teacher face that the students would expect to see.

Her attire the usual black skirt with a white blouse draped about her upper half, unbuttoned just enough to show a peek at the pink tank top she wore beneath it. What? She wasn't their mothers...She could dress how she damn well pleased.

As she moved about she finally came to a rest in her seat behind the desk...Wondering who would get here first...students of the new assistant she had......Either way she crossed her arms over her chest and let out a bored little sigh.......Hmmm...what to do til they got here?

( OOC: Okay kiddies here is how it is gonna work. Class is officially started, therefore and due to last times lagging, there are a few rules.

1. There will be an order to posting, set upon first posts, as usual. Though if you do not post within 3 days, then you will be skipped and have to jump back in when and if you can.

2. There will be a total of +5 exp awarded for a completed FULL class....Meaning that you participated all the way from beginning to end regularly.

3. Exp will be deducted if you fail to participate...

4. Gabriel is here as teacher's assistant. So as to be rid of any confusion on the matter.

5. Has fun! )

1. Talon Green ( due to increased number of students I am pulling him out. )
2. Liana Williams
3. Devon Richards
4. Kevala Katashi
5. Guy Nottingham
6. Jack O'Connor
7. Aleece Fontecilla
8. Ari Haswari
9. Kazuya
10.

Class will remain open to students until roster is full or until first round of posts are completed.

[Devon]

Devon was so outside of his normal routine of smoking, boozing, even just waiting around for an opportunity to tease Liana would've been better then winding up in potentially the most pointless class he knew of. Left so outside of his norm that he did something he would rather claw his eyes out then participate in. He went to school, stepped inside class full clothed and sober, and went into a classroom dedicated to Mythology. Clearly time well spent.

All the same he seated himself comfortably, pressed the seat back so it was supporting his weight with only two legs, and propped his legs onto of the top of his desk, as he often did. It wasn't like he would need to be engaged fully just yet, and he honestly knew so little about mythology that he would probably just make incest jokes until he was thrown out.

Sighing he glanced around the currently empty classroom, and decided stare at the teacher intently until he made her nervous, while letting the warmth of his sweatshirt and heavy canvas cargo pants dull his senses and speed up time, dozing while he kept his eyes locked on her.

[Guy Nottingham]

Mythology, something of course Guy had learned if only briefly by the fables told by a great many sitters or perhaps through the Iliad spoken to him by a social worker regardless of what it might have been Guy caught on Mythology was like a fairytale or even a religion something of a mix minus the Rumpelstiltskin jumping in to give everyone a hard time.

His attire was the same as always luckily the home provided some average style clothing those being rumpled and handed down from child to child until they'd grown out of it and ended up in some salvation army store. Regardless of it all Guy wore a navy blue shirt and tattered jeans, those he called his "Holy Jeans" while getting blasphemed by whatever lingering sole that jutted their fingers at him for saying such words.

Walking narrowly into class he'd peer in with something of a wide grin noticing that he wasn't here first beaten by another who he'd never seen before and merely persisted to staring at the teacher why? Well of course Guy didn't know but the second his gaze turned over he could surmise.

Bewbies!

His jaw dropping not too subtly as he managed to calculate a small ratio in his head. He'd think to himself how lucky he was to have the hot teacher and hopefully there would be extra credit opportunities. His face going red thinking about it before taking his seat next to Devon.

"Hi I'm Guy..." He'd say disregarding personal space as he got in between the boy's staring and him.

[Liana Williams]

Liana made her way into class, actually looking forward to it, as it hadn't been a required credit, and it was something she could learn about without any real pressure of passing to graduate. The long wavy brown strands of her hair were pulled up messily into a loose bun, feeling California comfortable in her white halter top, and cut off denim Bermuda shorts, the white flip flops she wore finishing her rather simple look for the day.

Casually walking in way before it was time for the bell to ring, Liana smiled in the teachers direction - noticing a few things, one of which she was quite pretty, giving a quiet, "afternoon," before her attention delved off into the classroom. Or more accurately to the seating only to find a few familiar face. Effortlessly a smile widened at her lips in bot Guy and Devon's direction and she lifted a hand to give a small wave as she headed in their direction.

"Hey," she said generally to the two of them when she finally approached finding the spot in front of Devon free, so didn't think twice as she slipped into it, her things coming to rest on the desk in front of her. She hadn't guessed that Devon, of all people would have taken this class and she turned a little in her seat to so she could face them both. There was still a few minutes till the bell and the beginning of class - not to mention there was hardy anyone there yet.

"How's it going?"

She was glad for at least a few friendly (at east to her) faces that she could chat with, still not entirely used to or familiar with the school yet or everyone in it. She noticed almost immediately that Guy's face had been red and was staying that way even as she sat there for a good minute or so, wondering if he was quite alright, but didn't make mention to it.

[Ceraphine Davis]

Kevala again found herself outside the Mythology classroom. Icy hues cast inward as she watched, from across the hall, the other students file in, a grin curling onto her lips as she snickered slightly to herself.

Awww......they were buddies! How cute!

Pft!

Rolling her eyes she laid her head back, hard, into the lockers she was currently pressed back against...She so didnt want to do the whole class thing today, it had been a long couple days and she just wanted to lay down and sleep for a week.

But as it stood she had to. So, reaching down she jerked up her bag and slung it over her shoulder, shoving herself off the lockers and striding across the hall toward the open door of the classroom....Stepping inward, dressed in her hip hugger jeans, and her black halter top which stopped just above her mid section.....Long wavey black locks falling down past her shoulders and framing her delicate face as she offered a polite smile and nod to the teacher, having met the woman once before.

"Good afternoon."

Yes, completely innocent, that is what she was...The good School Captain who was going to make sure everything was done right...A soft sigh passing her lips as she turned to face the class, eyes not going over the students, they were not what she was interested in...No, she was more interested in the seats and where she could sit....

Finally spotting a place in the back corner, she moved past the little group, flashing them a pretty little smile and then taking her seat, feet coming up to rest on the one in front of her that was empty as she set her bag on the one beside her....

Yes, setting up restrictions for her zone....Personal space and what not.....However it was done in a manner which was not so obvious, it just looked like she was getting comfy.

Not like they would want to talk to her anyways, she was the odd one in every group like that...Not bothering to look over at them again, seeing as how they were in class and so they were not her problem, she would cast her eyes forward, bringing her lower lip between her teeth as she patiently sat there, waiting for class to start or something of interest to happen, her hand coming up to grasp the necklace she wore about her neck, fingers twisting the chain and then letting it go...back and forth....Keeping herself busy and her mind occupied....

It was always dangerous when her mind wasn't busy......

[Kazuya Hikari]

Kazuya walked down the hallway, holding his book bag underneath his right arm, his other hand in the pocket of his track pants. He hadn't signed up for Mythology, but it wouldn't exactly hurt to show up for it. Once he reached the classroom, he walked in and nodded his head slightly at the teacher in acknowledgment and respect. "Good day." Kazuya then headed towards the two rows of desk/seat combination located in the middle, in front of the teacher's desk, really recognizing only one person out of the rest of students that were already in the classroom, noting that the other three were generally clustered around each other, which probably meant they knew each other. He gave Kevala a slight nod of his head, acknowledging the School Captain and generally his friend before he sat down in the third seat in the left row.

He pulled out his binder and pencil bag, and placed them on top of the desk, and placed his book bag down on the ground before leaning back in his chair, as he casually shoved his hands into his pockets once again and slouched down a little, as he stared out the window, he wasn't paying attention to anyone or anything else around him. He yawned, looked at the clock, and resumed staring out the window, as he casually folded his arms across his chest, his feet resting on the back legs of the desk in front of him. That's right, the Student Body President was already bored, and class hadn't even started yet. He wasn't much of a talker either, and was generally a friendly loner, but since he didn't know their names yet, there was really no point in talking, instead, he would wait until class started... whenever that was.

[Aleece Fontecilla]

Aleece wasn't sure why she was in this class to begin with exactly, other then the fact that she wanted to keep a full school schedule. She certainly didn't need this class and it wasn't one of the most interesting subjects in her opinion, but here she was walking to the class anyway, her face still a little tender thank to the lovely welcoming gift she had received, with Ari.

She wasn't sure why he was taking the class other then having it to fill up his time as well. Not really bothered or worried about what motivated either of them to take the class to begin with, she made her way down the busy hall, dodging a few people while keeping well right up next to Ari, until they got to the mythology classroom. Before she could reach for the knob, he was doing it for her, pulling it open and waiting on her to go through.

Giving a small wry grin she passed, her fingers brushing over his side lightly in a brief physical touch that showed her gratitude. Slipping past, he headed right over to the furthest side of the room, and to the front - her eyes had automatically gone to the back corner - Katashi, the schools captain - and not a face she had wanted to see so soon in this school year. Aleece's eye contact only lingered for maybe a second before delving off and landing on another quite noticeable and remembered face, Hikari - president.

Turning in her spot and slipping down into a desk away from the group somewhat in the back, Kevela or Kazuya, Aleece fished her phone out of her pocket, wondering if the library had computer terminals, already her focus and attention for this class lulling, and putting the fact they were in the same room out of her mind. Other then her first day and run in, nothing seemed like it was going to happen here, and as long as this trend could continue...she would be more then happy. Turning in her seat she grinned a little more as she looked at Ari - having rummaged through his half of the closet she found the shirt she was wearing currently.

Aleece couldn't help it she had always found his subtle humor entertaining...

[Ari Haswari]

As he walked casually down the hall he couldn't help but be reminded of all the similarities to this school and his last. There really wasn't a large difference, and he was starting to think that all schools had this kind of standard layout. The sense of familiarity was likely spurred on by the fact that he had yet to change his wardrobe considerably since he first came to America. Again he wore a light jacket, a white short sleeved shirt that stayed hidden under the burgundy jacket, and his camouflage fatigues.

The choice of class wasn't entirely his own, he wanted to keep an eye on Aleece as she had already found some trouble. But he was also genuinely interested in the class, even if he couldn't really understand why it was important to learn. His own cultures mythology was mostly foreign to him, learning another actually interested him, especially since he was going to get credit for learning something that held a wonderful lack of stress.

When they arrived at the door he wasted no time in reaching out and opening it for Aleece, pressing it open and letting a hand casually guide her into the classroom while it rested on her lower back. In response to his gentlemanly behavior she in turn brushed a hand against him, to which he smiled. Following her in he would close the door behind him, and quickly scan the room as he always did, and would. Exits were picked out, objects he could use to his advantage, and those that were in the room were clearly marked down into his memory.

The three that stood out the most clearly to him was a rather lazy looking male, as he was the source of interest to a young woman and another male. His head turned and he began to walk toward a seat, one row out from the door, toward the middle. While walking to it he allowed his calculating gray eyes to draw across two faces he had previously marked into his memory, two members of the student hierarchy was in the class. Displaying a light, charming smile, turned his head away and slipped down into a chair. When he turned his head away from them his smile abruptly dropped.

Out of the corner of his eye he noticed that Aleece, who had settled herself down next to him, was turning toward him. Curiously he turned his head and leaned back, resting his left forearm across his desk while he hooked his right arm behind his chair. When he saw her subtly show off the shirt he hadn't noticed her wearing before he blinked and then chuckled lightly, giving a slight shake of his head. In response he couldn't help but reach up to the middle of his jacket and pulled it back, exposing his own shirt, which she couldn't possibly pull off as well as he did.

[Jack]

The newly appointed Varsity captain, strolled through the halls of #774, in his hand he had his timetable sheet. Looking down he doubled checked the room number to the room numbers around him, he was at the very least going in the right direction.

He was wearing a black Victorian silk top, first two buttons undone, his large platinum cross was exposed to the world and it was how it was meant to be. His newly received scars were bright red against his tanned flesh, moving over his Tattoos giving his already wild like appearance that feral nature of a real wolf who was just in combat. His normal black formal pants were worn with matching black Italian leather shoes, his final accessory was his large silver wolf and fox head belt buckle.

Jack entered the class room, his head throbbing from his most recent hang over, regretting the amount of alcohol he had consumed. Despite his pain he made a point of it to look good. His face cleanly shaven, the fragrance of his Cologne filled the nostrils of anyone directly around him. He was well dressed and looking good, except for the obvious bite marks and hinted scratch marks around his chest, at the very least he was thankful they couldn't see his back. He just looked like a well dressed man who had just got mauled by a tiger.

As Jack entered the classroom, carrying his books and laptop case in his left hand which was tucked to his chest, acknowledging the teacher with a nod and smile. "Sorry miss, I hope I'm not late."

Jack would say apologizing if he were late and attempting to get off on a right foot with his new teacher. Jack's eyes scanned the classroom, but they locked onto one person in particular a girl, nearly two feet shorter then he, yet twice as strong and the one responsible for his new markings. Jack smirked as his mind flashed back to their most recent encounter.

Moving over to the girl he picked up her bag gently placing it down beside him before sitting down into the now unoccupied seat.

"Yo."

[Gabriel Seran]

Trends that seemed to come and go as school's did were the powers that directed them. The pillar system, something that'd started conflict, created it, honed by perfectionism into something.... more. As characters entered to combine or sliver their story ties there was generally an omnipotent factor. Pillars. Something Gabriel had ties with, both past and present, but hence again his time as a pillar had long passed his ideals failed and written anew by new blood. But that alone didn't mean Gabriel's mentalities had changed. You see an old master of his had once told him something very important....

And

Thus class today he began a bit late, perhaps even just barely on time. The Dark blue Victorian era vest he wore covering his button-up tunic. To match with his base was the slender and often time tight black dress pants to match his very Victorian attire. Strides in slowly past the front door without any noise audible above the clicking of the dress shoes.

Hands bundled with both a file folder as well as a suitcase he so dutifully carried in his free hand. Stride back perfect as he entered fading a glimpse to the left at the class. A confident stare parting over the group as one, as individuals. The share of them he'd known, done battle with or against, others were new, creative sparks of life to mend and better understand enigmas unto the world. It was a new game to be played.

"Good Morning Ms. Vallquette, Mr. Durand instructed me to stand in as your assistant I hope you got the notice prior to my arrival as to not be a bother." Gabriel's words enacted out of purely respect for the woman though as was common with him there was that regal air to it that made people feel.....belittled.

With a nod to her respectable reply what should it be he'd take a seat picking a corner out of the way of both the students and the teacher, simply an observer to this class of course until what an ever plotting man suggested might unfold.

[Ms. Vellequette]

Vanessa sat there as the students began to come in. The first group she greeted with a smile as they settled into their seats, they seemed like a happy enough group, well normal teenagers at least.

Then came another girl, small in stature, there was an air about her that just made Vanessa look at her a bit questioningly. Yet as the dark hair girl turned to her with a pretty little smile and offered her hello, she nodded and returned the look with her own smile.

Then another boy, this one polite and seemingly rather held together...another greeting, and another smile and nod.....She was surprised that so many entered this class. Hmm...Good for her she supposed.

Then came another set of students, a boy and girl, both of them seemingly new, but in her mind that was none of her concern. Instead she just sat there, watched them take their seats.....

Three distinct little groups forming....Interesting....

Then came the final student, a rather tall young man who was well dressed yet held marks as though something had attacked him.

Well it was not surprising in this school. Though one of the bite marks she spotted on his neck had her brow raising slightly.

"No, not late...just made it in fact."

She flashed that pretty little smile toward him and then watched, curiously to see where he would take a seat, ah, of course, with the petite black haired female and the other more composed male.

Looking down at the roster she ran through the names, three of them sticking out to her, since all teachers were informed of the Pillars....Ahhhh so that must be them, hmm...Well then, should prove for an interesting class.

With that she stood up, about to start her lesson as the bell rang, though just as she was about to speak another voice interrupted her, the accent causing her to raise her brow as she turned to look at the man.....

As he introduced himself, she nodded in recognition.

"Gabriel correct? Yes I received the memo from Mr. Durand. Just this morning. Happy to have you here."

Her words just as smooth and elegant as any properly raised young lady, even if she had strayed from that path long ago.

Finally, once Gabriel had taken a seat to look out over the class, she leaned back against her desk, the wood frame of it biting lightly into her hips.....

"Now if I can have everyone's attention. This class will be discussing something I consider very basic in mythology, or at least that is my opinion of it....The Greek Pantheon. So how about we go about the room and everyone give me their names and one thing they know about that specific deity."

She really was not one to deal with the short cuts in life. No, she wanted them to learn as much as they could in the short amount of time they were here...Eyes darting over each of their faces as she motioned to the rather bubbly young lady ( Liana ) to start them off.

She then cast a glance toward the one named Gabriel...her assistant....Now what on earth could Thierry have been thinking? Since when did she need assistance teaching a group of kids?

Not like she would ask the man, she wasn't planning on really conversing with him in the near future unless needed. Not until she had been successful in closing herself off to the world around her. Only then could she really look at him without feeling that ever constant pain in her chest.....

Attention diverted back to the students, she listened patiently as they began.

(OOC: From here on out, the class is closed to any new students. Also you will have three days to post up {Next post for Vanessa on Tuesday morning }, as for now there is no set posting order, so there is no having to wait on somebody else....Eliminating that excuse...If you have not posted within the three day limit, you will be skipped and your exp gain for this course will be reduced. Thanks. )

[Devon]

Devon's attempt to stare down the teacher until she became uncomfortable was thwarted, sadly. It seemed like someone decided it would be nice to block his view, and he could only sigh as he thought back to an old phrase. You make a better door then a window, jack ass. Although he was pretty sure he got some part of it wrong when he went over it in his head.

His brown eyes trailed up from the guy's midsection and glanced lazily up. Upon finding that the guy "Guy" decided to disgregard his person space for an introduction he noticed that his face had gone red. "Virgin, gay, both?" He thought aloud, mostly to get a quick quip in for being blocked from his bored fighting goal.

Out of the corner of his eye he caught the sight of movement. Turning his gaze toward it he found Liana waving to him, smiling all the while. He gave a purposeful nod to acknowledgment her presence, a small smile of his own forming as she came forward and easily slid herself down in the seat in front of him. When she turned toward him he couldn't help but sigh.

"Oh, just waiting to mock the very existence of this course." Devon kept a slight teasing edge to his tone, although it would be hard to tell as it wasn't entirely convincing. That and the fact that yet another short(er) brunette caught his attention. Devon let out a low breath as he silently wished that she would just keep her mouth shut for once.

Luckily it didn't turn out to be too big an issue, as many more people began to file in. Interestingly every person seemed to clump up around one person or another. Behind him there was the hierarchy, which he still could barely keep from balking at, whoever let Kevala have power was clearly more insane then she was, what looked to be a couple on the opposing side of the room, and himself and Liana.... and Guy.

Fantastic.

But wait, there's more!

Gabriel also decided to join in on the cluster... well you get the idea.

Devon glanced to the front of the class as the woman began to speak. He of course knew very little, if anything at all, about the Greek Pantheon itself, and just some of the more conventional mythological gods that had wound up in media, and what little he remembered so he to be a smart ass. Luckily he wasn't called on first, so he simply stayed relaxed while he waited to make a quip or take his turn in the spotlight.

[Liana Williams]

Liana gave Devon a small laugh and a shake of her head at his quip about the class but raised an eyebrow, "then why are you taking the class?"

This wasn't mandatory in the curriculum as far as she knew, and she certainly didn't need the credit to graduate, but she got the feeling that he had signed up with at least a little bit of interest for one reason or another. But instead of digging to much further into the why, her attention was split to the front of the class room again, watching as a few more students made their way in. Kevela, the girl she had met on her first day, again - like she had speculated then she was just as pretty. Now though she was able to see her face, the one thing she noticed almost immediately though was the fact her smile...didn't quite reach.

Before she could really be concerned to think on it more - a few more interesting characters stepped through, including a couple - the shirts they wore catching her attention more then anything. With a subdued expression of amusement for that, she was about to turn back to Devon and Guy when another familiar face stepped through...

She was almost shocked, that was until she remembered the rather cryptic and unusual meeting with Gabriel, the fact he had said he was going to have business here - in no particular or revealing manner. Liana just hadn't thought he was going to be a teachers aid, the thought was a sort of wry one for her, though he did look every bit of profession now as he had in the coffee shop - and well dressed.

Clearing her throat she settled back facing front as she got the subtle feeling that class was about to start, but wasn't expecting to be called on first. Crossing her ankles under her seat and tucking her legs back a little further, Liana leaned on her forearms and fiddled with the pencil in front of her - thought she nodded and smiled felt an unrelenting wave of nerves crawl up from stomach coldly.

"Well, since the Greek Pantheons are divided into roughy eight classes I guess I can start with the first," she stated rather softly in a manner quite uncommon for her personality. How ever she had never spoken in a classroom...in front of a large(er) group of people more then two or three. Or rather in a setting where she was set up to be criticized or judged for what she knew..."Uh," Liana took a minute to think about knowing the answer but finding it a little hard to grasp onto. "The first is Protogenoi or the first born gods. They were the primeval beings who emerged at creation to form the very fabric of the universe ah...earth, sea, sky, night, day...so on."

It was after Liana's some what rambled answer that she realized that she had asked for a specific deity from the pantheon and she felt a rather embarrassed heat rise up, and she forced her mouth to go on...even if she didn't want to. "A deity," the tone of her pitch rose slightly with her carried nerves and had to take a breath as she went on, "from that class would be Gaia- the spirit of earth. One of the first to emerge at the beginning of creation, along with air, sea and sky. She was the mother of all, and the heavenly gods were descended from her unions."

Liana's fingers tightened around her pen and released, rolled it across the desk in front of her, and all of that she found rather interesting as she looked down at it, waiting for some kind of correction on what she had spouted...

[Kazuya Hikari]

It was only for a split second, but Kazuya felt like someone was looking at him, from the corner of his eye, he saw the girl that had come in with a guy look at him from across the room before turning around and taking a seat beside the guy. While normally Kazuya could care less that someone was looking at him, this time felt different for some reason, and he had a hunch why, as the feeling nagged away at him, which annoyed him slightly. The light charming smile that the guy gave him didn't make matters any better, if anything, it annoyed Kazuya even more, he was on borderline pissed off, and rarely did Kazuya ever get pissed off at well, anything. Returning to staring out the window, partly to distract him, but mostly so that he wouldn't unintentionally snap at anyone, another guy walked in and scanned the room, looking like he was just attacked by a tiger as soon as he came close enough for Kazuya to see, before taking a seat beside Kevala.

And then walked in a familiar face, one that Kazuya had mixed reactions seeing, a part of him was feeling nostalgic to see his old friend, another part was amused at the regal air that surrounded his old friend, he never changed... outwardly, that is, and another part was downright surprised, Gabriel Seran, Teacher's Aid. Had a nice ring to it, surprising, but a nice ring nonetheless. And then class began. Sitting up perfectly straight, no longer slouching down in his chair, Kazuya saw the teacher, Ms. Vellequette, motion at the girl that was sitting with the two other guys, who cleared her throat before giving a... rather long answer. "... Cronus, from the Titan gods. He was the leader and youngest of the first generation of Titans. He overthrew his father, but in turn, was overthrown by his own sons, Zeus, Hades, and Poseidon, and imprisoned in Tartarus." Kazuya answered in a low but clear voice, only speaking once the girl had finished, before falling back silent once more.

[Ceraphine Davis]

Well this was shaping up to be rather interesting it seemed. First off a pair came in, clearly either extremely good friends or a couple, whatever it was she could care less.....Until she got that look. It was fleeting and only for a moment, but the girl of the pair gave her that "Fuck!" look and then spun on her heels to take a seat.

Now, to a normal person........such a thing would be shrugged off and her mind would have gone elsewhere....but this was Kevala, probably one of the most paranoid people out there. So naturally her instincts led her to go on high alert.....

Then the guy came in, and for the smallest of moments she felt it, something off, some strange emotion fleeting in the air that was too faint to pick up on but was there before he flashed the smile and turned around. That smile only making her that much more suspicious of the two.

Then just like that her attention shifted, bad side effect of having ADHD and nooooo meds....oh and maybe some coffee this morning......

Anyways!!! As her eyes turned to the door, she noted Jack entering, a little grin curling onto her lips as she noted the bite marks and the scratches that peeked above the buttoned section of his shirt....She knew too well who had left them there...Hell if she pushed back her hair, then yeah, her own little bite wounds would be seen.

This is probably why he was about the only one who could so easily grab her bag and move it to sit down next to her...well the only one next to................

Gabriel?

His voice pulling her attention away from Jack before she could say anything, her brow raising as she listened to why he was here.

Instantly her eyes narrowed........Liar.....She knew him better than that....Instantly she felt uneasy...something was up, she just knew it.....Already her mind running over thoughts and what she needed to do.....It was a natural thing for her, only difference was, she didnt have those fucking emotions holding her back near as much, leaving her that much more clear headed and able to think......Dangerous....Heh.....

Then next thing she knew class had started, and even though she continued to watch Gabriel a bit suspiciously she finally turned her eyes to the teacher and smiled once more....her tone soft and sweet as always, though if you knew her you knew it was an act...something Kevala had perfected since moving here.....A new trick if you will that she lacked during her time at 259....SHE COULD LIE!!!!

" Prometheus was the wisest Titan. His name means "forethought" and he was able to foretell the future. He was the son of Iapetus . When Zeus revolted against Cronus Prometheus deserted the other Titans and fought on Zeus side.

By some accounts he and his brother Epimetheus were delegated by Zeus to create man. In all accounts, Prometheus is known as the protector and benefactor of man. He gave mankind a number of gifts including fire. He also tricked Zeus into allowing man to keep the best part of the animals sacrificed to the gods and to give the gods the worst parts.

For this Zeus punished Prometheus by having him chained to a rock with an eagle tearing at his liver. He was to be left there for all eternity or until he agreed to disclose to Zeus which of Zeus children would try to replace him. He was eventually rescued by Heracles without giving in to Zeus."

With that said, which yeah was a lot but hey if she was gonna talk about the god might as well talk about what all happened to the poor bastard, she made a motion to gain Jacks attention and then tapped her watch and pointed to the door...clearly a motion to say she wanted to talk to him after class.

She would have to catch up to Kazuya later.....She needed him to do a few things for her as well....As the others continued, she would then reach into her bag and pull out a pen and paper, writing down her thoughts as it were, making notes so that she could be sure to attend to them after class.