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He gave her a kiss on the cheek then looked back towards the teacher.

((Back sorry))

Hunter created a large ball of energy, he thought for a moment, a grin ran across his face as he threw the ball at the snowman, then yelled, "FUS RO DAH!" as the wave of power slammed into the Snowman, throwing him backwards

((Skyrim, really? 😂))

Miss Farrah Greer was striding towards the school, her fluid motions resembling a stalking cat's. She wore a black, pencil skirt that ended before her knees, a lacy, black blouse and a devilish pair of black heels. The exposed skin on her legs and face was pale, and flawless. Her face had a healthy, rosy flush to her cheeks, and a set of pillowy, plump lips. Her eyes were a deep, dark chocolate brown and were almond shaped, with long, dark lashes that curled up. Her chin was raised, her head high on her shoulders. Her being dripped a deadly confidence.

Under one arm, she clutched a small briefcase like bag with her school materials in it. The other arm was holding a thick, black binder to her torso. Her oval shaped nails were painted a dark, ominous purple. With a few more strides of her long, shapely legs, her heels snapping the concrete sharply, she reached the front stoop to the large school. She paused briefly at the doors, looking up at the school, before smirking and pushing open the doors.

Now, which room was she to be in again? Tapping a perfectly manicured index finger to her chin, she pondered for a minute. Was it room 113 or 119? She cursed herself for not making a more defined note about the room number. Oh well, she needed to become familiar with the school anyways, so she figured she might as well wander a bit. She knew the room number would come to her soon, so off she went down one of the lengthy corridors, her heels striking the tiled floor like a blade.

The snowman launched into the school wall, cracking it, Hunter created a blade of energy, and slammed it into the being. it screeched for a while before fading, and falling to ash. Hunter chuckled and jogged into the school, noticing someone wandering around, completely lost, "Hello, you lost?"

Althea narrowed her eyes in annoyance, “Hunter!” She called after him, standing up, “You can’t just take off during class.”

Embers eyes widened a bit in suprise, her face reddening. She smiles and watches Hunter run off.

Vivian stands up as Hunter goes into the school building. "Hunter?"

"Sorry"he said as he watched hunter run off

Vivian laughed a bit as she sat back down.

"Hello!" Hunter said, grinning.

Miss Greer had been stopped in the hall, studying a glass display case of trophies, when Hunter approached her. She had long, very dark hair that was tied down her back in a French braid and as she turned to him slowly, some shorter, loose strands dipped in to her sculpted face. A polite, pretty smile tugged the corners of her plump lips. "Hello there, young man." She greeted, her voice deep and alluring. "I am just wandering, getting to know the place." The teacher explained. "It seems I've misplaced which room I am to take. Perhaps you could direct me to a super attendant, principal or such?"

“N-no I just wasn’t expecting that.” Ember says, smiling nervously.

Althea followed after Hunter, “Hunter, get back to class, now. You’re already in a bad place after blowing up the infirmary.” She said, walking up to him, a little snap to her voice.

"Oh..."he put his arm around her and smiled

"Sure!" Hunter said, he gripped her hand and walked over to the principles office, "Oi! anyone here!" Hunter called.

Vivian lays down on her back in the grass, sighing.

Ember smiles a bit, leaning into him.

Vivian stares at the clouds and puts her hands behind her head.