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"Correct, the typical school isn't specifically constructed to fight an interdimensional genocide. I'm asking for an actual reason why you don't have records of who we are. I'd assume this would be a given, considering how comfortable you all seem to be prying into our personal lives as is." He replied, leaning forwards.

"Just because they have records does not mean that they will give it to the teachers, and even if they do, the teachers job is to get to know the students personally to teach them better, kodoku, please for the love of all that is unholy, quit questioning the blind teacher"

Wrizor chuckled quietly, continuing to take notes. Due to how combat seems to be a large part of what this school teaches, and that Karma seems to be one of the main instigators, he was writing down notes about her attitude, abilities, and anything he could use to try and defuse a situation before it devolved into a brawl.

He turned to face Karma, quickly growing agitated at her flippantness. "Listen, whatever your name is. This has nothing to do with you. He's demonstrated he can at least somewhat see by calling on me after I raised my hand, and even if he was fully blind why would that give him a disadvantage in an argument? The teachers job is to teach, and if they can't do that without a friend circle then they clearly aren't enough of a professional to teach dimwits like you when the world is at stake. Here's an idea, try going five minutes without inserting yourself into the spotlight of every single interaction, huh?" He turned back to facing Thorn, shaking his head.

“Quiet down!” He yelled as bright white light glowed from him. He calmed down and coughed.”We have records of you but not until we know what Rank you are. I’m assuming the headmaster didn’t mention that to all of you.” He said.”Now then I will not take anymore snarky questions about how dumb this school can be. Now who’s next?” He said looking around. His yellow eyes allowed him to see better but was blind as a bat with his blue eyes.

He shook his head, a slight chuckle made audible through his half-smirk. "Well, if you're going to ignore my questions it only seems fair I return the favour." It all seemed like some twisted joke. Reality itself was at stake, yet the best people they could hire were short-fused old men who can't take the backtalk of a teenager? "Blabbering incompetent." he muttered under his breath.

“Well it is not my job to answer your questions. That would be the headmasters job since this is his school he is in charge of.”

((Also Coda is not as old as Malavon is))

((That's why I said men instead of man.))

"Well, you don't seem to be doing much else well either." He said, picking up his bag and placing it on his lap. This back and forth wasn't providing much to the lesson, but he doubted there was much this man could teach them anyway.

Wrizor was just sitting there, surprised as Kodoku turned his attention from Karma to the teacher. He considered stepping in, but stopped himself, as he was well aware he would lose in pretty much any confrontation.

Krillian kept as still as one could possibly be as the verbal fight between Kodoku and Mr. Thorn ( and Karma ) slowly built up as well as came back down, hopefully, from its climax. Avoidance was something she practiced on the daily and for as long as she could remember. Avoiding fights, avoiding confrontation, avoiding being seen, avoiding being blamed, avoiding cameras, avoiding people alone at night- almost anything really. She liked to think that she'd gotten pretty good at the skill. The almost primal instinct to get out of the room was tensing every muscle in the vampire's body, just a spring ready bounce far away and as quiet as can be. Choosing to sit at the front was a mistake and something she would do again- with one of people arguing at the very front of the Classroom, it would be insanely difficult to split through the door without someone else noticing.

Anxiety was being to flare up until the front door slammed open with a loud bang.

"Seems I've been missing all the parties recently.", a toothy smile. "What choas is this now?", the last word dragged on a bit and the dread dragged all her saliva down to her stomach the moment she heard Dionysus' croaked voice.

“My point is you are magic but I am way stronger. You don’t listen to your teachers. You will die with even the easiest battle you’ll be going into. Got it? Good.” He said and continued on.

He continued to chuckle, crossing his arms behind his head. "Resorting to petty baseless insults over simple questions in a matter of minutes.... You sure have displayed your dominance over me to a group of schoolkids. Maybe I'd actually listen to you if you did literally anything that demanded my respect." He lifted the back of his hand in a half-wave to Dionysus out of boredom, not even fully acknowledging who she was.

"What's to guarantee that we will die, we cannot use quite as much magic, sure. And we have not had weapons training, so we don't even know what weapons we are good with either, but there are also such things as scouts, everything uses scouts. We could probably take a scout."

“Like what?”

Wrizor slowly sat straight in his seat, taking a deep breath before he spoke. "With all due respect, sir, do we actually learn things in this class, or is it just arguments..?"

Dionysus scanned the classroom out of the corner of her eye, immediately noticing the absence of a few students and the odd addition of one, much to her mild surprise. Then again it just meant that she had more chances to spread some influence further than before, so, the more the merrier for once. Is that a briefcase? Thinking that her eyes were playing tricks on her, the demon shifted her sight to the new guy. Nope, that's a briefcase alright. A movement caught her attention and the student flickered her hazel orbs to it and saw Kodoku somewhat waving to her. No one else in the room even bothered to acknowledge her presence...is this...friendship? Are they now bound together for all eternity? Is that how this works? So mote it be. Pretending to actually care shouldn't be that hard.

Following her, now, duty, Dionysus casually made her way over to the man, cooing out a small "Buuuuuurrrrrrrrn~", at the sound of the new guys' insult towards who she guessed was the teacher. The dark-haired woman took the seat next to Kodoku and gave him a lightly wicked grin. "Who the hell is the old dude?", she allowed her volume to drop a bit from her previous one.

“I would teach if there weren’t any interruptions. So I suggest for you to shut your mouth and listen.” Mr Thorn said. He snapped his fingers and a indestructible thing showed up on Kodokus mouth.”There now then.”

“Now then. Let’s go through some things you’ll be fighting. First up are Grelams. Their basically Realm gremlins.” Mr Thorn said.

Krillian sighed in relief as the demon walked by her without a hitch, and slowly began to calm down a bit as Mr. Thorn started explaining about what exactly they were to be fighting in the Rhelm. Trying to focus on that seemed a lot easier than she thought it would be, considering how badly she wanted to leave not even ten minutes ago. The vampire diligently wrote down tiny notes on these Grelams.

She stayed silent, just needing to know how to kill them