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"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.

Farrah glanced over at Althea, a bit amused by the girls tartness.
The woman had no free hands for Hunter to grab, as she was carrying a briefcase in one and clutching a binder to her chest with the other, but she followed along after him as he began to lead the way to the principals office. "Dear, your friend seems rather stern about you getting back to class. I don't wish to cause you any more trouble than it seems you're already in." She purred, following him over to the office and watching as he shouted.

Althea watched as Hunter and the other women walked to the office. She smirked and stepped through a portal, appearing in front of them in the office, “I’m not one of his friends, actually.” Althea corrected her, “I’m Althea, and I teach divination here at the academy. Unfortunately Hoggens is currently unavailable, is there anything I can help you with?”

Vivian sits up. "Whats Hunter doing?" She stands up and walks into the school building, looking at Hunter, Althea, and Farrah.

Farrahs thick eyelashes fluttered briefly at Althea's sudden appearance, though she didn't seem startled in the least. "Oh darling, I beg your forgiveness. I hadn't realized you were a fellow instructor." Farrah apologized, bending at her narrow waist to set her briefcase down, then straightened back up, offering a dainty hand out to the fae woman. "I could use some help, yes. I am Farrah Greer, just newly hired here. I need some reminding about which room is to be mine."

Her dark gaze then flickered back towards Hunter. "And you- blantatly ignoring the instructors of a mentor?" She scolded, making a tsk tsk. "Naughty, naughty."

"So did you go yet?"

Victor pointed at her as he spoke to her in her mind. "I would not recommend going unless you can get that boy back here."

Althea flashed Farrah a smile, and shook the women’s hand. “It’s no problem, I do realize that even though I’m thousands of years old I do look rather young.” She answered back, laughing lightly.

“I’m not sure where Hoggens keeps the dorm lists, but I do know there are very few open teacher dorms left.”
She walked over to Hoggens desk, thinking for a moment before snapping her fingers. A drawer opened and the piece of paper she was hoping for floated into her hand. “Here we are, let’s see... looks like room 119.” She sent the paper back to where it had come from and grabbed one of the maps from the pile, “And here is your map, everything should be marked on it. Although most of the staff are currently outside watching Hectors class if you would care to join us.”

Ember shakes her head. “No, I don’t think I’m going to.” She says, not trusting herself to keep control over her powers.

Vivian turns around and walks back outside, sitting down in the grass again.