The Academy

[Neon]

Snow gasped in surprise, his red eyes showing for once. "I...I am so-sorry..." he mumbled, his thick accent apparent despite his desperate attempts to hide it. His voice, to even more confuse red, was too manly to be female, yet too female to be male, mostly due to being a "late bloomer". He tried to walk around Macbeth quickly.

[Raven]

Macbeth grabbed hold of him. "I'm not," he said quietly, close to Vlad's ear. "I want to talk to you."

[Neon]

Snow's pale face turned to match his eyes.
"Wh-what? Why? I need to go..." he mumbled. Social contact always frightened him, and this was by far no exception.

[Raven]

"Because for once you're alone, and not with that bastard friend of yours." Macbeth pushed him back towards the wall.

[Neon]

Vlad winced and pulled into himself.
"Please.. I'll be late..." he muttered weakly, refusing the whole time to make eye contact.

[Raven]

"Look, I think we can help each other," Macbeth said, not standing aside.

[Neon]

"How? I have no money, nothing of use to anyone please let me go..." he said, the fear making his skin start to act out, and his shirt began to blacken. He prayed that it wouldn't burn through, and that macbeth wouldn't try to touch him.

[Raven]

"No, you have information, and that is so much more valuable than money," Macbeth said, smiling.

[Neon]

Snow shrank further into the wall, and noticed despairingly that the wall was also blackening. "I know nothing about nobody let me go please I beg..."

[Raven]

"You know plenty about Eryk," Macbeth said. "I promise I won't hurt you if you tell me what I want to know. I'll even let you go now, if you promise."

[Neon]

"I don't know very much I swear..." he said. It looked as though he were going to cry, and a large section of shirt around his pale belly turned to ash.

[Raven]

"Well then I guess you had better learn," Macbeth said, eyes narrowing. He moved out of the way, and on down the hall to his next class.

[Neon]

Snow was shaking as he finally made it to class.

Lucius was very upset by the boy's pitiful trembling, and ordered him to go back to his room and try to sleep it off. He really didn't want the youth to accidentally harm a student, but more importantly he feared he'd be too distracted by that lovely white stomache.

[Raven]

Macbeth, after watching Vladimir walk down the hall, smirked and headed towards class. Advisory was his first class of the day. It more than anything else made him laugh. He couldn't believe that people actually believed that some man from another dimension had created the world in six days, yet it seemed many of his classmates seemed to. The sane part of his class had a book even thicker than the one called the Bible. He admitted that it was good to know what was expected of them in life, but it wasn't as if the Council would allow them to do anything else. Half of the book wasn't even applicable to them. Some of it never would be. If he had it his way, none of it would be. He slid into his seat well after the bell rang, the only seat still open, closest to Varulv.

[Gifted]

((will color later, coding on my phone is a bitch))
Math. Well, it was better then war.
Tokarev sighed as she pulled her green turtleneck sweater on over her head, her schedule on the ground beside her. Nobody around her would understand if she tried to explain her hatred of the subject she majored in - the subject she'd once enjoyed, that had come to her with ease. How could they? How could they understand that getting that laterite that sol hung in the lobby was not an accomplishment? That she would've rather never had it happen?
They never could, of course. The only people who could understand were now her enemies.
It'd been three years since the incident, and she put on a good show that she was over it. But she wasn't, not really. She made no defense of her actions, but took her punishments in silence. She deserved it.
Nevertheless, she had class to get to. The past was past, and she ought to stop reminiscing and get to class. She set of quickly through the halls, not wanting to be late.