I scream for Ic- [Dal+Porky]

Another typical work day. While she was still fairly new to the Academy, it was safe to say that she wass beginning to fit in comfortably. From what she had seen, this hidden island had provided her more enlightenment about those like her than she had seen in her travels. After all, this was the hiding place for those who didn’t quite fit in. Like her. For those presumed extinct or merely a figment of the imagination. All of it so true. And all of it beautiful…

Safe to say, she loved her job. She was no teacher, but she didn’t mind the one she was the assistant for. And that was putting it lightly. Her careful and precise penmanship made its mark on several files of paperwork, while her other hand flipped through the pages of some ancient text. Researching and grading papers… She couldn’t think of a better way to spend the afternoon.

Her emerald hair blew softly in the wind, the markings on her face accentuating the look of mellow excitement in her yellow-green eyes. For those who observed her carefully, it was rather apparent that her appearance changed naturally and fast. But that was just her. An elf marked by the change of the zodiac. The mark of leo was etched into her back, evident through the thin fabric that draped across it. Her fingers found themselves almost stained with the red ink from the students who made one too many careless errors on their test.

”Just because you circled two answers does not mean I have to pick the right one for you….”

A sigh came from her lips, as she tucked some loose hair behind her long and pointed ear. Didn’t these children listen? Oh well. Just because they didn’t take their studies seriously doesn’t mean the subject matter isn’t interesting. And it was. Her eyes went back to the book about magic and its appliance to science. Though science wasn’t her cup of tea she found it compelling. Just like magic, science was a beautiful combination of knowledge and precision. And just like that, it could be abused to make something horrible if placed in the wrong hands…

Her train of thought came to an abrupt halt as she heard the doors slam open. The sound of excited laughter ringing in her ears, giving poor Genesis quite a fright. Her brow raised as she watched a girl with what appeared to be.. Cat ears? What was this?

”Greetings child… Are you lost?” She touched the tip of her quill to her lips in contemplation and confusion. ”Class has ended quite awhile ago… I recommend that you return back to your dormitory, before it gets too dark to navigate the hallways.”
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