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Aniel had listened intently to the entrance ceremony, and was quite excited to begin school life. The crowd was full of interesting looking characters, and no one was eating each other! Much more to her tastes than Hell ever was. As the crowd began to form the lines, Aniel tried to discreetly examine her new classmates. A few times she had to use her wings to hover a few inches form the groud to see above the person in front of her, and each time was happier to see her progression in the line. Soon, Aniel stood before a strange looking crow.
[color=f7976a]"Smoking is not a healthy habit," [/color]Aniel informed the crow, then placed her hand atop his glass. 
[b]"Transfer Student #047. Aniel, Health Concern for Underdeveloped Wing and Physical Attributes."[/b] At this Aniel frowned at the crow and discreetly glanced down at her less than desirable chest size. [b]"Future Occupation: Veteran."[/b]
[color=f7976a]"Of what war?"[/color] Aniel questioned in aggravation. What sort of prediction was that? The teacher standing with the clipboard dismissed her, and Aniel left with a deep frown.