Sitting at his desk tie loosened and sleeved rolled up Anthony quietly looks over course work "well if there was points for trying.." he said as he marks the tests "girl is a feathered serpent yet she doesn't know what human civilization worshiped on of her kind..." he mutters as he scratches his right arm. part of his tattoo showing [i]there was some commotion going on somewhere...[/i] he thinks as he notices two students rush by his open door. [i]I'm sure my students will tell about it later, no reason to bother with it now[/i]