[b]Nayta Zellk - The Orange Devil[/b]

Seated in the front, he responded passively to the snickers he got from the others. Their enjoyment of his banter didn't really matter to him, nor did the possible disdain of the female ninja he just mocked, though, he couldn't tell if she was mad or not to be honest. She did a good job of masking it if she was. Adequate ninja training but it did little in the presence of a devil like himself. He remained dead on the outside, his orange eyes dull and posture calmly tense as his Sensei introduced himself. 

He had gotten himself a rather happy fella, not too bad strength wise but the smoke trick seemed a bit much. He raised out his seat and gave the side of his head another smack before grinning. "Guess I'll see the rest of you up there, hell, I might even beat the sensei!" he declared as he slid a window up and shadow-ran up to the roof. It took him less than a moment to leap over the high fence and get onto sturdy floor of the building's hat. 

He walked on a fine crack as he waited for the other students, emotionless as he sauntered back and forth. "Sen-Sei, Sen-Sei." He glanced towards Netsu with a burning gaze, killing intent inside but lacking in direct action. "... It's nice to meet ya, I'm Nayta Zellk."