[b]Maeve[/b]

Maeve immediately became disinterested in the lesson when she heard the philosophical rambling begin. She was here to kill things because AMRO ordered it, not wonder about her place in life, how she was no longer human, and blah, blah,blah. In the back of the classroom she propped her head up with her hand and prepared to go to sleep. This looked like it was going to go on for a while. She was mildly broken from her doze by the snapping, and paid half attention to the following lesson, but she snapped completely awake by the screaming. The same as everyone else her gaze switched to the door as a slew of curses and banging on the door. She laughed as the student's head finally burst through the doorway, and the other instructor's roared comment. She managed to quiet herself by the time the screaming stopped, lest the philosopher reprimand her. Funny as it was, she didn't want to follow the other student out the window. 

However, despite her best efforts, she lost it when Geko started doing his victory dance. She was still laughing as the bell rang and she got up and left with the rest of the class, heading towards the cafeteria. As she walked down the the cafeteria she eyed the other female students that were going to and from the place. [color=ed1c24][i]Who will be my partner? I hope it's you, red head. Or you, athlete. I've already slept with you Emma, but I'll certainly take a steady partner...[/i][/color]

Maeve's thoughts went on like this until she was in the cafeteria, where she was occupied by food to be eyeing all the potential partners around her.

[u]Kiara[/u]

Kiara, somewhere in the middle of the class, turned from her conversation with the student next to her as Mr. Joux entered the room and immediately began the lesson. Unlike some of her classmates, who she knew were preparing to go to sleep, she listened to the philosophy. She had already gotten into several arguments with several teachers and asylums who had already graduated about her idealistic views that they were supposed to be fixing the world, not making it worse. So she would need to learn about the other side’s philosophy as much as she could, and why not straight from the grizzled, worn, and cynical teachers themselves? They perhaps epitomized the despairing view most Asylum’s took and were her only sure source of debate. 

Like everyone else, her attention was snagged by the screaming, and she winced in sympathy as the student’s head smashed through the door. Before she could go and help, the door was already kicked in and the kid was thrown out the window. Kiara cringed for all three of the seconds the student fell, staring at Geko and Joux in surprise. Not at the fact that he had beaten a student, teaching was rough here and they were creating the ‘perfect soldier’ as Mr. Joux had said, but at the callousness of the entire ordeal. A student may be dead, but they were both incredibly nonchalant about it. The bell rang and Kiara idly waited as most of the class filed out, before offering a slight comment to Joux. 

[color=598527]”Pardon me, Mr. Joux, but shouldn’t you add that despite being disposable assets sent on murder missions, doomed to die or go insane, what we’re doing is helping the world? We’re hounds, released to hunt down and eliminate those who abuse the power they have or those who have gone insane with it. Corpse by corpse, we’re making the world a better place for humanity, right? Just a thought.”[/color] 

With that, and a nod to Geko, she turned and left the classroom. She headed towards where the student had landed, surprised to see him still alive. Albeit in incredible pain. [color=598527] “Come on. We’d best get you to the infirmary.”[/color] She said, as she helped him to his feet and put his arm over her shoulders, before snapping at seemingly no one.  [color=598527] “Shut up Eric, I know what he said but making sure we don’t have a dead classmate is a bit more important don’t you think?”[/color]