[@Eklispe]

Meruin tentatively walked into the room once more, feeling disoriented. Apparently, she wasn't wearing clothes, but they had rectified that - which she was thankful for. It seemed that the lack of clothing was what was responsible for that infernally cold air. 

"Thank you for the clothes. It's very much appreciated," she said, looking over her new outfit. "I'll be sure not to forget to wear any next time." The affirmative manner in which she said it belied the fact that at some point, she probably [i]would[/i] forget to wear them at some point. It was a distinct characteristic of hers: if they weren't important, then they weren't worth prioritizing - it just so happened Meruin had rather skewed hierarchy of priorities. 

The short mage took an open seat next to Chen, yawning on the way. Her face impassive, she stared straight at Mr. Michael's face.

[@Slendy] 
[b][center]Artifacts Class[/center][/b]

A the entirety of the class had gathered for Artifacts, and Kenneth was the last one in. Still he wasn't late - the teacher had yet to arrive. There was nobody here that he was familiar with, though a few of them did look up and inexplicably gave him a thumbs up.

The door clicked open and in floated a fairy the size of two palms. Her wings, hair and eyes were a glowing scarlet hue. The short fairy had a sour look on her face.

[color=ed1c24]"Okay, okay, for those of you who are familar with this subject and wondering why I am here, it is because, as of now, I'm serving as your substitute teacher. Your supposed Articats professor went and got himself blown up during a dig for an ancient sword. We're looking for a replacement as of the moment, so you'll have to make due with me."[/color]