Serapis stroked the side of his wife's snout. "Thank you, my love. Your confidence means much to me. I just want you to know that." After a brief nuzzle, they went their separate ways for now.  

He set down his office supplies and took a seat at his desk. Additional papers awaited him, with both old papers and new missives having been placed there. He read through several of them, and found most of them to be quite mundane. Matters such as disciplinary actions, minor complaints from the staff, letters of inquiry by questionable foster parents seeking to "release" their charges into Serapis' care. A few letters were important, though. One of them concerned the next round of tests for the students. Serapis wrote some of them up himself, leaving Thayva and a few other staff members to write the remainder. He had already finished his part of the duties, but there were some concerns as to the content of the examinations. Each student was given a test not based on his age alone, but on his ability. Those who passed earlier tests could go on to harder ones, while those who failed simply had to take the test again until they passed.

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Arjun was already up. As his parents were in charge of the school, he had a handful of privileges, but not that many. For one, he had his own room, and he had the comparative luxury of knowing his parents and family. Beyond that, his life was much like that of the orphans. His clothes were the same, his education was identical, and he was supposed to eat with the other children. Supposed to. He was already up and he had eaten, but he had returned to his room briefly, just for a bit before classes began. He wanted to play with a new toy he had bought in the nearby town, a little magical curiosity called a sparkler. It looked like a metal oval with a top which flipped open. It let out miniature fireworks of various colors, and he let several of them out, impressed by the brilliant blues and reds. Then he heard his mother's footstep approaching, and the door to his room began to open.

"Oh, mom! Uh, good morning!" He quickly hid the little device behind his back.

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"Alright. Breakfast is ending! Take five minutes to finish up, then move on!" One of the staff, a burly male lizardfolk, announced to the group. About 150 orphans were present, with slightly more males than females among them. The staff were more female than male, although the imbalance was not much more than 55% - 45% split. 

Laura sighed as she heard the call. She would have to rush to finish, and while she wouldn't get in trouble for wasting any food, the staff around here clearly frowned upon it. 

"Oh, morning, Laya!" she spoke through a mouthful of food, a rather unladylike thing to do. "Nick and Aurelian are up to something, aren't they? As for me, Jorn and I are going to spar later. When we have time of course." She said it in the same tone which a human girl might talk about going on a date. Jorn looked embarrassed and stared down at his food as breakfast began to come to an end. He took another bite. 

"Yeah. Greentail? I've heard about him. Kind of a jerk." Jorn had overheard Aurelian mention him in passing just a little while ago. 

[b]“Greentail again?” He smirked. “Don’t worry. He’ll get what’s coming to him soon. I’ll make sure of it.”[/b]

Aurelian nodded. "Thank you. I-I know that the headmaster wouldn't like it, but sometimes, you just gotta do these things..." he replied, absent-minded.