[b]Elsker[/b]

Elsker nodded to him before taking a look around once more. After a moment of silence he gave another smile and began to speak up once more>

"That might be best but no I'm not a teacher. I just got here, a new student. What is this school anyway? Of all the schools, I've never seen one like this. It's so out of the way, what are you trying to hide?"

He gave a bit of a joking laugh before speaking once more.

"So, what brought you here anyway? I came here to avoid my drug addict alcoholic excuse of a mother. Honestly, I didn't bother researching the school. As soon as I could I left. Hell, I even forgot my Diary where I kept all my notes in. God, I loved that old thing."

It was then that a diary appeared out of thin air with a pink 'poof' and landed on the floor behing him, making a thud noise. He turned around and stared at it before picking it up.

"Huh. I guess it was in my bag the whole time, but that's strange, the bag's closed up. Eh, whatever."

He unzipped his bag and placed the diary in it. He would make some notes later once he got to his room, where ever that was. He looked back to the other two with an awkward smile.

[b]Victoria[/b]

The moment she heard somebody behind her she swung her sword at Harlow, it stopped right in front of her face. She listened to her and when she had finished talking she spoke up.

"Don't you know the first rule of training? NEVER approach somebody with a sword, or any weapon for that matter coming behing them. One of these days it will get you killed."

She lowered her sword slowly and then threw it once more. Once it stabbed into the dummy she turned around to face Harlow. She stared at her for a moment. She must be a new student, she didn't recognise her, either that or she was just very unpopular.

"I am Victoria, daughter of Nike, the Goddess of Victory. You are?"

She stared at her, even in her stance she was battle ready just in case she had to act in an instinct. Victoria never relaxed, she was always ready for battle, always alert. She loved to fight, loved to win. 

[b]Sal[/b]

Sal was on his way to the Academy, his wings out and flying quickly. Of course he flew up high so he couldn't be seen. The rain didn't bother him one bit. As he came closer to the academy he quickly swooped down. As he was he saw two twins with someone, hearing their names he gave a small smile. He stopped himself from going down for a moment and closed his eyes, focusing on Alessio's name. As he spoke, she would hear his voice in her head as a whisper.

"Who the hell is this guy? I want to punch him so badly!"

He then swooped down and landed swiftly beside Micah. He didn't actually think she'd do it, but he was just having a little bit of fun. Besides, he was son of Hermes. His father was known for pulling a few pranks here and there.

"Hey guys, I overheard your conversation. Have you got a room yet? If not you should do that, if so, then I can help you find it. My name is Sal, son of Hermes. Nice to meet you two, and you too Micah."

He knew Micah by name but he didn't know him too well. His wings were still out, stretched wide. He twitched his wings a little before they folded and neatly disappeared in his back. 

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