[b][center]Tyrael Marchosias[/b][/center]

[b]"Urg... Who?"[/b] Tyrael rose up from his slumber, wiping dirt and grim off his face. To his surprise however, he was no in the college, but further north of the college. The grass around him was scorched, some of it still burning. Some of his fellow demons were scattered around him, most of them asleep, but he was certain a few of them were dead. Somehow. Tyrael himself found that he was sleeping on a really comfortable couch, with assorted contraptions attached to them. His memory was foggy, with the only reliable one being that after he showed Coco his Subterranean Sun he went to Underhaven. What he did there or why he was there was lost to him, but for all he cared about, he needed to get back to the college. [b]"Oi! Wake up! We must return to the college!"[/b] Most got up the moment Tyrael commanded them to, but others stirred awake with a swift kick to their gut. [b]"I do not know what happened last night, but we should get back to the college now. You two! Take the couch."[/b] A couple of demons looked over at the nice couch, some of them taking a seat and trying it for themselves. "Dis is a nice couch boss!" "It's firm but squishy too, like a bosom." Tyrael nodded his head as he helped a demon to his feet. [b]"Yeah, that it is. Now stop your lollygagging and let us get going."[/b]

The trek didn't take the demons too long. Once they got momentum, they were upon the college in less ten minutes. A guard spotted them and offered to drop a ladder for them, but Tyrael waved him off. [b]"We will take the main gate."[/b] And so the demons led by Tyrael made their way around to the main gate, where the current gate guard was talking to what seemed to be a merc. Tyrael ignored him; he had places to be. [b]"Open the gate!"[/b] Tyrael commanded. It took a few minutes, leaving Tyrael, his demons, and the stranger together for a short while. Soon the gates opened though, and Tyrael and his entourage went on through. Before heading off, Tyrael ordered one of his demons stay behind and see what the stranger wanted; if he was right, he wanted a job here, which meant that he needed to find Lucilia. But since there was only that guard posted there for now, no sense in leaving the position unguarded.

[b]"Right than. Return the couch to Underhaven, see if anyone knows anything about it. The rest of you I want patrolling the grounds; today is the first day of classes, and I do not want any trouble makers. Kill them slowly."[/b] The small band of demons roared with glee as they went off to find trouble makers, while Tyrael himself walked to his office to get some materials for his lesson.

Meanwhile, the demon Tyrael assigned at the gate got the gist of what the stranger wanted and offered to escort him to Lucilia. "Just follow me." The demon said to the stranger. Once he came, the guard closed the gate once more and resumed his normal activity. The demon was entirely quiet as he walked towards Lucilia's office.

[b][center]Lucilia Riovas[/b][/center]

Lucilia. Loafed. Mornings. Being a vampire allowed her to be more active during the night, but in the mornings it was almost physically exhausting. Lessen by drinking blood, or her Marrow Draught, but it just made it bearable, not comfortable. Sure she had many drugs that would allow her to enjoy the day like any mortal, but she disliked having to get drugged up everyday just to be outside. She would be fine just hanging out inside buildings until sunset.

Anyways, Lucilia's day started off with a pot of coffee. Though the effects of caffeine were, at best, minimal, the taste reminded her that she needed to keep focus on the task at hand. She than ate a sandwich that she left in her office since yesterday, and while rather unrefined for a woman who looks as though she carries an air of elegance, she also drank blood and one bad day from being a full blow cannibal, so taste wasn't really something she complained about. There was still a lot of work that needed to be done that she couldn't finish yesterday, which now includes resignation papers. The demonstrations yesterday scared off some of the new arrivals, and while not as much as she suspected, it was still something that she found saddening. She felt a twinge of disappointment in her friend Satori; even Tyrael had his carefully choreographed to ensure that no harm came to the students, even if they brought it upon themselves. Satori had basically attacked everyone however, and was subsequently sent to Khan's office for a talk. But Lucilia wasn't one to waste an opportune moment; there will likely be some students looking to find ways to avoid the effects of Psychomancy, either through runes or equipment or even training. She'd need to talk to Val about putting a price on runes; Val may be a charitable woman, but surely she could see the advantage of at least charging a service fee for the amount of runes she'd be ask to make.

As Lucilia organized her thoughts on how to convince Val to charge for her runes, there was a knock at her door. [b]"Come in."[/b] A demon opened the door, much to Lucilia's displeasure. She didn't think highly of them. "Someone to see you, Miss Lucilia." Lucilia cleared her table for this new guest, using a bit of her magic to clean up the place. [b]"Thank you, let him in."[/b] By the time the demon left, Lucilia's office looked spotless. Sure there were boxes still out, but they were neatly packed away into corners and out of the way. Even the dirt on her floor had been swept out of the window, thanks to some of Lucilia's very minor geomancy. [b]"Welcome to the college. How may I help you?[/b]

[b][center]Annabeth Gulch[/b][/center]

Annabeth's night went by without any further difficulty.s When she woke up her head was throbbing due to the effects of the magic, but she simply assumed it was the work of the alcohol. She had a little family remedy for it, and after a series of complicated injections and the consuming of animal parts, Annabeth was starting to fill better, and ate just enough to allow her to skip breakfast. She got out of her night clothes and switched to her day clothes, though she noticed that her dagger was missing. She wondered if she had lost it during the feast yesterday and if she should instead carry her sword. She had seen many students recently walking around armed and armored, and while she was no knight, she did have a broad sword and her buckler. Than there was her bow and arrows, a relic of the past. She had nothing but fond memories of it. She decided to simply take the bow and arrows instead of her sword and shield, if only for now. She wasn't planning on going hunting any time soon but she wanted to be ready if it happened.

Once Annabeth got dressed and equipped she headed out. There was one thing she learned while she was at the feast; she had mage blood. Annabeth was a bit surprise, but after some thought she figured it made some sense. Her brother was a mage, as were many members of her family in the past. It wouldn't have been too much of a stretch for her to be a mage as well. What her magic was, however, she had no clue. but she figured there would be at least one person who could help her, Uicle. The only teacher she knew. She went to look for him, only to realize something else; she had no idea where he was at. She was largely unfamiliar with the lay out of the college, and her attempts to consult the various golems were met with embarrassment when she ended up trying to talk to a statue for ten minutes. She continued to wonder aimlessly, and soon found herself in a gymnasium of sorts. There were many targets and training dummies around, so she assumed this was a guard's area. Surely one of them could help her.

She approached a large eysire with a battleaxe as he seemed to be resting. He, alone with a finicky man trying to repair some damaged equipment, seemed to be the only ones here. [b]"Excuse me sir."[/b] Annabeth spoke in a polite but clear tone. [b]"Do you know where I can find Uicle? I seem to be a bit lost..."[/b]