[center][b]Christopher[/b][/center]

“Umm…I ho-pe yo-u don’t mind if I t-ag alo-ng with yo-u.”

Christopher turned himself slightly to give Zivy a thumbs up. [b]"I was actually hoping you'd follow, Zivy."[/b] The boy confessed with a smile, keeping on walking. [i]Hmm, so art class, huh. I hope we can find it.[/i] While they walked in search of the classes, Christopher couldn't help but constantly think about how this year would be... Would something nice happen? What about his abilities? Would he manage to improve them and better protect the friends he had yet to make? He glanced back at Zivy, his smile never fading away. [i]Seems like he's my first friend, heh. I wonder what his abilities are...Guess I should just ask, that shouldn't hurt.[/i]

[b]"So uh, Zivy... Sorry if this is a rude question but... Why are you in here? I mean, you're special too, right?"[/b]

[center][b]Bael[/b][/center]

Bael saw Lily motioning him over and was relieved that it literally took a few seconds to find the precious bookshelf. The boy quickly made his way closer, having the widest smirk possible on his lips; it was nearly scary, really.

[b]"Hell's Breath!"[/b] He yelled, his eyes scanning every and each of the books, even if he didn't actually read their title. He was just taking in the quantity of books in there... It was more than he had stored over his whole life in Hell. Bael moved directly behind Lily, placing each of his hands on each of her shoulders. He leaned himself closer to her, whispering in her ear. [i]"Look at how many books, Lily... That might be my definition of paradise. If you ever recover your memory, would you tell me how your paradise is like? As in... Heaven?"[/i]

Honestly, he wasn't sure of what he was trying, the question just came to mind. [i]What was heaven like?[/i]. A magical place with a bunch of babies playing different instruments, perhaps. Bael wasn't sure... What he was sure of, is that he'd never see what it was like. Not that it interested him a lot, either way.