Night Raven College: Trial Start! (old version)

Gotta Go Faster

-Laboratory-

First-year students mingle with each other for their first potions class of the year; the excitement or annoyance is palpable in the air. However, other than waiting to learn about potions, it seems most in the class are already learning the greatest lesson NRC could teach outside of actual classes; gossiping.

"So, is it true that your Dorm Head punishes anyone who steps out of line? I've seen students of all three years from Heartslabyul walking around with those collars around their necks on the way to class." Questioned a student with an armband made of purple and grey ribbon cords with a golden pendant with a shell etched onto it, fastening it in place.

"Eugh, unfortunately." Bemoaned the boy who was questioned, his tail twitching and ears flattening. "You wouldn't believe the crazy amount of rules we must learn by tonight, or the Dorm head will be furious. I got pulled aside this morning and was told I have to be expected to play the violin for important dorm wide events, and all because I'm the only cat beastman in the dorm right now."

"Seriously? Dorm Head Ashengrotto said we could apply to the Lounge if we wanted. I can't imagine him drafting people into stuff like that in Octavinelle."

"I wonder if I can apply to move dorms this early in the year. I don't want to end up collared like the sap from last- What the hell kind of fox is that?"
All students watched as a bipedal fox with mostly yellow fur on its upper torso and black furred legs dashed into the room. Its large, fluffy tail had what looked to be a stick sticking out of the top of its fur, as well as a cat monster hanging onto the end of said tail. Even stranger, a girl with long red hair with yellow and orange highlights in a plain student uniform came in next as all three went past other confused students to sit at the far left corner of the lab.

Whispering erupted as the rest of the class turned to one another, with some even pointing and not so subtly asking each other questions as the girl set her stuff down on the desk. The whispering intensified as a blue-haired boy, followed by a redhead, burst into the room mere moments before the final bell for the first period rang, quickly taking their seats next to the girl and her familiars.

"How the hell can you and that fox run so damn fast? More importantly, you just ditched us when Deuce said we were going to miss the first bell." Ace gripped as he and Deuce quickly put their stuff down on their chosen desk.

Glancing to her right as Kupua gently patted Grim, who still had swirls in his eyes from hanging on for dear life, Kokia looked at him in slight confusion. "You two seemed to be able to run pretty fast last night, though. So don't blame me if you can't keep up, Ace."

Slamming his fist onto the desk, Ace stood up slightly as he jabbed his finger in Kokia's direction. "Running from a giant ass pickaxe monster isn't as stress inducing as-!"

Veerrte

A sharp whistle cut through the noise as a man with black hair that looked like the right side of it was dyed white wore a two-piece tuxedo and an overly large, fluffy black and white fur coat. "Quiet down, class and return to your seats. Class is about to begin, and I expect all this yapping to cease." His gray eyes narrowed slightly as he observed the first years that populated his homeroom class for this year, lingering on the sole girl of the class and the company she had with her as Crowley warned him about the circumstances of their enrollment.

Clearing his throat as he could talk to them before they left, Crewel focused on the untrained pups still waiting for him to speak. "It's good to see that everyone has come to class properly groomed today. I expect that not to change as the year progresses. My name is Divus Crewel; however, in class, I expect to be called Master or Professor Crewel. Now, from what I have observed before the bell rang, you all seem to have the same self-perception as rambunctious hounds."