Nanami Leisen was a new Acolyte, just recently changed from Novice. Today was her first time attending the Holy School, all the classes intrigued her, but the latest developed class was what caught her attention most. It was called Manner. She wondered why an Acolyte would need that class, it seemed right, but it was something someone should learn on their own.
Having a flash back in her Novice days, she remembered asking a priest for a heal only to get flamed. Most priests nowadays aren't that kind, maybe that's why they decided to add a new class?
Walking through the not quite empty hallways, she made her way towards an empty class room. It was big and had many tables, tables that seated two people were in the front and single tables were behind, all were facing the newly cleaned chalkboard. Her almond-shaped mulberry eyes landed on who she assumed was their teacher. Curly orange hair tumbled down her back stopping just below her elbows, her eyes were the same color of her hair only a bit darker shade. Nanami could feel a kind, understanding aura coming off of their teacher.
With a soft, timid voice, Nanami called out, "Hello."
Her teacher jumped from shock creating wrinkles in her once neat red uniform, she stood from her chair with a clip board in her hands walking to Nanami, "You scared me!"
Nanami didn't know what to say, she wasn't anti-social, but words didn't come easily for her, she chose to smile.
"I haven't made a seating chart so, you can sit anywhere you want." Her teacher scribbled down something on her clip board. Nanami took the seat closest to the door, away from the windows and in the front of the class.
"My name is miss Welry. What's your name?"
"Nanami Leisen." That was all that came from her lips, she had the urge to say something else, but held it in. She glanced at the clock and noticed everyone who was going to come was late.
"Nice to meet you!" Miss Welry checked off her name in her list, she noticed Nanami glance at the clock, "Oh, the others are going to be late! Maybe they got lost?"
Nanami didn't bother answering, it seemed like the woman was talking more to herself than her student. A tall girl with a thin frame came inside unsurely, "Am I in the right class?" She asked.
The first thing anyone would notice about this girl was her multi-colored hair, blue, purple and a dying orange was dyed into her long waist-length hair that was in low pig-tails. She also had many earrings and little trinkets on both wrists. Her uniform had been cut in random places, then patched and stitched back with different cloth, it made her stand out from any Acolyte.
"What's your name?" Miss Welry scurried over to her with her clip board.
"Bailey Cloud is my name and Igloo is my last name." Bailey Cloud answered pointing to her name on the list, "I guess I am in this class." She walked past Miss Welry and sat down next to Nanami.
Nanami didn't say anything, just flashed a smile and turned back to the teacher. She wished to change seats, but that would be rude, it's just she felt so plain next to the creative girl.
Two other girls came as well, they both had short blonde hair, but one had dyed their tips pink. They were both creative with their uniform as well. The one with dyed pink hair was named Terran and the other was named Charleen. They sat in the next table in the front together, chatting and laughing, they seemed to be friends.
Only a few minutes later, someone else came. A High Priest with golden blonde hair, green eyes and up turned lips, he seemed to be displeased.
"I don't even know why we need this class, it's useless, I know my manners! I don't need to be in this class, I'm a High Priest for crying out loud!" Despite his complaints he dragged himself over to the seat in the front row next to the windows.
All eyes were on him, it seemed like everyone was thinking about that.
Miss Welry cleared her throat then asked, "What is your name sir?"
"Lirit Lorante." He mumbled to the teacher.
"Well, we are suppose to have two more students, but I guess they aren't going to show up." Miss Welry crossed something on her clip board. This class was very small compared to the other classes, most had at least twenty students, but this class only had five.
"Hey Lirit," It was the pink haired Terran who called out his name, "Why are you in this class? You're a High Priest, shouldn't you be out of classes to take?"
"Yeah, but I have one more year because this class. I have to take it for some reason, I don't see anything wrong with my manners though." Lirit replied, everyone in the class room was listening, including the teacher, "I heard this class was to teach us how to be polite or something, but I don't need it! I mean, I know my manners, I just choose not to use them, specaily on bratty first-classers, no offence, who whine and beg for heals. I simply tell them to Fxxx off or scare the Sxxx out-"
"Lirit!" Miss Welry stopped him from going any further with his speech. Lirit just shrugged, everyone was laughing out loud, but Nanami's shoulder's were shaking with silent laughter.