So it seemed that Akatosh had this all planned out. Planned out Alduin's alternative name, his 'species' and even a bit of currency to make him similar to a billionaire in this world along with some new clothing, mainly the more 'common era' clothing. Leave it to the god of time and dragons to think of everything. As the new day started to dawn, so to did the dragon of destruction awaken from his slumber. Ignoring his hunger for now, he simply tossed on the clothing he had been given, a simple dark red shirt with a black dragon's head style design making up the front of it and sleeves down to his elbows. Below that he wore a pair of black jeans with a simple silver/grey tribal like design reaching from the anklecuffs up to his pockets. Beneath that, just a pair of regular black combat boots.
Around his neck, he wore two necklaces. Both made of silver and with different symbols, one of Akatosh and the other of the usual dragon symbol. When he stepped out and into the new day, the sun was just barely starting to rise as he figured it be time to see what all he could do. He could already tell he couldn't fly since he was stuck in a mortal form, so it was time to see how resilient he was. He walked back a bit... then jumped. He started to fall, falling down hundreds of feet till he hit the ground hard.
As the dust settled, he could see he was unharmed, but did make a large crater. Alduin simply brushed off his body and clothing of dirt before raising his head, walking out of the crater and walking towards...wherever Monster High was. In his aimless wandering however, he did find civilization, a town called New Salem, a town where the monsters and humans live respectively in separate parts. As he kept wandering, he soon found a large hill near the edge of the town and upon walking up the hill, he soon saw the entire town in all of its dark windowed glory. All it did to the dragon was confirm he was not in his world... but also that no one would know who he was.
Walking down the hill, he walked through town, taking in new sights as he did so. Odd carriages with no horses, large signs that seem to 'shout out' about drinks or foods or even whatever this 'television' is. As he stopped before a window, he could see how much had changed about him. He definitely had the light tan skin that was a mix of Redguard and Nord, but his eyes were the same crimson red color and his hair was quite bushy in mass and style. He may need to cut it down a bit.
More walking and the sun just barely started to luminate the sky as he soon found the school. Honestly it was just as gaudy as those 'noble' houses back in Skyrim. As he looked around, he heard a light crunch as he stepped back and saw it was some kind of wooden instrument with lead in it. Picking it up, his mind shifted through memories of seeing mortals using quills and ink. Only this time, it was with lead instead of ink. It took him a few tries to get it all right...well as right as possible, considering how irritating these mortals are.
On the transcript, he had it all down. His name was Albert Durne Ingraci, born to Hector Ingraci and Mariane Durne-Ingraci. He left out a lot of the usual stuff such as address, phone number, and date of birth. As for species, he put himself down as a 'human' and that is all. It wasn't much to look at, but then again this was a new world and a new face.
With that, he sat on the stairs and simply waited, time passing him like air as before long, he heard the sound of hooves coming down the stone road, right to the school. As he looked up, he saw who was coming. He saw a blue horse with red eyes and a purple mane, but also had a rider on it. She was dressed in a purple frock coat, a white frilled shirt and red cravat, black trousers and black riding boots. She also had pale skin, silver-ish eyes, and a pair of dark purple-red lips and black hair. As she stepped off the horse and he stood up, she could see he was a good five foot eight teen with large, bushy, black hair.
She looked a bit up at the teen as he produced the paper. She raised a eyebrow and looks it over a bit "Let's... talk inside" she suggested as she opened the door and he walked inside after her, the horse following. Alduin looked around as he took in the school's sights. The massive halls, the odd coffin shaped lockers, and even the classroom names brought forth a rather... odd feeling. Home Ick? Physical Deaducation? Ghoulish Literature? Was this entire place just some joke on monster names?
Either way, it seemed as though this woman was giving a tour, that sign was made clear when Alduin got nudged by that horse as if saying to pay attention. When they reached her office, she turned and simply asked "Any questions?" which the only answer she got was a head shake. When the door opened and they entered, that was when the talk started.
Alduin didn't really care what the office looked like, so he didn't look as he took a seat in the free chair infront of the office. As she took her seat, her questions started "Tell me Albert, why so little information?"
He just looked at her, his red eyes looking at hers "Where I am living, there is no address. I know not what this 'e-mail' or 'phone number' is, but I will say that most of my education was taught by my parents, before their demise a few years ago" he said. When he spoke, he made sure to keep calm and composed as he answered her question. Unbeknownst to him, the students started to file in.
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The doors opened as the students started to file into the school. Werewolves, vampires, zombies, all sorts of students coming into the school for the day. Walking through those very doors were a group of ghoulfriends who were talking about the shaking that happened earlier today. The familiar sound of the speakers coming online could be heard as the headmistress's voice, Bloodgood, could be heard "Frankie Stein. Please report to my office. Frankie Stein." As the others look at her, two of the ghouls followed with her, just for support. One was a werewolf looking woman with auburn curls and caramel colored skin. Next to her was some kind of light skinned vampire with pink and black hair.
As they reached the door, they could hear laughing. One was deep, yet powerful and the other sounded like Bloodgood. As Frankie opened the door, she could see Bloodgood soon return to her usual serious demeanor "Frankie. Glad to see you arriving on time. I would like for you to meet a new student" she said, motioning for him to stand. From the chair, they could see the teen stand as he looked... terrifying, mainly because of his attire and the red eyes. He gave a small bow "Greetings. I am Albert Ingraci" he said, extending a hand. Frankie simply smiled and extended a hand, but...something about him didn't sit right with Clawdeen. His scent, it just... it just smelt and felt wrong. It was powerful, like a alpha among alphas, but also evil, like the Devil himself walked among the world.
As they shook hands, Frankie smiled "Nice to meet you. My name's Frankie Stein and these are my friends Clawdeen Wolf and Draculaura" she said, introducing him to the vampire and werewolf. Albert simply nods "So... a werewolf, a vampire, and a...I am sorry, but I have never heard or met one such as you Miss Stein"
"Frankie is fine and...well let's just say I'm a 'special ghoul'" she said with a smile.
Albert simply nods as he looked at Clawdeen "Something wrong? You look as though you got dumped into a cess pit"
"Nothing just... something feeling off today" she replied, as he seemed to accept that. He knew werewolves had keen senses and thus they were great hunters. He'd have to be careful around her.
Before more could be said, Bloodgood cleared her throat "In any case, I had originally planned to task you with a tour of the school Frankie. However since your friends are here, I suppose I can have all three of you do this task. Do not worry about your classes, but as for you mister Ingraci, your classes start tomorrow" she informed. He just nodded again, keeping silent mostly.
As they left the office, a few thoughts ran through Bloodgood's head, but the most prominent one was "Is Albert really who he says he is?" Afterall... what kind of human has red eyes. As for Albert, all he can think of, is how annoying this whole thing is, but for now he would bite his tongue and deal with it...for now.
