Discalimer: I own only the OCs. And story.
"No need for introductions here, so let's jump right into your first lesson. I'm not really here to tell you about your race, but I feel some background information will prove helpful in many exercises especially in the case of Jeff here." He smiled briefly at his friend.
He sat at the front of the room. There was no desk, but the chair he sat in was regal, almost throne-like. The room was small. I think it was a spare room used for classes that consisted of four people or less. The dust on many of the surfaces here indicated that usually wasn't the case. The lights seemed to be faulty as it was dim in here. The strongest light came from the window at the back of the room that let in the right amount of mid-day sun.
"As I'm sure Miss Ravenhall knows, type X vampires feed off of sexual energy through a few methods. At a distance, through touch, or most common and most effectively, through physical intimacy. While we won't.." He paused, clearing his throat to hide his chuckle. "Be practicing the physical intimacy part of your abilities, we will be learning about the feeding processes, how they work, and how to use them. Now those things fall under psychic attributes, which is why I am your instructor. And being as there are only to of you, the primary psychics teacher is busy with a much larger class." Adam sat back in his chair. I glanced at Jeff to see how he was handling all this.
Jeff was stony. His face fixed, flexing and relaxing. All the non-verbals said he didn't like anything being said. He probably didn't even want to be here. But all non-humans were required to attend the academy. No way to escape it. We had to learn how to pass among humans safely.
Adam started speaking again. "Type X's abilities are limited in who it can affect. Those immune are of the same gender as the vampire, or a blood relative out to 5th or 6th cousins. Lucky for that." He chuckled, but a saw a slight shiver race through him. "Anyway, a noted side effect of frequent use of the same swan, that is, the person from whom you feed, with or without their knowledge, is a deep bond from swan to vamp. And usually, that connection is felt it reverse." He stopped, looking off in the distance at some thought or memory. Maybe he was listening to someone else's thoughts. He bought himself back from whatever held his attention and continued his lesson. "With that in mind, whenever I need you to practice a skill, we will need volunteers consisting of either faculty of student who have a free period at this time of day."
Both of our attention was on Jeff now. He was lost in his own world, digesting what had been said. Adam stood up and walked over to us, an understanding look on his face. He put a hand on his shoulder, leaning in close and whispering something that brought Jeff back to the world of the living. He smiled sympathetically and patted his shoulder twice before talking again.
"In closing, I feel I should warn you about mating season or 'heat'. At the end of the year here, most races will experience a nearly uncontrollable and overwhelming desire to have physical relations with others here. How partners are chosen is unpredictable. But it is certain that it has to be mutual. Like vampire and a were would be a near impossibility. But Jeff... I would recommend you return home as soon as possible. I wouldn't want you to do something you's never forgive yourself for."