The six arrived 10 minutes late to Professor Steins' classroom. When they walked into the room, the professor was standing beside an exotic bird with a scalpel in hand.
"It seems our new students have arrived," he smiled at the six shocked students, "Welcome to Soul Studies, I'm Professor Stein. You may all have a seat in the open seats in the back." He waved them off, returning to talking about the exotic bird.
"I'm so sorry we are late professor!" Violet was the first to recover, "We got lost an-"
Stein cut her off, "No matter. I understand. Take your seats in the back."
The six situated themselves towards the back of the classroom as to not draw attention for being late. Except for Violet, who took the initiative of dragging her partner to the front of the class.
"Let's take roll, shall we?" Stein sat in his revolving chair adjacent his desk, "Violet Alazae."
"Present, professor!" Violet said with a big smile.
The whole class turned to look at Violet. She waved at all of them and cheerfully said, "Hi!"
"Maka Albarn," Stein called
"Here!" a blonde girl with pigtails responded, equally as enthusiastic as Violet.
As the professor continued calling names, Iris turned to her partner, "So, Mr. Soul Perception, got a reading on what they think of us?"
"Luke Harris."
"Yup," Luke called, not bothering to look up from the paper he was writing on. He gave the class no acknowledgement as they turned to look at him.
"They seem... Wary of us," Aragorn frowned, "Unsure almost. A few are warming up... Kinda. That Maka girl keeps looking back at us. I get the feeling she is reading our soul wavelengths, but I'm not sure."
"Owen Jennings."
"Here," Owen called quietly. When the class turned to look at him, he shrunk down in his chair.
"Guess they aren't used to much change here..." Iris responded back quietly.
"Eve Nolan."
"It's Lily!" The black and pink haired girl corrected, blowing a bubble with her gum and let out an exaggerated sigh while the class stared curiously at her.
"Noted," Stein jotted the change, "Iris Onyx."
"Yep," the class turned to look at her, "What?" She snapped, glaring at the class.
Aragorn gently consoled her.
"Black*Star," silence, "Tsubaki, where's Black*Star this time? Another fight?"
A pretty, young girl with long black hair spoke up, "I don't know professor..." her voice trailed off, "I hope he's not in another fight..."
Just as she finished her comment a boy with electric blue hair burst into the room, laughing loudly.
"Speak of the devil," a kid stated, boredly.
"BOW TO YOUR GOD," the bluenette shouted.
Tsubaki blushed, embarrassed.
The professor looked unphased, "Another fight?"
Aragorn was intrigued by the boy's interaction and callow akimbo(1). He didn't hesitate to examine his soul.
"Hm. That's a lot of self-entitlement. That group to the left seems to know him. Trouble maker… And quite flammable evidently," Aragorn thought to himself, to Iris he asked "Who's this creature?"
Iris shrugged with a slight satiric frown, "Awful condescending. Appears to be legitimate."
The boy trotted on with his haughty sermon.
"Yup," the kid stated matter-of-factly.
"Did you win?"
"Of course! Who do you think I am?! Some peasant?!"
"You are…" A young man three white stripes running through his hair pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyance at Black*Star.
"Ahem... Just checking," the professor wrote something down, "Now go back outside."
"WHAT?! WHY?"
"Because you're scaring the bird," the exotic bird's eyes were wide, staring at the scalpel Stein pointed towards the door, "Now go."
"So this is how you treat your god," Black*Star sorely stated.
Stein continued calling names as Black*Star walked out, "Aragorn Strider."
Aragorn raised his hand up off the desk,"Yello!"
The class turned to stare at him. He stared right back, smirking.
"Okay,"the professor set his clipboard down, "It seems to be that everyone's here. Let's get started on today's lesson."
A/N:
(1) callow: immature or inexperienced: a callow youth
akimbo: with hand on hip and elbow bent outward: to stand with arms akimbo.