People were still steering clear of her. Brooklyn didn’t care. She’d gotten the attention of her fellow banshee, aka Professor Glendower, and the Divination teacher had seemed to approve of the screeching too. That was promising. Maybe it meant it’d be easier to get the woman to think she was perfect if she’d already made an impression. Even if she wasn’t used to acting like anyone other than herself. Herself was awesome enough after all, but right now she was banshee!Brooklyn. That meant either she had to find her way over to someone to shriek at them, although it wouldn’t kill them like a proper banshee!shriek would. That was why it was just acting, but she still wasn’t about to break character. Not until the activity was over and they were all told to. Until then, she was speaking in banshee!shrieks.

She’d sort of eyed the others who had passed by her corner, though. Still a lot of people who weren’t really staying in character. Although Dot seemed to be a good centaur, if a little curious for her tastes. Luckily, it didn’t matter what Brooklyn thought of the acts. She could just sit there in her corner and judge, occasionally shrieking once or twice for effect. The Ravenclaw prefect got an extra side-eye for her costume too. She didn’t look like a banshee, but Brooklyn directed a shriek her way just in case. The professor had answered her, so maybe she’d get another response.

Jasmine had made sure to get a dress that touched the floor. She wanted something long enough so that she could give the impression of gliding.......so using her best skating motion, she tried to glide around the room.

Jasmine started to think about whether or not she would like to be classified as a spirit. She wasn't too against that designation, but the whole has been/former being thing definitely rubbed her the wrong way. As she moved around the room looking for someone to interact with, Jasmine could kind of relate to the ghosts. Everyone appeared to be occupied and she felt rather invisible.

Continuing to check out the characters, Jasmine heard a very piercing scream. Looking for the source of the sound she saw little Brooklyn. Gliding over to the younger girl, Jasmine summoned her most ghostly voice and said, "Hello". She looked at Brooklyn and tried to guess what she was. Taking into account her shriek, she took a wild guess. "Are you a banshee? If you are, I guess it's a good thing I'm already dead." She definitely had the shrieking thing down.

Eden grinned and nodded. He made an adorable little cruppy, DIDN'T HE? And oooh--he brought up a good point! About responsibilities and whatnot--it made Eden think about kneazles and what they MIGHT think about having 'being' responsibilities.

Hmmm. She was about to reply when--she heard the DRAGONS contemplating to eat her. So, as a kneazle would do in EDEN'S opinion, she smirked and crawled around so that Zander was in between her and the 'dragons' [Andrew and Benny]. She then licked her hand a bit..."Hmm..well...besides--MROW--chasing mice and things--MEOW--I do like a bit of responsibility--MEOW--buuuut--" she grinned and made tail brush his arm(using her hand, of course, so the motion wasn't as eloquent as an actual kneazle's). "I do enjoy my LEISURE. MEEEE---rooow." She winked and sat still.

"Also..what a very MEOW yummy crup you are--MEOOOW. I bet a dragon would just benefit a LOT from eating a crup over a kneazle--" so maybe Eden was being too..obvious..but..HEY. It's how a kneazle would THINK right? "SO much easier to catch--am I RIGHT, Mr. Crup?"

Thornton squirmed as she squinted, feeling very much like some sort of specimen. Her squeal caught him by surprise, but she must have figured it out. It was his turn to squint, now. Flurgenburgen? Was.. she some sort of centaur-goblin hybrid? Was that gobbledegook?

He lurched forward with her as she grabbed his hand. Yep. She'd figured it out. Thornton gave her an awkward smile and a thumbs up and OH SHE WAS SHOUTING.

Eyes wide, he raised his fist and shook it, too. "Mrrglll blrrgll glub blub merrg," he gurgled dramatically. "Flrubbll." This was.. sufficient, yes?

His partner followed suit and as they moved closer to the kneazle girl, Benny listened to the question posed to him. He was about to answer when it was answered by the Ravenclaw himself. "Yeah...its the circle of life." Creatures stalked, hunted and ate creatures everyday. It was all natural as was the move to protect oneself, even as a dragon, when something came upon it in attack.

Speaking of the creatures to be 'eaten,' the girl moved in reaction to them, hiding behind Zander his housemate that apparently was playing a crup. He heard the suggestion, and exchanged a glance with his fellow dragon. The crup was now in front and technically he supposed both could be a dragon's meal in some cases.

Snort....

"One for now and one for later?" he suggested to his partner himself as he lumbered closer to the other two.

Hearing more noises Jasmine turned to look and found what she assumed was a kneazle meowing. Eden was giving a very convincing performance and she was surrounded by other animals. Jasmine contemplated going over to them, but changed her mind.. They seemed totally into their encounter and she did not want to interrupt.

Was there anyone alone and in need of someone to interact with? Jasmine wasn't seeing anyone so she kept looking. Continuing to think about her ghostly situation, Jasmine wondered why ghosts weren't allowed to participate in lawmaking. They were intelligent, they were human or at least they used to be. Just because they were dead, didn't mean that they didn't have something to contribute. Maybe she needed to be an advocate for spirit rights.

"What's that? Scandalous, Mr. Fishtail!" Dot put her hand to her chest and fake!swooned at the terrible things her merman companion had just said. Or whatever she'd made up for him to say. Very naughty, but his point was made, right?

"But... I agree with you in spirit. Yes. I do. The only way to avoid being labeled by their gross system is by refusing to be part of it at all! Revolt! Rebellion! Be Ah-neigh-zing!"

"It seems to be going alright now," Nessa smiled softly, watching a pair of werewolves. She hadn't been completely sure earlier, but it seemed like some of the ones that were lost were better grasping concepts now. "Oh you would be a fab ghost!" she exclaimed with a grin. She had seen a few others as ghosts and what fun it would be to interact with them and with any of the others. "It is a lot of fun to watch too.." She knew that from experience.



Nessa happened to glance at her watch just to keep an eye on time and how much was left for class. And it seemed little was left. "Attention everyone!" she called out loudly and raised her hand in the air to catch their notice. "You have about ten minutes left of class so please finish up collecting your thoughts and completing your interactions, then take care of your costumes if you borrowed anything today." Class always seemed to go by so fast and she was always sad to see it end. "Remember you will be reflecting on your experiences and thoughts today for your homework which will be posted on your noticeboards shortly." She would stay in banshee costume until class was completely over and all the students were dismissed.


OOC - You have about 30 minutes from the time of this post to complete your required posts for class credit. I will post homework tomorrow as I am headed to bed very shortly. Thanks for playing!

Thornton's cheeks flushed deep crimson at her accusation of scandal and his righteous merman fist-shake faltered. Had.. had he said something real or terrible or...

Oh. Right. She "spoke" the language of the trees and stars and beautiful world. Right. Pretend. Thornton shook the thought from his head, and instead nodded decisively at her worlds, raising his fist once more.

"Arggl-nrrrggl-nnng" he offered, as his approximation of ah-neigh-zing. Though, personally, Thornton thought rebellion was a bit extreme.

"Well. Yes. Good," Dot laughed and dropped down out of the seat. She couldn't sit with the stupid horse attached to her bum, but she could leaaaaan very effectively, and she did. Against her merman friend.

"I'm Dot. That's my actual for real name, not my centaur name. My centaur name is Acacia Supernova, obviously." She touched his very!red cheeks with one finger. "You speak very good Mermish. I believed you were really a Merman back there, you know? Totally believed."

Well, that had been.. different. And he was being leaned on. Ever the little gentleman, Thornton allowed himself to be a leaning post.

"I'm Thornton," he said simply, his cheeks staying just as red now that she was poking them. "I.. don't suppose I had a merman name."

Scuffing a shoe on the ground, he gave a tiny laugh. "Yeah? I tried to see if I could spot any in the lake with a friend but no luck."

"You, uh, have a very convincing centaur, uh.." he gestured to the horse-y bit. "costume."

Having glided through the class virtually unnoticed, Jasmine felt like a ghost that people look through and don't really see. She wondered how the real ghosts felt because she was not enjoying it very much. She supposed that being in the the Spirit category was better than being in the Beast category, but she was starting to think that the ghosts deserved better. Thinking about the House ghosts, Jasmine was sure that they probably would have a lot to offer if they were placed in the Being category. They were beings.....spiritual beings.

As usual, this class had opened Jasmine's eyes and her mind to things that she had never really thought much about? At that moment, the Professor announced that class was almost over. Jasmine went back over to the prop boxes and took off her costume. She would clean her face when she got back to the dorm. Heading over to Professor Glendower, Jasmine said her goodbyes. "Thanks Professor. I enjoyed the class. See you next time.". With that, she left the room.

Zander the Crup, was kind of confused when Eden the Kneazle crawled over to his other side… Were kneazles supposed to be restless or something? But either way, he didn’t really question it other than giving her a ‘huuh?’ sort of look as he turned to face her- back facing the approaching dragons (which he had yet to notice by the way).

He froze at the touch of her tail and sat there even stiller when she winked. Was it just him or were things starting to get a bit uncomfortable around here? And he hardly payed attention to what she was even saying because all the dramatized gestures were kind of distracting. So instead of replying to anything she had just said, he nodded.

Yeah NOD NOD he was a yummy crup. A dragon would totally benefit a lot from eating him— Wait Kneazle girl say whaaaaat? O________O After finally realizing what she was going on about he let out a small, “Huuuuuh?” Wait, still in character. “I mean, Woooof???” And at that he decided to turn around just in time to see TWO DRAGONS APPROACHING?!?!

“AHH!” They were going to EAT him!!! He couldn’t be eaten now! There was so much to look forward to in life!! So many birthdays and so many chocolate frogs to eat and cards to collect and— wait a minute. Those weren’t actually dragons, it was Benny and some other kid… And also he wasn’t actually a crup. LOLOLOL oh, right. Heh. Oops. Ahem. “Actually, I reckon a kneazle—ruff— would be easier to catch!” he said eyeing the two pretend dragons (cough) and then sparing a glance back at the Kneazle, “Crups like to run around!! It’s what we do!!” And to prove it he started running a small circle around the girl. This was weird. Zander was being so-not Zander. Maybe being a cruppy was actually his REAL calling in life.

“And uh, I’m really vicious,” Aaaand cue the teeth and a small growl. Totally vicious. Crups were pretty aggressive towards muggles, so why wouldn’t they be towards dragons that wanted to eat them? And since when did dragons eat dogs? Is this even accurate, Professor?

Huh? Was it just him, or did Lux look offended? BEAST?......... And then it CLICKED. Her long skirt, was supposed to be a Mermaidy fish tail thing, which made sense, considering she couldn't have a proper legit one. Heh.

Zeke made grumbling growly sounds to accomodate his nodding AND shrugging. Tis a shame he couldn't bite her - even in make believe, but alas... he had no interest in her then. Nope. And was this a WEREWOLF thing, care for nothing but... human flesh and... well himself? Themselves? Is that it? So... making laws would be centered around his current form and... well too-bad-so-sad for everyone else, right? Hardly fair for THEM.

...

And then he heard it. Another howl!... And then there was a Kace. He was speaking too much English for his liking, and that was not very werewolf like. And... were they pack creatures? "I'm a ... lone wolf..." he murmured between growls. GRROOOOWWWWWWWWWWLLLLLLLL. Yep. Epic Werewolf he was.

And what? WHAT?

OVER?

ALREADY?

On the one hand he was thankful, on the other, it made little sense to him to finish NOW.

Was he supposed to have learned anything today aside from the fact that he could do an epic HOWL? Meh, he'd figure something out, he always did.

"Spose the party's over... thanks guys," he said to Lux and Kace.

And then he set about packing up his things, which was super easy, and he didn't have any props or any of that stuff to deal with.

"Thanks Professor, byyyeeeee..." he added as he slipped out the door.

The shriek had worked. Sort of. The Ravenclaw prefect had sort of drifted closer to her, at least temporarily, but she hadn’t shrieked back. That told Brooklyn that she wasn’t also trying to portray a banshee, but then she couldn’t see why anyone would want to be a ghost when there were cooler spirits. Scarier spirits, although nobody had tried to be a dementor. Those were scarier than banshees, as far as she was concerned. She had just sort of tilted her head slightly to regard Jasmine as the question of what she was had been asked, and then nodded slightly. Banshees didn’t talk, not like ghosts did. They shrieked, and obviously ghost!prefect wouldn’t understand banshee!talk like Professor Glendower!banshee did. But then, the professor was still talking to the Divination professor, not in banshee!talk. The nod was going to have to work, and she’d found herself alone in her corner again shortly afterward anyhow. Back to being solitary and strong, and she gave another shriek just to show she wasn’t afraid.

The shriek stopped suddenly as she heard the call for attention, though. Class was over already? That meant she had to get out of character again, but she took her time drifting back to the costume boxes. Soon enough, she’d taken the long black wig and the grey-white dress off, the green-grey makeup on her face standing out even more now that there was the contrast of her red hair against it. She couldn’t take that off til she got to the bathroom, though, so she decided she was back to normal. Maybe she could creep some people out in the meantime. Returning to her desk, she collected her notes and shoved them back into her bag, then went over to the professor. “Thank you for another fun lesson,” she said sweetly, before punctuating it with another quieter shriek before turning to head out of the classroom. Professor Glendower was still in banshee!mode anyway, so it was appropriate. She’d thanked her in both person!mode and banshee!mode.

Class was over? Hadleigh lifted her head to look at the Professor and frowned slightly. Surely she was going to get a bad grade for the days lesson she just knew she would. She hadn't found someone to speak with and that was one of the things she had needed to do. Had she taken to long getting into her costume? She hadn't really thought she had. Anyway it didn't exactly matter now that class was over. Removing the cape and fake fangs she returned them to the box and ran a hand through her hair fixing it a little.

Without a word she walked back to her table and began to gather her notes and things together. Putting it all away neatly into her bag she slung her bag over her shoulder. "Thanks for the lesson Professor, have a nice day!" She said softly as she walked past her giving her a light wave as well while walking out the classroom door.