Transformations Classroom (edge of forest)

[sucre'd fiend, Perfection]

"Incontrollable anger and rage," Stiles replied, expression blank, "Heart wrenching sorrow and fear." He was entirely serious, and a few of the looks he was getting told him that it was kinda freakin' everyone else out a bit.

[Jenna ⭐]

Nate nodded to the guy that had just spoken, "I get that too. It's like a reflex to transform when I'm afraid." He looked to the teacher, "Try to push down the fear by becoming something else."

[sucre'd fiend, Perfection]

"It's not usually fear for my own well-being," Stiles clarified, shrugging, "I don't really care what happens to me, so long as I live."

[Irma]

Dimitri entered the class, obviously late. Not like he cared. He noticed that there were many students there and a young teacher. He walked to an empty spot on the grass and sat.

[Simply]

Pnuema could hear nervous energy buzz in the air, and it made her fingers shake. Was is safe for her to be around people who changed through anger? Especially these tough looking young men surrounding her. Her form faded a little bit with fear, but she tried her best not to just disappear out if thin air.

[Kor314]

((lol me too))

[Irma]

Dimitri plugged his earphones in his ear, not bothering to pay attention. He looked at the people around him and noticed this one girl buzzing. What the hell ,he thought.

[sucre'd fiend, Perfection]

"I learned to counter it with an anchor," Stiles stated, "Have something to hold you to being human."

((Greying for a bit more guys))

[Simply]

Pnuema realized she was drawing attention to herself, and hugged her chest, fading a bit more. She wished she could be alive, like the rest of them.

[Irma]

Dimitri was sure that the girl was fading more. He was sure that he couldn't see ghosts or something. Dimitri stared at her for a little longer until he realized what he was doing. He quickly looked away.

[tara, The Golden Heir]

SeaTheFiend wrote: ""I learned to counter it with an anchor," Stiles stated, "Have something to hold you to being human."

((Greying for a bit more guys))"

Ian nodded, pointing to the student. "Anchors yes! Many people need one to stay human if they are more with their beast side, but what we need to learn is that we need one for that side as well. My trigger? It's annoyance. And as you whisper, you can only imagine how I feel," he smirked and then transformed, a grey, massive wolf taking place, breathing ragged.

Skyra, well, she barely blinked. She had seen werewolves throughout the years. They learned the power of will over time and it was what always amazed her.

[Irma]

Dimitri watched as the teacher turned into a wolf, "fascinating" he said sarcastically.

[Kendra]

A golden eagle with golden eyes swooped in and stared intently at Skyra.
Daurum. Golden Dragon, he thought in fear.
Last time there was one of those... Lucifer barely made it out. How did another one form? There are no parents for the Daurum. Sacrifice? Random chance? Energy?
It was too dangerous for him to be so near supernaturals who were LEARNING HOW TO UNDO TRANSFORMATIONS in a transformation, so he didn't stay long.

[Jenna ⭐]

Brielle's eyes were wide. Her stomach churned with both amazement and jealousy: If only it were that easy for her to transform. Transforming for her meant death and destruction. For all these other people, Nate included, it was just another power. She wished her transforming wasn't such a detriment. She shook her head. She couldn't think like that: this is what this class was for wasn't it? To help with transforming and to learn more about it?

[Simply]

That was it!

With a loud, high pitched gasp, the ghost completely dissappered from anyone's sight. Looking in the ghost world was quite like looking through a camera, with a black and white filter, and the light sensitivity turned down in the negatives. Pnuema dared to open her eyes, Pnuema realized she was completely ghosting, and NO ONE could see her.

Ian's transformation had frightened her so much, she totally lost the ability to remain seen.
"Oh...not again." She whispered.

[sucre'd fiend, Perfection]

Stiles nodded, not impressed in the slightest. He'd seen similar shifts in the years he'd been with both his parents, and sometimes after his mother died. He grimaced slightly, thoughts again shifting to the fishier transformation of his.

[[deleted user]]

Viatani watched the class go on with blank and bored eyes. Ugh. This is awful. Not my fault these idiots can't control their transformations; I shouldn't be here. She almost picked up her bag and left, but then she remembered last time she got in trouble for skipping classes she got a detention.

[Simply]

While she was ghosting, Pnuema dared to float around unseen. They all looked so dark, and powerful. While in this mode, she could see the silhouette of their wolf forms. Such power lay inside each one of them, it was rather astonishing.

[sucre'd fiend, Perfection]

Stiles glanced up, quickly doing a double take. "Hey," he greeted, clearing his things out of the way. He averted his gaze quickly back to the teacher, chewing on bottom lip with thought.

[Irma]

Dimitri noticed a girl fully disappear. " Hey did anyone notice that the girl just disappeared?" Dimitri asked.

[Jenna ⭐]

Brielle whipped around, "What girl?" She asked, not having been in tune with her surroundings for the time being. Nate on the other hand had been watching. He raised an eye brow,"You'd been watching too?" He nodded, "That was odd." He looked around for the girl but she still hadn't reappeared.

[Simply]

Pnuema could hear their voices muffled through the veil of death and realized the more they spoke about her, the stronger the pull back to their world. Pnuema resisted, wanting to stay hidden, but ever so slightly her form began to appear again where she had previously been. She put her hands over her eyes and hunched over to hide herself.

[Irma]

"Well there she is, but she is still blurry. Hey what happened?" he asked the dissapaearing girl.

[tara, The Golden Heir]

Maniac the Brainiac *Thing 7* wrote: "A golden eagle with golden eyes swooped in and stared intently at Skyra.
Daurum. Golden Dragon, he thought in fear.
Last time there was one of those... Lucifer barely made it out. How did another o..."

Ian shifted back, his shorts still intact. "Well, class over. This was just intro," and it seemed like he was relieved.

Skyra looked back to the school suspiciously. She had a goal today to avoid demons and angels for the day.

[Irma]

Dimitri saw a girl fall into the grass and walked up to her. " Hey I think this girl just fainted."

[Kendra]

((Why is it replying to my comment?))

[Simply]

Pnuema flickered forward, hovering next to Carter, and put a hand over her Carter's head and began mumbling. She sensed something evil here, a spirit, a demon, she did not know, but there was a dark magic present.

[tara, The Golden Heir]

((Sorry XD Mistake!))

[Irma]

Dimitri looked up at the disappearing girl, " Hey what are you doing?"

[sucre'd fiend, Perfection]

Stiles had caught Carter before she hit the ground, but more accurately his lap. He set her down on the grass gently. "Does anyone know if she does this often," he inquired, his eyes going up to search the crowd of students for someone who might have the answer.

[sucre'd fiend, Perfection]

Stiles waited on baited breath as she got up. "You okay," he questioned, real concern showing through. She'd been muttering something under breath while she was out, and Stiles wasn't sure if he'd heard correctly or if his hearing was playing tricks on him. "Want me to take you to the nurse?"

[[deleted user]]

Viatani sighed, picking up her things. It had been a short class, she probably could have skipped if she wanted to.

[sucre'd fiend, Perfection]

Stiles frowned, taking in the way she'd gotten up and stepped back. Something he said? Did he smell had or something? A quick sniff told him otherwise, so what exactly was the problem. "You sure," he questioned, wanting to be certain.

[sucre'd fiend, Perfection]

"Whoa, whoa," Stiles began, panic creeping up on him, "No one's gonna get hurt. Don't cry, please, don't cry." He licked his lips, eyes darting from one person to the next as he thought of what to do.

[Simply]

Pnuema rested a a ghostly hand on Carter's shoulder, sending a relaxed feeling into her nerves. She paused, then spoke very quietly, "I saw what you saw." She whispered, "Do not be afraid."

[sucre'd fiend, Perfection]

"See what," Stiles questioned, brows knitting together. He lowered his voice, though he doubted it made any real difference. "Is this your dream you're talking about?"

[Simply]

Pnuema blinked and let her hand drop, "It's because I can float in and out of different 'universes'. I can be a spirit with the living, I can walk among the dead, I can see dreams...nightmares." she explained ominously, her voice faint, like an echo.

[sucre'd fiend, Perfection]

Stiles glanced around the clearing, seeing as the teacher was leaving. "Let's move somewhere else to talk about this," he suggested, licking his lips again, "You might not want to include a bunch of people in this."

[Simply]

The Ghost beside Carter agreed with a nod, "May I suggest a classroom, where class is not in session?" Pnuema advised quietly, twiddling her fingers.

[sucre'd fiend, Perfection]

"Why not somewhere secluded," Stiles offered up, "I haven't been here for very long to know anywhere like that, sorry. Maybe she knows." He gestured to the ghost girl in a totally conspicuous way that had him wincing.

[Simply]

Pnuema looked down at the mist gathering below her hoveringn feet, "Perhaps...a science classroom?" She said, letting her icy toes touch the grass, making the green blade shrivel and freeze.

[sucre'd fiend, Perfection]

((I'm going bed guys. Night))
Stiles took off the hoodie he'd been wearing. It pulled at his shirt underneath as slid it off over his head, showing off a quick flash of toned abs before he pulled his shit back down. "Here, use this to keep warm," he advised, "I don't really need it anyways."

[Simply]

If Pneuma could blush, she would have. Young men made her fluttery anyways, but seeing their bare skin made her all jittery.

"I'm s-sorry." She apologized to Carter, floating a few feet away from her. "It's probably me that is making you cold."

While she spoke, her feathery, white hair gently waved as if it were being caressed by a gentle breeze. The same went for her plain robe that was tied neatly at the waist. She lifted a slim, pale hand to her hair and tucked the thin strands behind her ear and looked at the grass below her.

[Jasmine]

((Dear Moses I missed a lot! Time to catch up.))

When the teacher explained that all shifters had a ‘trigger,’ and when all the others nodded in agreement, Sabine was deep in though. What was her trigger? She’d never noticed a trigger before. Mat be it was fear, since in that nightmare, she was in her banshee form... But that was a dream, so she didn’t know if that counted.
Then, like some of the others, she changed instantly into her banshee form with ease. She let herself give a sigh of relief, quickly untied her hair out of her scarf, shook out her white, wild mane and continued to listen to the teacher.
She also couldn't help notice a ghost girl - if I don’t notice a ghost while I’m a banshee, I need to go to Nest! – but didn’t say anything to the group searching for her.
When class was over, Sabine got off her knees and gave a long stretch. All her classmates now came to her chest. It was a little embarrassing, but she got her stuff and headed over to Skyra. “Good morning,” she chirped, “I hope you’re not grumpy again this morning.”

[sucre'd fiend, Perfection]

"Genim," Stiles replied, running his hand through his hair to fix it, "but call me Stiles." He didn't much care for his first name, but it had been his mother's idea.

[Irma]

Dimitri now knowing that the girl was okay, walked back to his spot and sat down. He started collecting his things, when the urge to transform hit him. He just wanted to let go, run through the forest, and maybe eat a rabbit or two. Not now, he thought. Later.

[tara, The Golden Heir]

Teadrinkingcat---"Bitch." "Jerk." wrote: "Viatani sighed, picking up her things. It had been a short class, she probably could have skipped if she wanted to."

(Skyra is going to the cafeteria if you want to meet up there)

[sucre'd fiend, Perfection]

Stiles nodded, a slow smile spreading across his face before looking over at the ghost girl. "What about you," he asked, mostly out of curiosity. Maybe she used to live on campus.

[Simply]

"Oh...I'm Pneuma." she replied, her breathy, echoy voice in a very sad tone. She smiled only briefly (but only with her mouth since her eyes were useless for showing emotion), and then looked back down at the ground, "I already know you two..." she said under her breath.

[Jasmine]

Tara wrote: "Teadrinkingcat---"Bitch." "Jerk." wrote: "Viatani sighed, picking up her things. It had been a short class, she probably could have skipped if she wanted to."

(Skyra is going to the cafeteria if y..."

((I'll be there!))