Classroom At Beacon

Zack, noticing Shem's tired expression, fires 2 cookies down to Shem and Lyra. "Here, these will help you wake up!" Zack yells, enthusiastically. Feeling helpful, Zack leans back in his chair, smiling and throwing his feet up on top of his desk. Again, ignoring the look of disdain from the professor, he folds his arms and begins to daydream about enhancing his weapon with Jet's help.

Declan zoned out as the teacher started talk, he looked down his gauntlets which had lost some of their shine since he last fixed them up. He rubbed his eyes ' This class so boring...'

Jet leans back and yawns wide, his chair leaning back. He flails a bit when his chair almost falls, but he pushes it back down. "That was smooth......"

Shem gets a face full of cookie. Misjudging the speed the cookie came, the collision of face and cookie sends Shem out of his chair into Lyra.

Declan looks back at his classmates, wondering what they were all doing with their time.

Issac walks into the classroom knowing he's insanely late. "Hello, Professor. Sorry for my extreme tardiness, but as this is my first day at your illustrious school I became catastrophically lost. I apologize and will try my best to learn the layout of this institution." And with that he sits in a seat as close to the center of the room as possible.

Lucina walks into the classroom not knowing she is late. She walks in and says" Good morning everyone....uhh why are you staring at me?"

Jet's head tilts down a few times, on the verge of sleep. Each time his head jerks up and he looks around nervously, hoping desperately the teacher didn't see.

Shem sits back up, fixes his chair and glasses, plops back into the chair and instantly falls back to sleep.

"Probably because you got here later than everyone else..." Declan half-mumbles as he turns around.

Lucina checks her watch and instantly realizes" Wow my watch was probably reset during the fight in the cafe" She sits down awkwardly and starts playing with her pen

Jet finally loses the battle and falls asleep. His head smacks into the desk and he falls over out of his chair with a thud.

Shem lifts his head from his slumber and just stares at the clock. Desperately wanting to leave to possibly explore the school, or tinker with his sword some more. He then hears a thud and he looks over and sees Jet asleep on the ground. He leans down and pokes him. "psst. Jet, wake up. Teacher's looking at us."

Declan turned around and put his head down. He stared blankly at the professor "When do we get to actually get to fight monsters?" He mumbled to no one in particular.

Declan puts his head down and drifts off into sleep. (AKA I have to leave)

Zack notices Jet slumped over on the ground and fires three cookies directly onto him. "WAKE UP COOKIES!" Zack screams gleefully. He meets the gaze of the obviously enraged teacher and quickly darts beneath his desk. He pokes his head up and silently cheers, "wake up cookies..." before slinking back out of view.

Jet slowly groans and wakes up, regretting not sleeping much last night as he climbed back into his chair, resting his head on his arms. "Mmmf... When do we get out...?"

Shem shrugs "I REALLY hope soon."

"Jet... WAKE UP. YOU HAVE HOMEWORK!!!"

Kaitlyn throwns lightning dust at Jet.

"I'M AWAKE!!" Jet yells, a little aggravated by the dust. He looks around after he yells, a little embarrassed.

Coming from outside would be the loud rhythmic drumming of boots, Aoife throws the doors open, yelling at the professor, "Sorry I'm late." Before taking seat on a relatively empty row.

"This place is absolute anarchy. I love it."

Following Aoife closely, Arthur walks in rubbing sleep from his eyes, mumbling an incoherant apology, and sits himself by his companion.

"I honestly see how the professor can tolerate this without throwing some-" Just then a book flies at Shem's face from the professor. obviously mad at all the commotion.

Zack pokes his head out from under the desk. "So, does anyone wanna ditch classes after this and spar?" He is clearly bored with the class material and knows that his encounters with following teachers will probably only get worse. "I don't think the professor would mind if I just left and never came back..."

Jabbing Arthur in the side gently, she titters at the book throw before whispering, "Seems like we are not the first ones late. Think it would be wise to fall asleep with a drink in hand, or too far?"

"Well I think class is getting out soon enough, Zack." Jet said with a big yawn.