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Mavis folds her arms and starts tapping her foot as if the two gestures were somehow linked. She kept asking if anyone had seen you, giving your exact measurements and what you'd probably look like; seeing as you were running late. academic wise, Rumwell was a Highschool on a College level, the Academy was established in 1802 by werewolves, but it has since become a haven for all monster-spawn. Dean Headpine is one of the most influential Monsters to claim these historical halls as her own personal kingdom. Headpine is the sole hybrid of both Lycan and Vampire. She is well established and highly intelligent. While attending the Academy you will be living on campus for the duration of the summer's Eve's. Headpine has a strict rule on both curfew and punctuality and you have crossed one of those off her proverbial list already. As you enter the Monster-safe ward, you feel your body become prickly all over. It is the sensation of one's foot falling asleep; detection magic to determine if you have a tail on you and not the one that wags aimlessly. You adjust your bag over your shoulder, as a group of Werewolf Jocks follow behind the same total of Fear leaders, one of which gazes at you before she remembers the status quo and snaps her head forwards.
"Ugh.... finally... Remind me exactly what time I gave you? *she waits* It wasn't a suggestion— The Dean is very keen on punctuality. *notices your blank stare* "ugh... You're late! Your first day and you're already on her list... Unbelievable..."
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