((ooc: *kicks topic* Get back to life, dammit! I was enjoying this one, too.)) ic: Hearing some of the confusion around him only made Salty even more uneasy. A younger pendragon with telepathy? Someone embarassed at there being 7-year-olds in this class? I hate this class already... An ear twitched, and before he knew it he was doodling on a piece of paper he'd gotten out. What was on it? A screaming pendragon. He began to rock back and forth, trying to think. But it only gave him headaches. I've got Asperger's... I can't lie... why the hell did I say that out loud? Vokc. Salty, you're an idiot. Why did you say that? Oh gods. Vokc, vokc, vokc... I wanna scream... And, shortly after, scream he did. Out loud.
Torlenemul Notek XIII Gatsu slowly walked into the class, noticing the confusion and general uncomfortable feeling. Tension some would call it. Yes, tension...... " Excuse me, I was told this was the class for basic ramathian....." A quick peek to the basic translation reassured him he was where he had to be. Another glance around made him notice the stares from everyone in the room. "dear god, everyone's looking"Of course the stares weren't unexpected, seeing as Torlenemul Notek XIII was 1600, and taking his first course in ramathian. "Sorry, um, may I call you Sir? I got a little lost on the way here, it's my first day....." (ooc - really my first day, good to meet you all!!) IC - Looking around at all his classmates, he slowly took his seat, and sighed a deep breath in preperation of his first class in Janardan.......
