Name: Liya Morialis
Age: 27
Gender: Female
Personality: King and caring. She always available to help and will protect a student at all costs. She acts like a mother when someone is feeling home sick.
Subject(s) Taught: Controlling Powers? History 101?

Power: She can shapeshift into an albino snake, but she is able to help students.

Drawback to Power: She is practically blind when she shapeshifts except in the dark.

Crush: Open
History: None
In on student killings?: No.
Other: None
Appearance: She ahs long blond hair that goes at least to her waist. Her eyes are slitted, but they are kind. They are a redish brown color. Her body is super pale with a scaled pattern on it much like the snake she becomes. She wears a white dress and never wears her hair down, it is usually in a bun.

((Accepted, thanks! We can start now I guess.))

Scowling in anger at the note that was now hanging on a board in the lobby of the school, Faythe stared at the blood patterns in the note. She did not now why the school officials were idiots enough to put up this damaging piece of paper for the whole world to see. She forced her self not to rip it down and stick it into a teachers mouth. Looking over at the principle of the school, Mrs. McCubbin, padded down the hallway in her annoying clicking high heels Faythe wondered why the woman did not close down the school for the day to mourn the loss of yet another student. She shivered slightly as she remembered the happy go lucky guy who went missing the night before. Hefting her school bag higher on her shoulder, she read the small note that had been given to her. Meet me in my cl*censored*room before first block. Ratha. What did the philosophy teacher want with her. Shrugging, she went to go see.

~ 

Dimitri exited his dorm with a sigh as the hubbub of the morning and the chatter about the newest disappearance met his ears. He really hated mornings, and most of the people in the school. Slinking through the hallways, and trying not to smack the idiots who shoved him around like he was invisible, Dimitri finally made it to the lobby and sat on a bench with a grunt, throwing the book bag on the ground. "Now would be a good time to be able to control fire." He mused.

~ 

Looking out the window from her dark room, Ratha hummed a slow song as the air around her changed in quality, taking on a hazy cast. Words flowed into her mind, and she unconsciously wrote them down. Nothing made much sense, and the pictures were disturbing. Always screaming and blood, only to end with someone sleeping peacefully. She hoped her notes got to the four, she was tired of waiting. 

Dusk tucked the words away into her brain and raced out, her clock falling into place on her back as she stopped running and started walking towards First Block, or History and sank into a Desk. She glanced up at the teacher and reached for her history text book...

((Can somone be history because Liya is powers?))

((I guess I can play someone, but they won't be a main character.))

Faythe gave Ratha a 'your insane' look before walking out of the room and shivered. The whole room seemed to hum with the unknown. Hurrying to first block, she sat down behind Dusk and opened her book, groaning as Mr. Fitz told them to get notes out. The door suddenly opened and Faythe scoffed at her science lab partner Dimitri. Late, of course. She watched as he took Mr. Fitz's lecture and took his seat. "Idiot." She muttered. And ignored the teachers glare. He was clearly having a bad day. "We will be studying the creation of France. Who knows the name of France before it was actually called France?" Mr. Fitz asked the cl*censored* and Faythe lay her head on the desk, wanting to sleep. Instead she pondered about Ratha's words. She leaned forward and tapped Dusk on the shoulder, then Ryu. She was glad suddenly of the seating chart. "Do you guys have any idea what Ratha meant/" She asked.