Criminology

[Skell Harvey]

Day 1...

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”Class number two…”

Skell brushed a black curly lock behind her ear as she traveled away from the larger lecture hall from earlier today. Tuesday Thursdays… those were her busiest days.

She knew the lecture hall she was going to step in was going to be much smaller than the last. Looking at the roster, it didn’t seem as though many people had signed up for it. Although it was understood, first years weren’t allowed to participate in this class. Maybe if she had a pupil that was particularly brilliant or daring, she’d see if she could get them special admission in. But… in sticking to the rules…

Once she arrived to the room, she flicked on the lights. Yes, it was much smaller. Perhaps half the size, and still sloped slightly, in anticipation that more people would pick up the class.

As she did in the previous room, she set her bag down on the main desk at the front of the room and put her and the class name on the board, a note remarking that the syllabus for this class would be upfront once she pulled it out of her messenger bag.

The last class had been more or less uneventful due to it being the first day, and her just wanting to get into the swing of things for her own sake. But maybe with the older population, the smaller class size, things would be a bit different for this one.

And so she sat, looking over her own syllabus as a glance at her watch told her she had a good half hour till it started.

Again.

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[Ventus Laey Hiroaki]

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Punctual

[/color][/font] a word that described what Ventus was right now, he'd taken up ALL the criminal justice classes, since he was going to be mejoring in that subject. It was all in hopes that he might get a job as a lawyer or some such thing.

Slowly walking through the halls Ventus was eating a cereal bar as he went. Bag slung over his shoulder as he approached the class and then finally he pushed the door open to the class room. He was amazingly early but he didn't care, it meant he could possibly have a quick chat with the teacher.

Professor Harvey was a teacher he didn't mind having in classes, she seemed nice enough from the other class he'd been in.

"Hello Professor Harvey, how's your day been? Would you like a cereal bar? I have a ton in my bag." Polite and generous with what he had Ventus took a seat closer to the front of the classroom and smiled at his teacher before he started unloading his books and pens on to the desk, oh, and the cereal bar he offered her as well.

With that done? He awaited the arrival of the other students.
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