While his job was nothing but a cover up to keep his eye on Misao, it required an uncomfortable amount of work for the Tengu lord. While it would appear he was grading work and judging the future of students who had the misfortune to be in his class, Kyo’s mind was preoccupied with much more important demon matters; such as his important adult literature.
The “teacher” raised his head slowly at the sound of another approaching his desk, being greeted by the presence who quite obviously wasn’t one of his students.
“Aren’t you a little old for this class?”
An almost sneer passes over his lips, barely covered by his cowl. School, feh. He had never been good at it, but something…else had led him to this specific classroom. “I did not come for the learning of numbers,” he states blandly. Already his respect has fallen at this teacher’s poor choice in reading material; no matter how fast one could hide it, enhanced eyes pick up more than he often wishes to know–this being one of those moments. But people have many forms of releases, so be him no harsh judge. Approaching the desk, seemingly unaffected by the clearly inhuman scent this one gives off, he leans against one of the student seats, crossing his legs leisurely at the ankles. “I came to speak to you.” Inhuman, but as it the subject of his search. The indications are clearly not that this man has the Stigma, but he is something else entirely. And so perhaps…he will know of a cure.
dellafine said:
[SHUT THE FUCK UP; BLACK BIRD IS GREAT AND THERE WAS A KYO AND IMAGINE THE SHIT THAT KYO AND VINCENT’S DEMONS COULD GET IN TO OKAY FHEUSJAKILDF MUCH EXCITE]