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Orion stared curiously at the front of the class as one after another the other kids got up to admit their crimes. There was quite some variety from arson to torture, but most of everybody seemed to be ashamed of it, or technically weren't even the person responsible in the case of the ones with alters. So other than that, they didn't seem particularly dangerous, although it might be fun to bother them about what happened.
Some anxious kid- his name was N-something- went up and babbled for a few seconds before going completely silent, and Orion stopped paying attention in favor of inspecting the wood pattern on the desk, thinking up what his explanation would be. If everyone knew what sort of person he was right from the get-go, it could ruin his entertainment plans later.
By the time Orion realized someone else was at the front of his class, the person- a rather short boy- was already leaving to sit back in his chair. The next volunteer introduced themselves as Angel, and in a chipper voice told a story of robbing an animal shelter to sacrifice the inhabitants. That was interesting. Angel then proceeded to admit to being a pathological liar, and Orion snorted in laughter. What was the point in that? So readily exposing herself? Even if other people didn't believe a story, as long as they weren't sure whether the teller believed it themselves or not it could still be hilarious. As Angel walked back to her seat, he watched her with eyebrows raised and an amused grin.
Next up was Jersey, who threatened all of them and almost made Orion laugh again. This year would, hopefully, be way better than he expected when he first arrived.
After she sat back down, nobody else stood up. Scanning the room and seeing no one else about to stand, he figured it would be best to get it out of the way before the teacher started calling on the rest. Orion put his feet on the edge of the table to shove himself and his chair out and make room to rise. He strolled up to the front with his hands in his zipper hoodie pockets and friendly smile on his face.
"Hello everyone! I'm Orion Blackburne, and it's wonderful to meet you all," he gave desk-boy a wink, "I'm here 'cause I broke open some cages at a zoo. My great-aunt on my father's side is a monkey, and I find the imprisonment of animals for human enjoyment to be offensive and disgusting. I do not approve of any mistreatment of animals!" this time Orion gave Angel a hard look, "Anyways, I don't have any mental issues, and I hope we can all get along!" He grinned, nodded at everyone, and then made his way through the desks to his seat.
Some anxious kid- his name was N-something- went up and babbled for a few seconds before going completely silent, and Orion stopped paying attention in favor of inspecting the wood pattern on the desk, thinking up what his explanation would be. If everyone knew what sort of person he was right from the get-go, it could ruin his entertainment plans later.
By the time Orion realized someone else was at the front of his class, the person- a rather short boy- was already leaving to sit back in his chair. The next volunteer introduced themselves as Angel, and in a chipper voice told a story of robbing an animal shelter to sacrifice the inhabitants. That was interesting. Angel then proceeded to admit to being a pathological liar, and Orion snorted in laughter. What was the point in that? So readily exposing herself? Even if other people didn't believe a story, as long as they weren't sure whether the teller believed it themselves or not it could still be hilarious. As Angel walked back to her seat, he watched her with eyebrows raised and an amused grin.
Next up was Jersey, who threatened all of them and almost made Orion laugh again. This year would, hopefully, be way better than he expected when he first arrived.
After she sat back down, nobody else stood up. Scanning the room and seeing no one else about to stand, he figured it would be best to get it out of the way before the teacher started calling on the rest. Orion put his feet on the edge of the table to shove himself and his chair out and make room to rise. He strolled up to the front with his hands in his zipper hoodie pockets and friendly smile on his face.
"Hello everyone! I'm Orion Blackburne, and it's wonderful to meet you all," he gave desk-boy a wink, "I'm here 'cause I broke open some cages at a zoo. My great-aunt on my father's side is a monkey, and I find the imprisonment of animals for human enjoyment to be offensive and disgusting. I do not approve of any mistreatment of animals!" this time Orion gave Angel a hard look, "Anyways, I don't have any mental issues, and I hope we can all get along!" He grinned, nodded at everyone, and then made his way through the desks to his seat.
