Olympian College

[Eratosofcyrene]

 ((Please see Olympian coliseum of champions post in general RP discussion for details about this RP. Also please post your characters in that thread before posting here. Thank you.))

It was a glorious day, clear skies as far as the eye could see. It was 30 degrees easy and most of the students bad been lured out by the good weather, many lay half naked on the College lawns sunbathing shamelessly. The college had many lawns and gardens scattered about its queer design. The main building was the coliseum, a replica of the great one in Rome but scaled down to a reasonable size. Other buildings were connected to the main one but very few were of the same era, many were much newer. About half the buildings where training grounds for the students. The rest are dorms for both students and staff and classrooms.

The student body of the school is composed of less than 200 students broken down into three class years. Marjory of the students are in first year with the least in third, as of this year there are only 30 third year students. The main task of the first years is to study decide what which of the two exams to take that will decide their path for the next two years. They either have to choose to be in the strike force or recon group.

Leonard walked up to the window in his classroom that faced the central quad, his hoof steps echoing in the empty room. He looked down from the third floor window and smiled. It will be a little over an hour before the first classes began but he wanted to be ready and prepared. This was his first year of teaching and he was looking forward to it. It had been a long and hard journey to become a teacher here and it was well worth was the effort. He will be teaching the second year strike force, the newest batch of potential future heroes that will go out into the field. Suddenly the words the principle said to him echoed in his head.

'Do not get too attached to your students. Some will die in the field before the years end. Remember death is a reality one must face when becoming a hero.'

Leonard knew that fact all to well from his time as a student here. He just hoped that his students would fair far better than his past classmates.

[Eratosofcyrene]

It was midday and Eratos was busy with his favorite pastime. Invisible he leaned against the wall of the ladies locker room enjoying the sights, a smile from ear to ear. Once in a while looking around quickly to make sure there was no telepaths around or anyone else that would be able to detect him. He knew pretty much every female at the college and what their powers were.

A fresh group of girls just emerged from the showers and began to towel off when the Vultan's watch suddenly went off. 'Crap I thought I set this thing on vibrate.' He thought to himself. 'Dam and just as it was getting good...oh well.' As a few of the girls looked around to wondering where the noise came from, Eratos turned visible a smile on his face and gave a small bow. "Ladies thanks for the sights but I really must be going." With that said he phased through the wall behind him just as screams erupted from the locker room.

"Well time for class." He said coming out the other side of the wall. As he began to walk away he froze as soon as he heard an all to familiar voice.

"I thought I would find you here pervert!" Said an angry lioness.

"Um...Hi Cyrene..." He said nervously "...It's not what you think...I was just..." Starting to slowly walk away from the clearly pissed lioness, Eratos knew what would happened if he stayed there. "Well look at the time I got to get to class...soooooo...cya." With that the vultan ran away as fast as he legs could take him.

"ERATOOOOOSSSSSS!!! GET BACK HERE!!!" The lioness screamed using her abilities to make her voice as threatening as possible and carry loud and clear to the fleeing Vultan's ears and began to chase after him.