Art Institute of Regalia [furry art institute]

[Bellatrix]

A regal ivory building stands in what is a furry version of New York, busy and bustling with a working mix of furs and humans passed by the silent steps that were cold and untouched, waiting as orientation and welcoming was soon to commence. The banners with the schools mission hung still with out the breeze of students passing them by. The white on blue words would read:

"The Art Institute of Regalia collects, preserves, and interprets works of art of the highest quality, representing the world's diverse artistic traditions, for the inspiration and education of the public and in accordance with our profession's highest ethical standards and practices."

There was hardly a cloud in the sky, blue and clear as the sea that was only a few miles from the school.  The school, so very still on its outer walls as it waited for the students, unlike the inside of the auditorium where orientation and welcoming were to be. The chairs sat empty, the stage though was full of teachers and alumni. Even the guidance counselor stood upon the stage. Many of the faculty knew what takes place upon this stage, in the walls of the class rooms and in its halls. Such beautiful works of art, sculptures and dances. The many various kinds of art that took place are to be treasured for any who catch a glimpse.

It was almost noon... fifteen minutes to noon to be exact. The councilor looked at her watch as she stood idly in the corner, waiting for the room to fill. The head mistress stood near the podium, pacing trying to remember her welcoming speech. The teachers took there seats, or at least were near to them as they waited for the auditorium to fill. Many of them pacing as some were quite nervous, others quietly waited, not a sweat drop to be seen amongst their fur. The head mistress tapped the mic, testing it before she let out a cool breath. She could hear the padding of feet from the outer halls. Her heart was racing.

"You do this every year.. why are you so nervous head mistress Marcs" Nea, the guidance councilor would say as she approached the head mistress, she had been observing her for the past half hour. She stood there waiting for a response and the mistress would simply grab her in a hug and kiss her cheek. "You know me Nea, its a different group of pupils every year.. just.. the nerves thats all sweet heart. Bless your concern. Oh, its almost time. To your seats everyone!" She would address the staff. Nea would nod and give her one last hug before walking back to her seat, some where in the back. The auditorium was starting to fill and they were all becoming antsy and waiting to begin.

[Drizelda]

The snow leopardess, Drizelda, walked into the auditorium as she tossed her bag over her shoulder. Anyone could tell from her average, yet well built form, that she was a dancer. With her long brown hair up in two high ponytails set behind her ears, she took her seat up front, ready for her year at the prestigious school.. she had been waiting to show off her dancing, acting, as well as singing skills... the Deadly Trio, her mother had called them... Being able to do all three would make her an easy shoo in for the lead roles of the drama club, and her well built figure would help her in her dancing. By chance she was wonderful at singing, only because her mother had been able to pay for lessons for her at such an early and young age. Taking her seat, she looked up to the teachers, guidance counselors, as well as the head mistress, Head Mistress Marcs, with her baby blue eyes. Crossing one of her legs over the other, she set her bag on her lap, ready to get the assembly over.

[Redarian_Foxhood]

(is this open for everybody or did you discuss who was allowed before?)

[Nester Delgado]

The tall fox cleared his throat as he crossed his legs in front of himself. A rather disinterested look on his face, he adverted his eyes from the crowd of gathering students in front of him. Sure, there was certainly some talent out there, but from the impromptu skits and flash mobs he'd seen earlier, it was gonna take some work. Adjusting his vest a a bit and shifting in his seat, Nester would glance over to the nervous Marcs and smirk with a soft grin. He loved watching her squirm and it made him feel like he looked all that much better for it. Though he was only the theater and music director, he often felt his role was role was most crucial in having to transform the fresh students into Broadway worthy talent.

As he looked out at the crowd, he saw a small dark red furred hand sticking out of the crowd and waving to him. He'd wave back of course with a forced smile on his face. He'd often dreaded the day his son (or was it daughter yet) came to his school. Sure, he loved him/her, but had often preferred to appear strong and a bit intimidating and unforgiving, yet having Deni around would likely make that difficult.

"Hi Dad!" shouted a much younger fox sitting towards the back of the hall. Dressed in tight bell bottoms and a girl cut tee with a rainbow on it, Deni sat there nearly bouncing with excitement on her seat. She was so excited to come to to this school, not just because her father worked there, but also because it was one of the few schools that someone like her would be accepted and welcomed. Though really a boy, Deni had certainly gotten good and making herself appear otherwise despite her flat chest. She'd pleaded with Nester for implants, but that seemed out of the question for the time being. "School comes first," he'd told her. It was simply something she'd have to wait for. Still, it was going to be a great year at school she thought to herself. Her head twisting back and forth to check out the other students around her.

[Redarian_Foxhood]

Not too far into the crowd, near Drizelda, sat another student, a fox with rusty red fur.  He was dressed simply in a fancy pair  of slacks with a button up shirt.  Though his talent was writing, he wanted to be a writer for broadway and a script maker.  He could act sure, but to be able to write plays he has to feel the artists at work and this was the best way.  By gettting down to the basic level of acting, he could immerse himself into the crowd of students and see just how acting and dancing and singing were done.  After all, performers had to have fun at what they did...but what made it fun?  Was it the act of performing itself? Was it performing in front of others that brought on the excitement? Or was it the fact that the performers were excited about being something other than who they are?  These and many other questions ran through his head...and the answers were key to good script-writing.

So he would do his acting thing here and figure out why it was that people came here.  Sure, his family had to pull strings since his acting was average at best...but when your family was invested in the school and rich...that came easy.  He chuckled to himself and looked around the other gathered students, and the faculty as well.  He was above neither, but he looked as if he judged each and every one of them.  Oh yes...he would get his answers.   That bushy white-tipped tail of his flicked back and forth in excited agitation as the the auditorium was starting to hush for the oncoming faculty speech.

[Bellatrix]

Bellatrix was being... late. She was always late, but she was sure the orientation wasnt starting with out her. It was her second year here, you think she would learn how to be on time. There was going to be an interesting scout for seating once she got in, there always was. Mistress Marcs nerves was sure to hold up the orientation some. She rushed through the doors, her back pack coming to a swing at her side as she stood in the door way. She panted some and smiled wide as she was not as late as she thought she was, there was still time. She too was a dancer, but not one of tall lean stature. More one of short and swift. She held her head high as she walked through the auditorium looking at some of the new faces.. and some of the old. Her sea blue eyes scouted the auditorium for a seat. When she found an empty one she bolted to it and would sit immediately.

Some sitting next to her would give her a welcome back. "How was your summer audrey? Oh, did you practice for the end of the year showcase? I totally have some ideas..." She would continue just chatting about with another second year student when she would laugh a moment. "Oh my GOSH!" She would say. "Well, this year is looking up, some raw talent... then again.. I think I am still a little pink in the middle" She giggled some as she tried to joke. She shook her heads some and nudged her friend. "At least Mistress Marcs is delaying it enough so some of the new folks can make it in." She chuckled some. "Heh if her nerves didnt get to her I dont think I would have made it. I swear she does it on purpose." She grinned some and would begin to quiet down.

The speech was coming up soon and the doors would close... soon. There was still time, at least five minutes before the doors would close. If anyone was to come in now would be the time, or else they would miss such a warm welcoming speech. She would sit and talk quietly with her friend eying the familiar staff. She gave a light finger wave to her past years dance instructor. She was such a flirt, and she was known for it. But she was not known to be a slut, that was left to a whole other crowd, or at least no one ever told her she was. She gave a sweet gentle smile to Mister Delgado before returning her hand back to her lap. She then sat quietly finding little to talk about at the current moment.

[Nester Delgado]

Upon the stage, Nester waved back to the kids waving up to him. He'd been fairly popular among the students for a number of reasons both good and bad. "She does this every year, doesn't she," he'd whisper as he leaned over to Nea. "I honestly think you should start doing it. This would go a bit faster." Just then, his smug grin was fractured by the shout and cheerful wave of the dark red fox in the back. "Crap, I hoped she wouldn't do that. Nea, you remember Dennis, I mean Deni, right? She's, um, shy, look out for her, okay?" he add quietly with a nod towards his daughter before giving the girl a reserved yet friendly wave. Immediately he'd see the faces looking both at Deni and at him. Questioning eyes of both students and faculty alike.

"Hey! Your a fox too. Hi! I'm Deni!" said a rather excited young dark red fox to the rusty red fox beside her. A girl who looked a bit like she could just as easily be a boy as the flat chest was almost a dead give away. "I like your shirt," she said pointing at it and then lifting her gaze to the boy with a warm welcoming smile. "Are you new here? I'm new here too, but my dad is the drama teacher. He's not my real real dad, he's really my uncle, but he's pretty much my dad. What about you? Are you in drama? Do you like the school so far? I know my way around a little, but I think I know how to get everywhere. I got here all by myself." The young girl was clearly very excited and fact that she was sitting on her hands by the time she finished meant that she was also likely nervous and shy. This other fox wasn't the first person she'd tried to talk to and she was scared he might ignore he like the rest had.

[Bellatrix]

Nea would tilt her head to the side as she was being talked to by Mr. Delgado. A soft chuckle came across her lips and she gave a nod. "I am flattered, but I would be no where close to any status she has. She is .. an amazing woman, a great Head Mistress. Maybe some day I will remotely reach her status, something to aspire to at least." She would say and then turn her gaze where directed. "Ah, I remember Deni... some what. How... is she doing..?" She cleared her throat some.

As noted, people talked to her, teachers and students alike. She was quite an open person, unbias and such. Mrs Marcs was fixing up her speech so it gave people some time to settle down, and more students to flow in. Maybe she did do this on purpose. A soft smile came to her lips as she then looked down to Deni. "I take it, she has decided to stay close and take one of your classes." She said with a gentle smile across her black muzzle. "Dont look so embarrassed. She will blossom into a beautiful .. artist." She left out the thought of having some pride, but perhaps she would save that for an office conversation none the less.

[Nester Delgado]

"She's in all my classes," Nester would groan through his elegant grin towards the student body. "But don't worry, I already put in a request to have her placed as your new intern. Congrats." This idea gave him a particularly warm feeling inside. Though he did rather like Nea, torturing her with Deni, getting his niece out of his hair and having the young girl learn a thing or two from someone he knew was all too good of a deal to pass up.

"Aside from that, she's doing rather good. Very excited about this school. She thinks it'll allow her to 'be herself' as she puts it. In other words, she won't get as much flak from her peers in regards to her lifestyle and appearance. She said she wanted to start fresh, as a girl. So, there she is." He gave an adoring gesture of his hand towards the young fox before smiling back to Nea as if fishing for a response.

[Bellatrix]

She shook her head some as he joked with her, or so it sounded. She chuckled lightly and rose a brow. "Oh is that so? Well then, I look forward to teaching her how to hear, not just listen." She grinned some and let out a light sigh as Mrs. Marcs tapped the microphone.

"Attention, students please settle yourselves." She would state and wait for the group to quiet. Once it was silent a sweet smile would be seen across her thin muzzle. "First, I would like to say welcome, and welcome back both old and new students. It is a joy to see the faces in this auditorium. I am Head Mistress Marcs. Please adress me as such." She would state, now that formalities were done it was time to get to business. "This is the first day, things might be easy, orientation might not seem like much but if you listen now you wont have to ask later. These" She gestured to the crowd of teachers behind her. "Are your supervisors and teachers, get to know them and treat them with respect. They are to be regarded highly in your eyes. Most of them will not hesitate tobring you to my office, and I do not blame them, any wrong actions are dealt with fairly and accordingly. Your classes start tomorrow. Bring all that you need, any of your neccessities should be brought, if you dont have them.. get them. This is your  future trreat it like a fragile glass, one wrong movement and  it will shatter. You came here for a reason, plan and prepare. That is what you should be doing, if not then it is your own doing, not ours. Dont hesitate to talk to ur guidence councilors and professors if you are having a large issue. ms. Nea is open and willing to guide youin anything you need and her door is always open." She lifted her head up some and looked at the teachers then the students, Nea would wave as her name was mentioned. "That is all for now, if you so desire to, come meeet your teachers for a brief moment, this is your chance to make a friend, and a future... grasp it" She would finish.

Nea would brace herself to see if anyone would come up to her and speak to her. She watched a few selected students come up and shake hands with the teachers and meet the people that were going to be educating them this year.

Bella already knew all her professors from the first year, she did not desire to meet much more than that. Sooon all the chair around her started scooting out and people would flock away or toward the professors. A gentle sigh would leave her lips as she madew her way out and to the halls to find her dorm once more. Same room scribbled with amusing messages fromthe year before. Such fun times she had in this school, who was her romate to be this year, perhapps it would be a new student, considering her last roomate graduated the previous year. She had to wonder. She swiftly made her bed and flopped onto it, waiting patiently.

[Nester Delgado]

"Here they come. Go get em'," Nester whispered into Nea's ear as the crowd began to break up. As he and the rest stood, he would give her a gentle squeeze on her knee. A sign of affection perhaps? Flirting? Whatever it was, he was gone with a flick of his soft orange tail. Slipping behind the curtain just as the first few students made their way up. Eluding them all in a rather practiced manner. He didn't care much for standing there answering questions year after year. If anyone had any real questions, they'd know where to find him. Instead, he felt he would be better suited elsewhere and the crowd of students was the perfect cover to slip away almost entirely unnoticed.

At that time, Deni was wandering impatiently through the dorms. Her tail hanging low as she held a piece of paper in one hand the handle to her suitcase in the other. Walking along the corridor, she could tell by the hall and the crowds that this section was meant for girls only. At least in this part of it anyway. Maybe there were boys on other floors or something, she didn't know. "This....can't be right, can it?" she said noting she was getting closer it seemed from the wall.

Finding the right door, she peered inside and spotted the husky on the bed. With a soft knock on the open door, she let herself in pulling her suitcase behind her. "Hey, um, I'm not sure this is right, but I think I'm your roommate." Timidly, she continued inside with flush cheeks, knowing she was going to feel really embarrassed once things were fixed and she was placed with a boy where she belonged. The idea of being so humiliated when just starting out in a new school started to get her frustrated. Enough to the point she turned to leave in a hurry before a familiar fox appeared in the doorway.

"Where are you going?" He said to her. "This is your room, isn't it? Bella isn't being mean to you, is she? She's a good student and I think you two will get along rather well." Nester brushed Deni's hair as the girl looked up at him and then around at the other in the hall to make sure none would hear what she was about to say.

"But this is a girl's room!" she steamed at him under her breath. It was clear that her fear was turning into frustration and anger. "Why did you do this?"

"You'll be better off in here. Besides, this place is set up more around sexual orientation now than it is gender. You like boys, so does she. There you go. Now go on and get to know your new roommate. I'm sure you two will have a lot to talk about." With that, Nester grabbed Deni by the hips and spun her about before pushing her gently back into the room, almost knocking the poor girl over her own suitcase as she stumbled inside.

"Hi, I'm Deni," she said to the other canine with a brief wave of her hand. Her cheeks flush as she folded her arms across her chest. Standing there erect and so nervous it could be felt in the air around her.

[Drizelda]

As the assembly ended, she got up and stretched, only to make her way up to meet her professors, guidance counselors and the headmistress herself. "Hello.. My name is Drizelda Hartman... It's such a pleasure to meet you." She would speak quietly, showing respect as her parents had told her she better have done. "I hope to have a wonderful couple years here." The snow leopardess purred, her long thick tail swaying behind her as she met the professors whom would be teaching her.

Afterward, she headed up to the room she had been assigned. Good.. no one was there yet, but she wasn't sure on how long that would last. Her stuff was already there, besides the bag she had kept with her, as she slowly made her bed, not wanting to be quick about anything at the moment. She wanted to take the room in by herself... after all, a drama queen much like the little snow mew required her own sleeping chambers to keep her beauty sleep and to keep her calm serene composure.

[Bellatrix]

She watched as the flood of students came, and some others vanished up and away. She took in a deep breath as she turned towards nester a moment and smiled before feeling that light squeeze to the knee. Her cheeks would pink some as she got lost a moment. She was generally not touched. It was a unique... feeling. That and there were reasons most did not touch skunks.. stereotypes. She cleared her throat as a voice seemed to ring through her alternate reality. She focused on this young woman that was introducing herself. She had just finished with Mrs. Marcs it seemed. She would stand finally and reach out a palm to greet her. "Mrs. Nea Durray. Or Nea if you prefer." She would smile brightly. "Keep that attitude and your couple of years will be amazing. It was a pleasure to meet you dear, please, if need be stop by my office any time." She would give a curt nod and greet others that may come tp speak with her.

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Bella simply lied there pon her bed, relaxing. The breeze pushing past her furred face through the window that she had opened. A soft sigh left her lips as she was in a certain place of peace. Then the door opened. Some one coming in? She sat up on her bed and tilted her head. Awww she had a roomate this year. She put on a bright smile, one or not, she was happy with it anyway. She looked adorable too. A bright smile on her lips. So timid this one seemed.She would tilt her head to the side just lightly. "Deni right? Yes, I... I beleive you are my roomate. Got the name in the e-mail this morning."

Bella was quite curious as to why she turned to leave. Did she say something wrong? She blinked a few times before hearing her name being mentioned from a familiar tone. She bounced from her bed and ran out to go greet Mr. Delgado.She reached her arms out and gave him a big hug and a nuzzle against his shoulder. Yes, he was an adult.. but then again so was she. Twenty this year. She grinned and smiled wide. "No, not beaing mean at all." She smiled brightly enjoying the compliments. She gave a curt nod as they seemed to need some personal time a moment. She went back to sit on her bed.

After waiting she looked back up toward Deni as she came back in."Hi Deni. My name is Bellatrix, Bella for short. You can trust me . And Mr. Delgado, I will be your most amazing roomate. Do you trust me?" She would ask with a light tilt of her head and a soft chuckle. "Come sit, lets gossip. See any cute booooyyysss yetttt?" She asked with a giggle.

[Nester Delgado]

The tall fox chuckled as he was hugged by the happy husky. "It's good to see you again too," he said with a warm smile. He liked Bella. She was a great student of his and had been in a few of his classes now. He knew he could trust her with anything which made her the perfect roommate for Deni. He'd hardly watched her go though, turning his eyes back onto the young fox in front of him instead since he could always talk to Bella later if he needed to.

After he'd left Deni there, he stayed outside a moment longer before moving back down the hall through the fast paced sea of students making their way through the dorms. Some recognized him, others thought he was either a student or a young looking father of one. He nodded politely to a few as he worked his way out, but would undoubtedly get stuck talking to a student or two.

"Yeah, I guess I trust you," she said with a soft sigh. Deni moved to sit beside Bella on the bed, her feet idly pushing the toppled suitcase at her feet. "It's just...I'm still getting used to this." The fox sighed as she started down at those bending feet of hers. She'd only been a girl for a couple days, and even then it was just around her uncle and nothing like this. If he trusted this girl with that knowledge, then Deni felt she likely should too.

"I'm not really a girl," she muttered. Her face turning flush with embarrassment. "I mean, I wasn't born a girl, I mean....don't tell anyone, okay!?" Deni leaned over and grabbed the bed between the two of them nervously. Bella was the first person she'd told and her heart was racing in fear. "Please don't think I'm a freak or anything," she continued. Her eyes almost watering.

[Bellatrix]

So much time has passed on this post that I am getting it started back up and kicking it off with a halloween type of dance. So here we go~
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"Two more weeks." Bellatrix would say, mumbling to herself, this was her second year. She was the head of the dance committee and Mrs. Marcs was counting on her and the club to pull it off and make it fantastic. Bellatrix was one of the better dancers of her group but there were a few that gave her a run for her money. This evening she wore a nice blue halter top and a purple skirt, a pair of wedged sandals, and her earrings to match.

A heavy murr left her muzzle as she was drawing up some plans and some set ups. She was really not that good at drawing but the committee was so small that included most dancers and decorators, which were really basic design folks but none who could really draw, only those who just had an eye for coordination.

A heavy sigh left her lips as she moved to stand. The large halls of the institute welcomed her and others. "Two.. more.. weeks." Her ears flicked back as she held a large book and a folder in her hands as she was making her way to Miss Neas office. Quietly she unlocked the door to put the folder on her desk. Exiting the office she would lock it back up. A confident stride in her form.

She kept a second folder in her pack  as she made her way to the dance hall. She needed to do some checking, to see where things might be placed and how much room there might be for certain decorations. "Hm... leaves.. trees.. hm.. pumpkins.. definitely pumpkins. What about... a carriage.. Oh that would be perfect.." she grinned and relaxed in her stance as she looked around the dull lit room.

She grabbed the nearest broom and giggled as she began to dance with it in a ball room fashion. Doing a really basic box form "1...2...3.......1....2...3..." She would say as she spun round and round. Unsuspecting to anyone who may be entering. And it didnt bother her either.  A quiet sigh escaped her lips as music just.. played in her mind.