The First Day of Something New

Topic is deticated to: @Maya "Evron"
Date + Time July 1st + Before Noon
Place + Weather Entrance to the academy + Cloudy, but it's still nice
Clothes: Dark Pants, Sweater and Coat Link
- Other: French Accent, 2,10 meters tall & Scent of a Beta Werewolf
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He'd been in England for a few months now, wanting to learn how Gaia was built up, and then all his and Florence things had to sent over, and certain things were to be made before he could officially move into the academy. Though he had now moved in, and all his things were placed and it also appeared he had a roommate, though he had yet to actually met the guy. It had been told, that he would be shown around the school, so he would become more familiar with the place, and living there would fairly easy. Of course, the whole language thing could be a problem at the time, because even though he spoke English rather fluently, he was French by birth, and certain words would be hard for him to pronounce. Florence would often make fun of him because he wasn't nearly as good at English, as she herself was. His gaze looked around the view, that he had from the position he sat at. He'd been told to wait by the entrance, so now he was sitting on the stairs, leading into the academy itself, waiting for whoever was sent to show him around.

She had been asked if she wanted to show one of the new students around. Levi, the Headmaster had thought it would be a good idea, and perhaps she could even make some new friends. Maya through, almost ran late to and came running across the schoolyard - as fast as she could run in heels. How someone ran around in these all day was a miracle. She smiled widely at the tall werewolf who sat and waited for her. Maya took a deep breath in, and thanked she actually did her cardio training. "Sorry If I'm late," she ran a hand through her long wavy hair and gave the stranger an half smirk. She held her hand out to greet him, "I'm Maya. Welcome to the Athena Academy," she looked back at the great large academy that already housed hundreds of different students. She knew enough werewolves now to identify them, but her new sense of smell helped her along. She herself knew she had a weird almost unknown scent, Dean hadn't known what it was. At least not till before after Maya figured out the truth about herself. "Well, let's get this tour thing started. I have to confess, it is my best tour - but I do know every secret corner of this place," she winked a little proudly of herself and tilted her head. "What do you want to see first, anything you been curios about?"

He'd been in his own thoughts, so when someone suddenly came over to him and then started talking, he didn't really know if it was him she talked to. So he actually for just the briefest of moments, looked behind him, as if it was someone else she may be talking to. Though it appeared to be him, so with a smile gracing his lips, he stood up in his full height, towering over her quite a lot "No, it's fine, I got to look at this beautiful view" he looked around the yard, before looking at her "I'm Eliyah," he took her hand, and gave it a squeeze, as he looked down her with a smile. He was very tall, but he was anything but a sweetheart, like a big teddy bear in the shape of a man.
"Well I'm glad to be your first then, then we can have some fun together," he chuckled, thinking his own joke must be funny, though he wasn't really the funniest person ever "No, I don't think so, let's just start at the beginning?" he suggested, as he wasn't so sure as to what he would ask, and what he did want to ask, seemed...maybe too personal, for something right away.

Everyone but Maya always seemed to be tall, but she had stopped paying to much attention to it. It was only when people made a big deal out of her height it, but it rarely happened or at least Maya didn't pay attention to it. She smiled at him, Maya had a good day, she felt calm and collected - which wasn't a normal task, but she tried to make it a habit. "I'm always fun to be around, or at least I would like to think so," she added with a little smirk. Start at the beginning, Maya looked around them and nodded to herself. "Well, this is the entrance. There are two ways to enter the Academy, from here and behind in the garden. However, this is more practical," she looked back at him and smiled, "at least till you learn your way and can sneak around," she chuckled lightly to herself. "But let's go inside and have a look around," she moved towards to big doors and entered the great hall. "If you follow the stairs you will get to the other floors, however, my personal favorite is just behind the door in the back," she explained and grabbed his arm for him to tag along her. "On your left is the loo, and right here, art class," Maya let go of his arm again and opened the door to the art classroom. The smell of paint hit her nose and made her smile wider. "Do you paint?" She asked and looked back at him, wondering who he was and what he liked to do.

He chuckled as she confirmed being a fun person "I'm sure you're quite funny," he said teasingly, but also with a kindness in his eyes, as he did not mean it in a cruel or harmful way. When she started explaining certain things, he got a bit more serious, and this appeared in the form of a small frown between his eyebrows, though it did smooth out shortly after "Sneaking could be of use," especially if he needed to get out on a full moon, in which he would ask her later if there was a place to change, if one was a werewolf. As she walked inside, he followed her close behind, which would look fun as he was a great deal taller than her, but he didn't mind, as his sister Florence, wasn't that tall either. He tried following along, and also listen at the same time, but when she suddenly took his arm, he raised his eyebrow slightly, though he didn't mention anything of it "Yes, I love art. I've painted most of my life," he said with a great smile on his lips. Florence had always been more academically, whereas he himself had been more artistic, wanting to live his life by his music.

Maya liked the idea of people having been able to express themselves since they were young. She had never had the same chances of freedom as other kids, so she liked to learn about other peoples lives. "Art and music is sorta my escape from reality," she confessed and breathed out as she realized it was a rather personal statement to throw out. "I don't know if that sounds completely silly, but, I guess that is just how I cope with life," she giggled a little, covering up the traumas from her past with a little smirk. "What classes are you gonna take?" She then asked and wondered if they had shared interests other than painting. Maya was going to be on her last year, which was crazy. However, Levi had been talking about perhaps, she could be a helping teacher in art or music class next year. It was something she was still thinking about, because the Academy was a form of safe space and she wasn't ready to just roam the unknown world yet.

His gaze didn't leave her, as she told how music and art was her way to go from the chaotic world to one that may be more pleasant than everything else "I don't think that sounds silly at all, art and music is a wonderful way of coping with life. I can't say I have the most complicated life, mine is rather boring compared with others, but Art or music have always been my way of feeling something like I can be something," a gentle smile came to his lips, and he really did understand her, and why she used these amazing things as a coping mechanism. At least they were good coping mechanisms and not one of those that could be harmful "We don't know each other, so feel free to say no, but if you ever feel like the world is just too chaotic, I'm always open to jam, or be the ugly model you can paint." He struck a pose and then chuckled "But with all jokes aside, I'm here if you ever need to get away from everything," the smile seemed to get bigger, and his eyes kinder as if he truly wanted to help her, should she ever get in trouble or feel like everything was too much.
As the conversation suddenly came to which kind of classes he was to take, he had to think for just a moment, not really knowing what he should take "I suppose Art and Music would be amongst them, but other than that I have yet to chose," he grimaced, knowing Florence probably already chosen so many, and she would mock him for not having anything chosen. But he knew when he'd gotten settle in, that the classes wouldn't be as hard, as he might have thought.

She didn't understand where his kindness came from, it was unexpected. Like he said, they didn't know each other - why would he offer so much of himself for her? That type of loyalty and friendliness wasn't new, but she still had no idea how to take it in and actually believe it was real. Him striking a pose made her laugh softly, almost forgetting that she had to react to his offer. "Why though?" She asked looking a tiny bit confused. It was clear she wasn't used to that kind of gesture, perhaps from close friends - but even those there was only a few of. "Not to sound like I don't appreciate it," she then confessed and took a sharper breath in, "I guess you are the first one to really offer that," Maya confessed. She had her best friend, and they had connected through the tragedies of their lives. He seemed so calm and genuin, she liked that.
As she shifted the topic to the glasses she nodded. "They are my favorite, the teachers are great. I'm going to start my final year after summer, but the Headmaster has asked me to think about assisting in teaching after," she informed with a little smirk. "But I also like painting after school, so perhaps I will take you up on that offer," she added with a cute little half smirk.

He wasn't surprised by Maya's question, as it had been quite sudden and they hadn't even known each other for more than maybe half an hour. Though it had just been something he did, Florence often called him a idiot faible, which would roughly translate to a weak idiot, since he appeared to be nothing like one would expect from a Beta werewolf. Sometimes he'd wondered why he was a Beta, since Florence was much more brutal, even if her bubbly person would say otherwise. He was the more soft and creative of them, which was something Florence teased him with, while also not being mean about it "I don't know, I suppose if my life was chaotic, I would want someone else to do the same thing for me," he shrugged, not really sure what else to say "And art is a good way to create connections with others, on a different plane than a normal conversation." Art and music were amazing, and it really gave a way to connect the souls of people, even if their hubbies may not be alike.
"Well, life does have a lot of first times, and as I said it's okay if you say no, I shall try to contain my heart aches," he laid a hand on top of his heart, and then laughed, even though he did mean she could just say no, and he wouldn't hold it against her. He made an impressed expression when she told how the headmaster, had asked if she wanted to assist in teaching "Wow that's pretty cool, can't say I've done or gotten anything as impressive. I think the only impressive thing in my life, was when a lady at a restaurant thought I was 12, and I got my meal cheaper when I was 15 years old," he chuckled and shrugged "In no time, you're gonna be way too cool for me." He had a teasing smile on his lips.

She blinked a few times, as his words slightly surprised her - but they made her smile. "I get that," even through Maya had a chaotic life, she still tried her best to be there for everyone. With all the bad stuff she had done under the military's command, being good to the people who needed help, was the least she could do. Art and music was how she had connected with her roommate Calla, Calla had lived a way more chaotic life than Maya, but at least they spoke the same language. "I would only saw no, if I wasn't interested," she pointed out with a wider smile. "Can't start a reputation as a heart breaker around here," she chuckled a bit. Maya wasn't impressed by herself a lot, her biggest accomplishment was running away from the military and taking life into her own hands. She had a head start being 'adopted' by the Headmaster and living under his roof. "Don't get too impressed, I'm his daughter-ish," however, she did know he would have offered it, if he didn't think she could handle it. "Try being this short, I think I could score us some kid meals," she giggled at her comment. People often thought she was younger than she actually was, depending how she dressed for the day. "Which reminds me, there is a few good coffee shops down town. Most students here go to juice stop between breaks or after school," Maya personally didn't. She knew Aaron wasn't working there anymore because he had left to study abroad - but going there still ached a bit in her heart. "But there is also some cool more chill ones. Sometimes it's nice not being too crowded, you know?"

She took a deeper breath in and looked at him for perhaps a second to long, then she removed her eyes to the door. "You wanna see the music room?" - "or I can show you, your dorm room?" She suggested looking back at him.

He liked the fact, that she didn't seem annoyed by his form of humour, as Florence often called it the worst type of jokes, and she would ask him to just shut up. So that she just laughed nu his attempts at jokes, made him like her rather fast, and she seemed rather nice, even if she did question his sudden attempt at being kind. A laugh escaped his lips, and he looked at her with a big smile on his lips, and the thought of them getting along rather well, did come to his mind "I'm sure he didn't just think of this position for you because you're his surrogate daughter," he quickly pointed out, now he didn't know much of her academical skills, but he was sure the Headmaster wouldn't just give it to her, due to whatever kind of relationship the two of them had.
He chuckled when she said, that due to her height she could probably get them, kid meals "I didn't grow to this height, until I was 16, before that I hade the same height as my sister," and how she wouldn't shut up about it, them having been the same height before he then suddenly grew quite a lot. He remembered how the first year was strange because he had to get used to this new height.
He raised an eyebrow, just as she began explaining about the different places, one could go to if the student needed to eat or relax outside the school "that's good to know." He could possibly need a place to relax, or somewhere to do his homework if the library wasn't nearly as inviting. Instead of saying yes or no, to which place they should go to now, he thought for a moment, if he should actually ask the question he wanted "Is there a place for werewolves to change?" he finally asked, as his eyes met with her.

Perhaps he was right, and perhaps he wasn't. Maya didn't know the truth and what she could believe in that matter. She just wanted to be happy and happiness seemed so hard to grab. Eliyah made her smile, somehow there was this calming feeling from his aura. It made her feel like she had connected with someone her soul perhaps knew in another life - if people believed in that. "Dude, your sister most have been so pissed when you grew over her," she added with a laugh just imagining it. Maya had never really had any biological siblings - that she knew of. So she imagined it like she imagined most things in her life. She was getting quite good at that. Then he asked about stuff for the werewolves.
"Yes, there is a smaller basement or it isn't really small, but you know. However, there is a wood area for the packs I think," she knew Dean liked taking his members to the cabin and practice control. "However, there is plenty of packs here I can show you some of them and they will help you with everything you need."