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Name: Iaaaoh Rebecca Westwren III
Age: 24
Title: Miss
What students should call you: Miss Iaaaoh
Introduce yourself: Hello class, I'm Miss Iaaaoh. Or you can call me Miss Westwren. I really don't mind. I hope you enjoy my class, and if you need something, just raise your hand and I'll get to you. Let me put down some rules, though. I'm really strict here, and I expect to have an obedient class. I don't want to scare you, I just don't like unrullyness. As you'll notice, there are little boxes at the back of the class room with your names on them. That's where you can store all your stuff. You can put your binders under your desk if you want to, though. Also, please, I stress this, don't talk when somebody else is. That's about it, now let's get started.
What class do you teach?: Headmistress and Power Classes
What does your classroom look like?: The room is pretty blank. There are heavy, velvet, black curtains hanging on the windows, but not covering them fully. The room is a bit old-fashioned looking. The lamps hanging from the ceiling are chandeleers, and there are candles in each side of the room. Since the class begins with meditating, the lights (except the candles) must be off, and the curtains closed. The floor is made of a hard and smooth, dark wood. The walls are made of a wood that is about one shade lighter. There are pictures off important people, but only in the Westwren family. In the center front is a large wooden dest with a black covering. This is Iaaaoh's desk. It's very neat, and there is a candle in the shape of a skull burning hot, blue flames. The drawers are full of books and on her desk is a book about all the powers and a lesson plan. There is also a dried flower lying on her desk. On the left side there is a set of black and red pens. Also, this doubles over as the office for 'bad' students.
What do you look like?: Iaaaoh has long silver hair, and usually dresses in an old fashioned, French-like dress. It's made out of red and black velvet, and falls all the way to the floor so you can't see her black boots. The top is a black and dark gray striped corsett. The sleeves are made of velvet like the skirt and are, how you say, 'poofy'. She wears lots of fishnets. She has red eyes and a skull clip to keep here hair back. Picture

Name: Shiya Muerte
Age: 22
Title: Miss
What students should call you: Miss Shiya or just Miss M
Introduce yourself: Heya, kids! If you'll take your seats... Thank you! First things first. This is both the computer lab and the health room. So, I'd appreciate it a lot if you're all not typing and cruising the internet while I'm talking. It's just common sense, you know-- you might miss something! Anyways. I'm Shiya Muerte; Miss Shiya to you. Or, if you'd prefer the simpler version, Miss M. Once you're done with your work you can play on the computers or talk -- quietly! -- with other students who are finished. And try to stay in your seats and keep the horseplay to a minimum... the school's got some very nice and VERY expensive equipment in this room, so let's try to keep it all neat and working, okay? Everyone with me? Good, then we can start learning!
What class do you teach?: Computer Tech / Health
What does your classroom look like?: Walking into Shiya Muerte's room gives a near immediate sense of calm. The walls are painted a soft sky blue with a few puffy clouds, lined with cords and power outlets. The ceiling is painted the same way, broken only by two skylights and a few harsher flourescent lights that she only turns on during overcast or stormy days. The room has four wall-to-wall rows split down the center for a walkway, each with three computers on either side. The teacher's desk is at the front of the room by the door and, although the rest of the room is spotless, this particular desk is dominated by a kind of orderly chaoticness. Though covered in papers, she seems to have no problem finding anything. The only thing clear of the clutter is the computer on the other half of the desk.
What do you look like?: Miss Shiya may look like she's formally dressed at first glance, but on closer examination it becomes apparent that she prefers to be wash-and-go. Her brown hair, though long, is twisted into a single, simple braid that goes down her back, mostly to keep it out of her face. Her outfit is similarly simplistic, made up of a pair of slacks and a dress shirt, but never of materials that would find a trip through the washing machine and dryer disastrous. Alert brown eyes and a friendly smile complete the picture, welcoming all students into her classroom.