Mind you behavior (open)

[Sleeps]

The sound of Clacking heels could have hardly been heard due to the loud scream and yelling of the hyper children that formed a teen mosh pit in the center of the room. As Dai reached the front of the room she slid out her chair slowly as if to give the kids time to notice that she was in the room. She then reached to the far left side of her long desk picking up a wooden block that had a gold painted metal sign bolted to it that read "Dai Cho". She then placed it front and in the center of the desk with a soft but firm tap which caught the attention of some of the children as they ran to their chairs.

Just as the last one who had noticed her sat down she looked around the room to see that there were still quite a few kids still talking lifting her left hand over her head she snapped as all the noise in the room stopped. The only sound that could be heard was the footsteps of the few children that were walking to their seats. A smile arose on her face as she placed both palms on the desk. Leaning most of her body weight on the table.

"Good morning Class!"

She said in a normal overly jovial teacher sounding voice. She then pushed herself up and walked around the left side of the table as she placed her right hand on her hip. And her left hand brushed her long black silky hair out from in front of her darkly colored honey eye. She then noticed that she didn't have her glasses on as she peered out into the class to see that the boys began to eye her in a sexual manner and the girls began to look at her in shock. No one inside the school had ever seen her with her glasses off so it was new to all of them. Quickly she put them on as the male gazes then faded down a little as a whisper was heard for then back saying that Dai still looked hot. Dai cleared her throat as she began to speak.

"I have something special planned for you today. But before they come in let me tell you a little bit about what he does."

Dai had now made it to the front of her desk as she leaned back on it her lab coat had bushed up againt the desk just before she leaned back a little more on the desk.

"Today we have a Psychologists coming to talk to you class, feel free to ask questions" she said with a smile. "What is a Psychologists well let me tell you a few fun facts about these people." Her eyes lit up slightly as she again started to speak.

"About 4 out of 10 psychologists are self-employed, compared with less than 1 out of 10 among all professional workers. Most specialists, including clinical and counseling psychologists, need a doctoral degree; school psychologists need an educational specialist degree, and industrial-organizational psychologists need a master’s degree. Competition for admission to graduate psychology programs is keen.
Overall employment of psychologists is actually expected to grow faster than the average for all occupations in the 2 or three years. And if you don't watch out he just might destroy your mind."

Dai then began to laugh as so did some of the kids a few other decide that it was not funny and keep the face that they had shown since the begin of class. Dai then waited a few second to see if he was ready to enter the class room, if not she would continue to talk out the man’s job.

[Lionheart]

Ken had no clear idea of how he got into this situation, well he did, but it seemed more that he got dragged into it by anything else. He normally lived in Karakura Town, but had come to Tokyo for a few days to visit his mom. After his visit he must have run into someone at the local high school and began to talk, before he even knew it Ken had agreed to visit a class and talk aobut his profession.

Today he had come to the school prepare to see what he could teach to some of the kids. He was definetly not a teacher, but maybe he could help them in some way. Ken was wearing his normal clothes, seeing no need to dress up to visit a school. He wore a long-sleeved white turtleneck sweeter and loose fitting blue jeans. Ken also made sure to spike up his hair that morning, hoping the teacher was good looking.

He let out a long sigh as he waited by the door of a high school classroom and listened to the teacher. For some reason, talking infront of a class seemed to bring him back to his school days. He never was a shy person, but nobody could get infront of that many people and not get nervous. He was suddenly jerked back into reality when the teacher said something back him being able to destroy their minds. After this was said, Ken let out a large snicker which could have probably been heard in the classroom, she did not know how correcyt she was in that statement.

Anyway, he let out a long breath that he was holding and slowly walked into the classroom. He gave a nod to the teacher, who look really not much older than himself. At the mere age of 25, he was probably not what the students had expected. Ken smirked slightly as he imaginated the faces of the kids if some old guy walked in, but instead they got a quite handsome young guy, who looked fresh out of college.

Ken clasped his hands together before he spoke, "Hello, I'm Yutaka Kokogara, but please just call me Dr. Koko. A little about myself before I start to explain what I do. I'm half Japanese and half American, and was born and raised in Tokyo. In fact, this is the same high school that many of my friends went to when we were teenagers. After graduation, due to my American father's help, I was able to go over to the United States and study psychology at James Madison University in Virginia. While it usually takes about four to six years to obtain a masters degree, because of my natural ability to understand minds and a little hard work, I was able to get my masters in only two years. Anyway, I moved back to Japan after graduating, but went to Karakura Town and opened up my own psychology clinic where I work by myself."

After running his right hand through his shiny blonde hair he began to speak again, "Well, psychology is the science of understanding the mind, how it works, and how it interacts with the rest of the body. Now in particular, I'm a clinical psychology which includes the study and application of psychology for the purpose of understanding, preventing, and relieving psychologically-based distress. In other words, I use my understanding of the mind to help people that come to me through emotional stress or psychological disorders. While many clincal psychologists work with groups, I work with a patient one on one. This way I can have a nice conversation with that patient and get to know them personally in order to help them more efficiently."

Ken looked over at the teacher and gave a small nod, not knowing what she was and not knowing that he was giving off a pretty good amount of spiritual pressure. "What kinds of questions do you all have specifically? And, if you would like I could observe someone in this classroom and give you an example of how I work. Any of you that wish to be consulted with, or maybe I could study your lovely teacher," he said giving the students a slight wink and the teacher a seemingly innocent smile.

[Sleeps]

As the young man walked in Dai eye brow rose, she was not really sure how the guy would look due to the fact she only just received the news this morning on the phone. To her surprise it was a man that looked around her age even though she was old enough to be his one of his ancestors. He enters the room peacefully and began to speak as if he did the time after time. He told the kids about is life in a short few words, but yet it seemed to get the girls a little getty. The boys also thought that he was cool because of the fact that he went to the State for school.

When he started to speak about his work a few girlish giggle came from the class as he said he worked one on one with his patients. They class was listing to his every word as if he were famous. Yet in their eye was he had traveled the world even though it was not that many places, he had gone where none of them had gone before. Just as he asked if anyone had question hands shot up all over the place.

A young girl stood up to get quick attention of the man. "Mr. Koko (hehehe) how you get your hair like that?" she said as she gave him a huge smile. Before Koko could say a word a boy stood up and asked "What’s the States like man are the Girls hot?"

Dai then pushed herself to her feet without saying a word as the students sat down and continued to listen. Her eyes told them not to ask question like that while at the same time her eyes looked as if encouraged them to ask the question again.

As Koko who was now looking at Dai as the class also wanted to see him do what he is good at on their teacher. Dai returned the smile to Koko as she gazed at the class then back to him.

"Well the class really wants to see it, and I want to test your skill myself" she said as she felt the pressure he had release. Dai made sure to keep hers hidden, she did not want anything crazy to start up.

[Reven]

Loud foot steps could be heard through out the halls as Hiro ran at top speed towards his next class in his gigai knowing that he was late while holding a shinai(practice sword) his right hand. "Why dose my coach make us put away our kendo equipment when the bell for school to start rings? Just because the rest of my teammates need a little more practice doesn't mean that he should deprive us of the time we need to get to class. Because of him, I wasn't able to put away my shinai" complained Hiro as he continued to run, but he slid across the hall and passed the door of his class room in an attempt stop himself. Once he stopped, he walked towards the door as he started to breath heavily, and when he opened it, he noticed a man with blond hair that he had never seen before talking to the class about something that he really wasn't paying attention to since his main concern was being late.

Hiro then walked up to Dai as his breathing started to come back to normal, and once he got up to her, he said while taking his responsibility for being late as a student "I'm sorry I'm late Mrs. Cho, but my coach didn't want us to put away our kendo equipment until the bell rang for school to start since some of us need a bit more practice. I will come after school to detention of course, but I will try to persuade him not to do that again once I'm done with your detention"

ooc:Hiro doesn't know about the double life your character is living, so he basically thinks that his teacher having the same name as one of the members of the vizard council is just an coincidence.

[lanzthebetrayed]

A blast of howling wind hit it's peak, sounding as if a jet was rushing over the roof of the school, and sending the figment's bloodied ethereal shihakushō whipping about sporadically for a moment. After leaving his mortal coil eighty something years ago, he had learned that Japan was a source of beings with high potential for spiritual awareness. Thus, after a brief period studying Japanese, though his accent is still horrid and crude, a now rogue spirit came here where his activities would be least noticed.
Alto Devous was what they had called him, but it had been so long since returning to his gigai, that the melancholy creature had not heard that title for a while. Not that it mattered, he preffered the silence.
Alto busied himself by roaming the city, and studying the powerful raitsu's he could sense. However, it annoyed him somewhat that most of them seemed to eminate from the school and it's younger population. Of course Tokyo was an option too, but it was far more difficult to blend in there, and the place was confusing, noisy and crowded, several qualities Alto wasn't fond of. A schoolyard full of youngsters wasn't much better. Alto rolled his eyes.
From a distance, to anyone who could be aware of him, he might have been mistaken for a wounded Soul Reaper, the symbol of Lieutenant clear in the center of his back, and a crude, jagged blade at his hip. Though close up, the boney mask that conceiled one side of his face, and like a creeping moss, had began upon the other. Alto had only torn enough away enough at the time when the mask had been created, saved from a previous battle, to leave his right eye exposed, and he liked the look.
Like a hawk he poised himself at the corner of the roof, an invisible gargoyle sentry, waiting patiently.

[GoldenKitten]

Moved to Dead RP's.