Mouth of the Dragon: Open, Regular

The first thing one could hear when Paige walked up to Elroy was the pair of love-birds chittering nervously followed by Paige's calm tone trying to soothe them. "It's okay, lovelies. I think we're almost there." Her accent could be mistaken as Australian and would convey sweetness, pleasantness and politeness - not at all at odds with her platinum hair that curled gently down her back, or the pristine cut of her black trousers or cream coloured silk blouse, nor the black riding boots that, surprisingly, had no evidence of dirt on them. Blue eyes would cut to Elroy, a brief moment of nervousness as she presses her lips together and her throat bobs as she swallows before her private school facade of pleasantness went firmly into place. "Hello." She said pleasantly as she comes to a stop a polite distance away from him, the corners of her mouth lilting up in a smile of welcome. "I'm Paige Green."

"Good afternoon, Professor Carbrey." She would carefully shift the weight of the gilded bird cage to her other hand before taking Elroy's hand in a firm but brief shake. "I am, yes. New Zealand, to be precise." The lovebirds chitter incessantly. "Forgive my ignorance, but General Magic? What does that entail?"

"Well, the basics are as good a place to start as any." She'd shift from one foot to the other, trying to shake off the exhaustion of travelling for so long - this discomfort never showed on her face, though. "Yes, please. That would be appreciated." Almost said in a rush of relief.

The birds chirped indignantly as though to answer his question. "I think I shall settle the birds in but I will return shortly to help greet the others." She carefully brought to the cage up as to not disturb them. "My parent's were to send my belongings ahead of me; I suppose I'll know if they arrived upon entering my room?"

"Very good." She said with obvious relief. "It's hard enough to move across the world, it would be worse if we didn't have those creature comforts to fall on during such a time." She cradled the bird cage in her arms and would give a small nod before disappearing. It would probably take her, realistically, 30mins to find her room and set up her birds with fresh food and water before she would return to wait with Elroy. "How long have you been teaching, Professor?"

She would give him a cursory once over to looks for any visible signs of this incident. "You seem to be in good form." Pulling the cardigan she grabbed from one of her boxes tighter around her shoulders. "I hope you're not resentful of your early retirement." She figured he'd tell her his incident if he felt the need but wouldn't pry.

She'd laugh softly at his wry comment. "And you'll never find a more eager student than that of one who has the unknown within her." Raising a shoulder. "I agree on the stepping stones of life. I think that's why I'm not too terribly upset about my leaving home to come here." A brief dark cloud crossed her face before it resume it's polite charm. "What was your reaction when you learned you were... Other?"

She pursed her mouth as she considered his question seriously. "Astral Projecting was such a normal thing for me that I never questioned I may be different until, well, until the wind played affect. Not sure why still." Here she raises a shoulder in semi-defeat, worrying her lip as she remembered all her classmates with their minor injuries. Poor Lily and her ribs. "I always just thought I was dreaming."

"Sometimes things that are normal to one person are strange to another. We'll help you to..." He sees the young man about to walk into the path of danger he will rise and his eyes will open wide. His eyes will turn orange from the centre out and then suddenly they won't be. Elroy will freeze like a statue he seems to be barely breathing.

Paige will see Evan's eyes turn orange as Elroy's eyes turn to their normal colour, a dark brown almost black.

Evan is still oblivious as he steps off the curb - the cyclist trying to turn his wheels in time, but it's almost as if the bike - and the cyclist - hit a wall before hitting Evan, sliding off it, and the cyclist ending up on the pavement. That finally gets Evan's attention and he pockets his cellphone with a guilty look.

"Oh, gosh, I'm so sorry, I didn't look where I was going, are you okay?" he asks the cyclist, stopping to crouch down and try to help the other boy up if he's not badly injured - which he doesn't seem to be, most of the inertia having dissipated before hitting the ground. The cyclist's confusion, however, is pretty clear on his face.

Elroy will suddenly move against and blink his eyes, the confusion is just a flicker. "You!" call over to Evan, he turns to Paige, "Everything will be alright." and marches over making sure the young man is on the side of the road safe before talking to him. "Are you in Magical Classes?"

Evan's stomach sinks and he looks at Elroy approaching with the expression of someone watching the headsman arriving for their execution. Even the cyclist seems a bit intimidated, mostly in that it's a teacher, and of the magical classes no less. He steps back once the cyclist is on his feet again and looks down at the ground, hang-dog expression on his face.

"Sorry sir, I know I should've been paying more attention," he says - his eyes having gone back to their stolid, average brown.

The cyclist is fine, aside from a slightly sore knee - it's a little scraped and tender, but isn't actively bleeding under the now-dusty uniform pants. He looks torn between confusion, growing annoyance, and now a little bit of satisfaction - at least the clueless idiot (Evan) is getting in trouble for not paying attention.

The cyclist blinks at that, kind of dumbstruck - but he nods. Yeah, makes everything make sense, to him at least.

Evan is dumbfounded and gapes at the teacher, mouth opening and closing like a gasping fish. Eventually he finds words.

"What? I don't have powers, I didn't even do anything!" he says, looking utterly bewildered, clearly unaware of his own effect on his surroundings. After all, how notable is not getting hurt?