When it changes [Class 1-M only!]

Davana of Instinct

"...What?"

He thought out loud, as he saw a band laying on the ground in front of him. As he did so, his focus viewed in on the band, consuming his entire mental plane as he beheld the headband. He began to move faster, dashing forwards as without thinking about it his hand swung down, gripping onto the headband. His entire body shivered with anticipation as his legs gripped down on the ground below him, increasing in strength as he looked straight up.

And then, without warning, he shot up into the air, his short black hair swinging lightly around his head as he reached the window he was required to go in, breaking through the glass of the window... by smashing into it from both sides with his hands. Without warning, the glass blew out from behind him, as all the shards flew into a nearby tree, not a single one missing it or harming a single student as he rolled into the room, leaping up a single time as he landed on the side of a girl sitting at a desk. She had a catholic uniform on, not that Saver had any freaking idea what was that. "...What?" he asked again, the hair band held out in his hand in front of the girl, looking down at her with a somewhat blank look on his face, but knowing this was where he needed to be.

"Here." He said, as he handed her her headband. As he went to do so, his hand over-extended, as the band began shifting onto the girl's head. The band slid in easily between her hairs, landing PERFECTLY on top of her head just the way she was used to and liked it. He didn't know why he did that either; but he really didn't care, he was simply going with what his instincts told him. He was completely impartial to every other person in the room, looking only at the girl, but not to put pressure on her. In fact, his eyes had a bit of a vacant gaze in them, to be completely honest.

He thought about the entire reason he was here; he had joined this school to try to find a person to... bind to? Was that it? He had no idea; he only knew that his registration had been done sporadically, just like everything else he had ever done. And for some reason, this girl gave him pause; and he was even more confused as to why he had picked up the headband. Maybe there was a reason for it? In the end with his experience, there was always something more to it. Screamer was on his back as always, the blade open to everyone in its sheathe, but seeming as it it were lazily duck-taped shut. That was another thing that Saver had sensed; for some reason he had to make it so that while he was in this school he didn't get out his blade.

"Who are you?" He asked, looking down to her again, standing up at six feet and still looking somewhat confused. "Hi. I'm Saver. Do you need any help?" He asked her, trying to find out why he wanted to ask her that, and more specifically, why he had the burning desire to introduce her to every one of the boys in the class.

Davana of Instinct

He blinked at the girl who had just approached him, furrowing his brow as he looked at her, taking the flower from her hands. "...What?" He asked her simply, before without warning his hands moved towards Koko again, putting the flower there, blinking. "That is right... Koko might like a friend, wouldn't you think." He said simply, blinking at the resulting deep blush on Koko's face. He merely turned around to the angry girl, tilting his head the other way.

"...Because Koko dropped her headband and I was returning it to her..." He said simply, seeming to think with a pause upon his form. As he turned around to face her he felt his sword rest against Koko's side, which caused him to pause again, looking back at her. He saw that she was sinking in her seat, when suddenly his eyes opened wide for some reason, and he moved his hand, before suddenly he sat back on the ground, his entire body moving so that his head was level with Koko's, as he was now sitting on the floor.

"...Am I blue enough to get rid of your red?" He asked the girl, as without warning suddenly from absolutely NOWHERE something shot out of thin air, landing firmly in Koko's lap. It was a little teddy bear, which simply had the words "relax" written on its stomach, and it was in a hugging position. Saver merely blinked at the teddy bear, looking up to her eyes again. Meanwhile, from the left side of him something ELSE shot out, headed directly for the punk girl. It was none other then a completely restored part of the thing she had just damaged as a result of Saver's presence. What was going on here? Quite frankly, Saver's concept had been reacting. She was tense and nervous, s he was giving her something to try to calm down, in addition to shooting the girl who wasn't helping her nerves something to calm her down as well. Did he do this on purpose? Hell no. he had no idea what the hell he was doing; his body was doing it for him, his concept generating the needed items to resolve his presence from his inner world.

The bear also had a kind of calming quality to it, as Saver looked over at the teacher. "...Did I do something bad? I'll fix it...." He said simply, standing up and moving towards the window with his massive hiehht. As he did so, from his body but out of view of all the others shot a strange amount of glass, which mended itself into place to satisfy the missing glass. Saver tilted his head at this as well, before walking across the room and sitting down in a chair far away from the rest of the class, staring up dimly at the ceiling, having ended up right next to the rowdy girl. The effects of his actions were clear to everyone but himself.

First, he had diffused the situation which he himself had elaborately caused when his spirit detected that it was wrong. In addition, he had deflected Naia over to Koko, his instinct knowing now they had PLENTY to talk about and that more likely then not they would turn out to be great friends. Finally, he had sent something over to the psycho chick, most likely pacifying her if she had any sense. He continued staring forwards, although it was obvious to anyone who wasn't paying attention to the class that his eyes weren't really focusing on anything in particular.

Finally, the teacher blinked, pushing up his glasses and clearing his throat. "Well... If all that hustle and bustle is over... " He said, knowing how messed up the children at this school could be as he clapped his folders together, before going at the board to start the class.

Saver found a pen and paper on his desk, and didn't stop to think how they had gotten there.