Entering into the classroom izrael was awed by the advancements made by the university. Students no longer had to bring there own computer or laptops they were provided and put into the longed tables. There seemed to be over 150 seats not even half which had been filled. Even though he wasn't ranked in the top three he had managed to pass himself off without trouble as an active criminal justice major. This was the only real experience he ever had being in school since any record of him had been erased or deleted. Learning was what he seemed best at and this university gave him just that opportunity. As of late he went by name of israel like the country. Criminal Psychology and Forensic Science courses were merged to save time and funding for the school. Izrael took one of the front row seats near the middle of the table. Logging on he used his student ID and major to look through criminal files. Since this course had do with the criminal mind the information was public and that he couldn't be mad at.

*Yuiko stumbled through the door, completely lost and hopeless. She didn't have any idea where she was, who she was, or what she was doing here*

???

The professor the young lady stumble through the door and raised an eyebrow at the pecuilar sight. "Young lady this class is for those interested in criminal justice if your lost please leave immediately." the man was mean, with a clean suit and serial killer smile. Israel raised his hand to the professor "Sir is she the investigator to give the lecture today?" he asked. The students were allowed mentors and individuals who had live experience in the department to come and speak.

*Yuiko shook her head to clear her thoughts and remembered she did work for an organization of investigation, but she still could not remember anything else. She descided saying nothing would be the smartest idea.*

..............

The man looked over the young woman and couldn't seem to understand why she was here. "Are you the mentor for today or just another student?" he asked strictly. Izrael waited patiently for the young lady to answer after all he was the only without a mentor and she might suit him.

*Yuiko began to grow very hating toward him. He had no right to be so strict to a young girl as herself whenshe couldn't even remember her own name. So, she just gave up the silent act*

Do you know why I am here? *She was talking to Izrael*

Looking around the room towards the other students they were as confused as he was. Since she seemed to look his direction that gave him the instant clue he was only one she could be talking too. "Well if your student you must be here to learn and if your an investigator, forensic scientist, or lawyer you must be here to lecture or be one of our mentors." he replied in his mouse like voice.

*Yuiko growled very quietly and felt the blade on the scythe she carried behind her in one hand dig into her hip slightly. She shifted her weight to one foot.*

I am an investigator, sir...

Seeing how she shifted her foot from one to the other with her hips izrael instinctively put his gun held in his jacket closer to him. For reasons he couldn't explain a weapon of any kind to him was a sign that he needed to be prepared for whatever was to come. "Well you must be my mentor miss." he said with a sincere enough smile. He stood up logging off the computer in front of him. "As students we follow our mentors around for the day taking notes."

*Her quick, sharp eyes saw that he had seen her scythe, and she sighed. She hated when it intimidated people. The scythe was only for protection, something that had been in the family forever.*

Ah, very well....But, it hardly seems right. After all, I am a bit younger than you.

Walking down the steps izrael walked down the steps to stand in front of the yound lady. "Well you must be very good at your job to have this one at such a young age." he replied. Putting his hands in his pockets he waited for her to give orders and waited patiently with a brief case bag filled with files. The informatio was the best in calss and the notes neatly written and organized by status and crime.

*Yuiko leaned against her scythe slightly ad felt the edge bite into her skin*

I am not the most clever, no. But, I do have my uses. You just need to find them.

*She sighed and the scythe just dissappeared into thin air, as though it were never there, except for the cuts on her hands. She looked at her bleeding palm and licked it. Blood never ceased to amaze her with it's bright colors.*



(Yes, Yuiko is blood-crazy XD)

"Well is our first stop?" he asked curiously. As far as izrael was concerned no one notice the scythe or her licking her hands they were waiting for ther won mentors to arrive or looking through the computer for information. His eyes didn't stare at blood and the gun he had in his should holster he hid well enough. "Can't wait to find out your uses." he told her smiling.

((I'm crazy for root beer it's similar because you can drink both.))

I don't know....
*Yuiko mumbled something only he could hear.*
Do you know who I am? Do you know why or how I got here?
*Yuiko looked utterly confused and anxious, frowning depessingly*

"We can find out if you want. Our teacher says that whatever our mentors want us to do wether look up information or help them we do it. You say your an investigator so I guess we find who you are now. Is that what you want?" he asked. Questions like this were brought up constantly in japan where individuals were either killed or forgotten.

((She isn't going to like kidnap me, or kill me and eat my soul right?))