It wasn't as though they were too bored, when the school year started and they all headed into classes. Naayab and Taijitu studied in special rooms - filled with other larger size students. The group bond didn't require each other at all times, after all.
But they did begin noticing the presence of shady types. Vocorr people, certainly. The school tolerated them as much as they would tolerate racist groups - they could have their own opinion but they didn't dare force it on anyone else. Magg thought it would be funny to see what would happen if they required the Vocorr plants to attend music classes.
It wasn't all fun and games though. Anima and Magg had to really watch out for themselves and their fellows - anyone who showed real promise in music or arts, they would be targeted. So they asserted that no one should wander alone.
While it seemed a little paranoid to some, the school administration took it seriously. Any threat to their students might put a serious mark on their records, any danger might spread into the city. They wouldn't have that. Then again, Carramba was such a school that they'd always dealt with cutting edge ideas, and always had some kind of looming threat. When the motto of the school included ideas of peace, freedom and equality - someone was bound to think "but not for those kinds of people".
Those kinds had once been black skinned. Those kinds had once been gays. Those kinds had once been furries, suddenly encroaching on once-Human territory. Those kinds were aliens, mages, dragons.
So Carramba was used to it, even if the individuals involved weren't. Anima and Magg had been used to it too, but not with a whole administration to back them up!
It was during Spring Break, while some were off celebrating wild egg-festivals or dancing with flowers in their hair or even attending church services, that Anima, Magg and their entourage discovered word of another odd bunch of dragons awaiting retrieval.
"It's at the Bower, we have to go!" Anima exclaimed, "I mean, there must be something cool, right?"
"We're plenty cool," Magg laughed. "But we can always stand more."
"MOAR!" Taijitu called in unison. Naayab chuckled quietly, slinking along wondering what the fuss was all about.
The fuss, it turned out, was over a number of extremely wiggly, limbless creatures. Shhee glanced over hir shoulder and gave the others a look. "We have way too many limbs, these hardly have any at all!"
They squirmed around, obviously aware of the people around them, but some unwilling to approach. There were several that Anima and Magg noted more so than others, echoed by Taijitu's pleasant rumblings. Naayab had hir own opinion about these creatures, mainly how would they hold a pencil in school?
