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(Feel free to reply to either character, I figured it'll give some options. Also don't feel as if you need to match my replies in length....sometimes I get carried away and write too much...yep definitly wrote too much. Sorry! Like I said, you don't have to match my replies. Just a few sentences or something is fine!)

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The café was quiet, making it a good place to get in some work Crevan still had for his classes in the university. The café was a popular place during lunch and dinner times, but this early in the morning it was pleasently empty for the most part. The owners, an older alpha and omega couple, were behind the counter getting prepped for the upcoming day. Every once in a while the omega would approach Crevan and offer him another cup of coffee when his cup was near empty, which he accepted gratefully.

Crevan chewed on the end of his pencil lightly, staring out the window where he had clear view of the park in the center of the community. A few parents were already up with their young children, outside chatting away while their children played together and enjoyed the warm morning. It was slightly distracting and keeping him from finishing his work more quickly. On top of that, it didn't help that he'd been paying close attention to the calander and knew that his dreaded heat was just around the corner.

The sound of a cup clinking against the table startled him out of his own thoughts and Crevan jumped, looking up to meet the grey eyes of the omega owner.

"Sorry to startle you," he apologized, offering the red head a small smile. "Here's your coffee."

Crevan waved off the apology and nodded, "It's alright, thank you." He grabbed the mug and blew on the steaming liquid as the other omega walked off back behind the counter. Crevan's green eyes going back to the window, watching the other residents of the community go about the start of their day.

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Despite how early it was in the morning, Ace was already in the lounge of the university. He relaxed against the sofa inside, feet propped up on the coffee table in front of him, appearing as if he owned the place with his lack of regard. What few other professors were already there were getting ready for their classes today. Every once in a while someone would come in to use the photocopier in the room he was in and he'd watch them from the corner of his eye as he flipped though tests he was grading until they left. He ran a hand through his dark silver hair while his dark eyes scanned the pages in front of him.

A younger student whom he didn't quite recognize peeked his head into the lounge and seemed to shrink against the gaze Ace turned on him. "Can I help you?" the Fallen asked, raising an eyebrow over the top of the papers.

"Ah, Mr. Smith," stammered the dark haired student, keeping outside the room at the uncomfortable atmosphere around the professor. "I just wanted to tell you Ziya won't be in class this week. I'm sure you can guess why..." his voice died away and he waited for a moment to see if the professor would answer. When he got no answer from Ace he disappeared back the way he came just as quickly as he appeared.

The Fallen sighed, letting his head fall back against the sofa. "Pity," he muttered to himself. "The rest of the students couldn't write a decent paragraph to save their lives."

A laugh came from behind his sofa, and he turned his head to see another professor standing behind him shaking his head. "You should be kinder to the students," Conor mentioned offhandedly, sipping coffee from a mug. "You'd have more students in your class, then you may find someone with talent. It's bad enough that the Dean would see you fired if he weren't so afraid of what you'd do to him afterwards."

Ace chuckled at the comment, nodding his head. "Job security," he commented with a wave of his head.