"...Um, what are you?" she asked.  It was worth a shot, right?

"I'm a siren," Cassandra said.

"I'm sure," Garnet said, rolling her eyes.

"Good, we understand each other," said Daphne.  "And my place.  And your place."

"Oh, all right," said Yasmin.  That was fine.  Sirens were, she vaguely recalled, predators on humans.  She could relate, even if Ghuls only rarely hunted live ones.

"And your friend?"

"She's a Dullhand!" Cassandra said.

"Dullahan ," Clair said.

"I doubt you do, since you're here talking to me," Garnet said.

"...I think you missed the point of the conversation," she sighed.  "Well, you'll figure it out.  Or you won't, and be very, very sorry."

"Oh, with the head coming off?" said Yasmin.  She vaguely recalled that part.  "That's interesting.  Are you undead, or some kind of spirit being?"

"I'm fey. I'm not sure where the humans got the idea we're undead," Clair said.

"The point where you implied I'd drop my clothes at the drop of a hat or when you called me an idiot?" Garnet asked.

"Oh, Fey!  Like a type of djinn from Europe," said Yasmin.  "That's so cool!"

"Ah, well, I suppose you're getting the hang of this, then," she said, smiling charmingly.  "By the by, your boyfriend, there, is looking like he wants to throw a desk at me or something.  You can handle stopping him, can't you?  A shame if I had to.  He might get in so much trouble..."

"Thanks. What about you, Rania?" Clair asked.

"I'm a sphinx," she said.

"Cool stuff."

"I can handle myself," Garnet said. "I'm not some trollish bimbo."

"Yes," said Yasmin.  "Let's all be friends, all right?"

"Not a troll, no," Daphne agreed.  "But can you handle him if he loses control again?  So awkward..."

"Sure, sounds good to me," Clair said as Cassandra nodded vigorously.

Garnet laughed.

"I think I could, yes."

"So, does anyone know what the teacher will be like?" Yasmin asked.  "I think this has to be a special class for our kind..."

Daphne gave her a measuring look.

"...You might make things interesting," she finally said.  "Not quite what I expected... well, we'll see if you can measure up.  You might surprise me, I suppose."

"You're probably right since you figured us out," Clair said. "As for the teacher; I have no idea."

"Trust me, I'm far from ordinary," Garnet said.

"But in this room, who is?" the girl asked.  "Or haven't you noticed?"

"I guess we'll find out," said Yasmin.  "So, are you from, um, families of your kind?"

She was, but she'd gathered that her family was more the exception than the rule.