Vitalè continued his existence, as much as he could that was. He found himself rather "marred" by the events that had transpired not all that long ago. He found himself now dealing with several "conditions" that he was forced to overcome and persevere, all the while he was forced to continue on with teaching his classes, balancing his professional career, hunting the vile filth of the night, and being one such filth himself. The sun beamed hot upon his fair and nearly pale vampiric skin, the blessing of his Juxtepositioning mutation allowing him to perfectly copy the human resistance to the sun's radiation, allowing him to appear and act as a human, avoiding suspicion totally. Though his proposition to have class outside on such a lovely day was perhaps not entirely suspicious, his desire to subtly prove himself was there, seeing as rumors of never seeing "Professor Vitalè" outside was now a popular rumor within the halls.
"Alright, now! I miei student! I know this is erm...strange but please pay no attention to the massive - ehehehe - panther playing with the...butterflies." He said, his students all laughing at the tomfoolery that was Jessie chasing insects. Vitalè could only laugh, though not at her, more at the fact she truly seemed to have no care in the world. What a wonderful and carefree life she must live. He turned around and noted a few of the students whispering. Thanks to his supernatural sensory, he managed to hear their comments about her being an idiot, or being stupid. Vitalè's violet colored eyes fell on them, his eyebrow arched as he stepped forward. "Oh? She is an idiot? She is childish and "stupid" as you say? Very well then, tell me Mr.Drew. What is the difference between a jaguar and a panther?" He asked, very causally, though the sharpness in his tone was enough to make it quite clear he was about to humiliate the young man.
"Well...eh.... they aren't from the same regions?" He would ask. Vitalè smirked and let out a little chuckle. The male knew that it was directed at him, and he began to shrink back, looking around nervously. Vitalè decided that he would be rather merciful, though he would ensure this never happened in his presence again. "Mr.Drew, I could call Miss Swift over here, and in an instant she would likely be able to list for me every...single difference between a jaguar and a panther, as well as be able to express the various differences in behavior and their hunting styles. She would likely be able to do that with several animals, even ones you've never heard of. You make idle comments about her in which are untrue. She is intelligent and in no way stupid...her knowledge and her behavior is geared more towards her mutation. She is having fun, doing as her mutation has her...just as an electrokinetic such as yourself accidentally fries a computer, or enjoys being out in the rain. I would not say that any of those things make you stupid...or childish. I would say those things make you YOU...just as THAT makes her HER." He said. He despised seeing children pick apart at each other. Especially mutant children, he looked to his watch and sighed, he had spent a little too much time making his point clear to the child.
"Well with that children I'm afraid we have no time left. I encourage you all to read the next chapter for class tomorrow. Before you all leave however I want you to take one thing from this class today. It has nothing to do with literature, but it has everything to do with life!" He said, all of the children stood but did not leave until after he looked over them all and finished his point. "The world will criticize you. The world will judge you and pick you apart for your gifts and talents. Mutants.... WE are hated and feared and we are isolated from the rest of humanity... why should we isolate ourselves from each other as they do to us? Do not isolate and pick apart at each other...for I promise you...Humanity will do enough of that for all of us. Good afternoon.... la mia famiglia." He said, even the children who did not speak his language were able to discern what he had said form the sheer likeness in sound. "la mia famiglia" or "my family" was as he had bid them farewell before he walked over through the gardens to sit upon a bench and cross a leg over his knee as he leaned back and watched his friend play with the insects.