With a BAMF and a smell of brimstone, Kurt appeared in the room and glanced around quickly with his best apologetic smile. The proctor, at least, looked as though he were probably fazed by nothing.
"Entschuldigung," he murmured, and even he wasn't sure whether he was apologizing for his abrupt appearance or for being late or for the fact that he looked like a furry blue demon. The answer was probably D. All of the Above.
Kurt quickly found a seat and opened his package to scan over the survey, which was more like a novel. He swept his pencil up with his tail and got to work, tapping the pencil thoughtfully against his cheek. This was going to take awhile.