Sophia | Sitting Room - Outside | Mentions: Sigrid

Sophia sort of lazily plucked the piece of paper out of the air as she sat comfortably in a large lounging chair. The name on the paper was familiar. She knew Sigrid from previous years classes, but the two never really talked, and certainly weren't anything more than classmates, but that was for the moment. As roommates, it would be crucial for them to get along, and it wasn't like Sophia didn't already get along well with most everyone. She wasn't too worried about anything pertaining her new roommate, though there was always the chance that their personalities just clashed while living in such close proximity with another. Sophia just shrugged to herself before standing up from her seat, deciding to make the best of her first day ans spend the day reconnecting with the peacefulness that stood outside of the seemingly small hut. She slowly made her way outside, weaving through the crowd, and taking a deep breath of the warm air as she stepped outside, a smile spreading across her face as she did so.

Conan | Sitting Room | Interaction: Rean

Conan sat hunched over in one of the many chairs of the sitting room, his neck craned down as he stuffed his head into a book. Gaze fixated on the intricate scripture, this one was his second book this week the total of books that he reads per week being occasionally three to five books depending on the amount of chapters. The brunet ever so often taking his focus off of his book to form some type of small talk to greeting familiar students that pass by or to rub the dark circles surrounding the boy's eyes. Faintly sunken in from the lack of sleep. Ame, Conan's red fox familiar lied across the boy's neck like one of those fax fur scarfs you find upon a wealthy woman's neck. The creature's hazel eyes gazed up to a floating piece of paper that hung over Conan's head, nonetheless, the brunet stayed unaware of the paper to entranced in his book.
Ame let out a small yap in hopes it would tear the boy's mind out of the little land it found itself in. However, his effort was futile Conan didn't even spare any reaction to the foxes noise. With that the fox reluctantly stood from Conan's shoulders, and with a flick of his ear nipped the edge of Conan's ear, barley jumping out of his feet Conan yelped as his hand shot up to cup his injured ear "wha! Why did you do that!" he scolded grimacing, "not cool..." Conan raised his head up to look around only to flinch in surprise when he felt the piece of paper bump against his head. Plucking the piece of paper from the air he leaned back against his chair, forgetting all about the small pain in his ear as he read the name scrawled upon the paper. So that was to be his roommate, hopefully they could deal with his ridiculous insomniac episodes and book hoarding. He slid the paper into the pages of his book using it as a temporary book mark, only to notice someone heading over his way. Probably either his roommate or a familiar student from being a beginner.

Rene C. F. Woodrow | Outside, School Halls, Sitting Room | Mentions: Miss Aarden (indirectly), Cal (directly), Serephine (indirectly) |

Staring intently at the familiar set of doors of forest green color, camouflaging with the surrounding forests, albeit on purpose for safety purposes- that, or Miss Aarden really loved the color green.

Fiddling with the spotted, long-ringed tail that sat comfortably wrapped around her shoulder, a hiss of retort coming from her right shoulder, blinking back and ears twitching wildly in great aggravation, her ‘friend’, Cal.
”Quiet, you.” she pet the male’s head to try and calm his antics, which only seemed to irritate the creature more, and winced back when Cal attempted to snap at the poor girl’s finger, barely missing it.
”Why do I even try..” the girl whispered to herself, a long sigh escaping past her lips. Almost as if the Genet could understand her, he growled in response and leaped off her shoulder, quickly running inside, or deeper inside, the forest. Her brown eyes slowly followed the grey and black-spotted pelt until they couldn’t see it any further. Not at all worried, for he always managed to return to his partner’s side, somehow, she finally twisted the bronze knob, entering inside the school and leisurely closed the door behind her.

Chatter filled the entire halls, for even if it was a small school, the loud students made up for it. Moving past a small group of girls, their soft giggles and excited whispering was heard from the sluggish female, no doubt new students. To everyone else, it was a heartwarming environment where every student wore a smile upon their face because they were excited for this new experience or they were reunited with their friends, but to her, it made the urge stronger to lie comfortably in her bedsheets, with only her prolonged and carefree dreams, for there, she was in her own realm. Nevertheless, it wasn’t that way, well, certainly not now, especially when she doesn’t know where her room is.

Her dark, blue robes, resembling the deep and blue of the ocean, swished slightly behind her as she quickened her place. The sooner she knows where her room is, the sooner she may sleep. And with this thought in mind, she quickly rushed down the halls, her shoulders brushing past a few people and small apologies quietly whispering out when she bumped into a few people. Sounded clicks of her footwear continued on until she was finally at the sitting room. Eyes darting across the room, familiar and non-familiar faces popping up, but she payed no attention to them, only the letter that revealed her initials. Failing to find the letter, her shoulders slumped down in defeat and turned her head to take one of the remaining seats, only for her face to meet the magically floating envelope. Taking a small step backwards and blinking back in surprise, she snatched the envelope in midair, of course she should have been used to these kind of surprises, but really, she was equally amazed at the skills and downright dramatic ways of Miss Aarden and the other professors. Quickly opening, more like ripping, the envelope, she skimmed pass her school schedule and stopped at the assigned roommates. Scrunching up her nose at the unfamiliar name of ’Serephine Horowitz’, however way you pronounce that, she tossed it in the back of her mind and read the next part.
”Room C.” thinking back to her past years of being here, she tried to recall if she knew where the room may be. To her dismay, there was no familiar feeling to where it may be. It was almost like her first year here again, which is funny considering the fact it’s her fifth year back.
”How splendid” her sarcasm practically rolling off her tongue as she slumped back in the chair behind her, probably moved there when she was lost in her thoughts, and tossing her head back in defeat. She can feel this year is going to be the same. Another dull experience.

(( Long post..Jesus Christ o-o May need to toll it down a bit..anywho, I’ll have Orville’s post soon. ^^ ))

Rean | Sitting Room | Interaction: Conan

Rean grinned at Conon still holding chicken in his arms "Hello!" He grinned playfully "I am Rean, I'll be your roommate" he nodded towards the bird in his arms "This is chicken, while he's not my familiar he's a good friend of mine" the dark haired male shuffled in excitement before setting chicken on the ground running a hand through his hair before giving Conan a very friendly smile as his eyes danced with mischief "I'm off to the dorm" He said before scoping the chicken back off the ground and headed out

Sophia | Outside | Mentions/Interactions: OPEN

Sophia slowly made her way outside into the heat, she thought about using some sort of spell to cool herself off, but decided against it and soaked up the warm, still air. She gently made her way over to a patch of bushes, a place where she used to always come when she was sad, to study, or just to relax. She sat down in the cool grass, running her hands over the earth. A smile spread across her cheeks as she did so and she let out a relaxed sigh. It had been too long since she had been connected with nature. When she wasn't in school, she lived in the city, so local parks were the only nature she got to experience, and they just weren't like the dense forest.
The birds chirped around her, and familiar tiny faces lit on the bushes beside her. A friendly little squirrel came up beside her, he too was familiar, though much larger than the last time Sophia had seen him.
"Hey little guy..." She spoke in a gentle tone, tentatively reaching out her hand to press a finger against the animals forehead. The squirrel blinked, tilting its head at it was poked, before happily scurrying up to Sophia and hopping onto her lap. Sophia let out a giggle, gently petting the squirrel, before laying back in the grass and letting out a sigh.
"Its good to be back." She smiled to herself, closing her eyes and drifting off a bit.

Victor | Sitting Room - Halls | Interactions: Open

Victor was almost falling asleep listening to Aarden's speech, for the fourth time in his life. It never changed. Nothing ever changed in this old place. He sat slumped in a large chair with his feet propped up on a coffee table, eyes half lidded as he stared at the old woman's retreating figure. The usual paper slips came fluttering down in front of each of the students, knowing which owners to go to, he waiting until his just landed in his lap, right on top of ole' Hans. The cat gave a yelp as it was startled out of its slumber, he was always a sensitive thing, he glared at his owner, before stretching out and jumping down, making the paper flutter to the ground.
Vic was almost too lazy to pick it up, but knew he would be lost without the little slip. He let out a groan as he moved his heavy body to snatch the paper off of the ground. He eyes skimmed over it, going to the room section last. He didn't have to memorize his room, because oddly enough it was the same as the previous years, but this year where his roommates name should be was blank. He shrugged to himself, slowly hoisting himself up out of his chair. Well, time to go take a nap in his room, he thought, looking around lazily for Hans. The mischievous little bugger was off about to pounce on some beginner year girls unsuspecting bird. This made Vic smirk a little, like father like son, he thought, but made his way over to the cat.
"Hans." He nudged the cat with his toe, just before he was about to pounce. The cat yelped again, jumping a few feet off of the ground, turning and glaring at his owner.
"Sorry ladies," Vic gave a smile to the small group of beginner girls that now looked back at him with wide eyes.
"Seems as though Hans here was about to get into some trouble." He was trying to be charming, as he usually was to women, but his eyes flickered down to one of their slips and he noticed their age printed at the top. The girls didn't even have time to respond before her bid them goodbye. They were cute, but a bit young for him. He strode out of the sitting room, making his way to his bedroom, his black cat grumpily following behind.

Victor | Halls - Sitting Room | Interactions: Serephine

Vic was just about to turn down the hall that lead to his room when Hans let out a hiss, drawing his attention to the cat. Of course, the fat black cat was getting himself into some sort of trouble. He had a poor unsuspecting lizard cornered, normally he wouldn't pay too much mind, but this looked like no local lizard. He was a bright color and had a fat tail, obviously someone had misplaced their familiar.
"Hans." Victor said, in a warning tone, catching the cats attention. The cat lazily turned his head towards Vic, seeming to turn up his nose before walking away form the poor creature. Victor made his way closer to the lizard, kneeling down and scooping it up in his hands. The poor thing seemed a little distressed from the interaction, and probably from having a stranger scoop him up, but Vic didn't worry, the little guy would soon be reunited with his owner.
"Come on fella," Victor stood back up, making his way to the most likely place to find his owner, back to the sitting room.
"Did anyone lose a lizard?" Victors loud voice rang throughout the sitting hall, causing most conversation to stop. Victor already had his eye on a girl though, she looked visibly worried out of her mind, but he didn't want to make any assumptions. He stood, waiting for someone to come claim the poor creature. If no one did, he guessed he'd have a new pet then...