Welcome to Gaia! ::

Lavinia opened the door to her new dorm, noting that no one was inside just yet. Heaving a sigh of relief, she pulled her small suitcase over to the single bed in the corner, hoping that it hadn't been taken yet. She pulled out a quilt that she had brought from home, though there wasn't much to bring since she had few belongings with all the traveling she had been doing. She threw the quilt across the bed before plopping down on it, pulling out her phone to call Nan and make sure the house and the elderly woman were doing just fine. Also to see if her parents were still leaving little notes and all. She wanted to talk to her parents so badly, but it had been years since she heard their voices. She bit her lip, hung up, and began to unpack her things in the meantime.

Lavinia placed her sunhat on top of the dresser, fumbling with her clothes as she tried to fit them all in one drawer. She heard a knock at the door, which startled her slightly but she recovered quickly. "Comin'~." She hummed before hurrying over to the door. She opened it to see a slightly shorter... boy? Oh dear she hoped she was right. I mean the boy... or girl showed signs of both being a female and male. Then again she had seen Edwardian boys and others dressed in a similar way so honestly it could be anything. "You must be my new roommate. My name is Lavinia, it's a pleasure to meet you." She spoke, stepping aside to let them in. She hoped that at least this new roommate wouldn't tease her about her hair, dead eye, and the horrid scar on her hand. She came here to get away form all of that.

Lavinia smiled, shutting the door behind what she believed to be a boy. She was hoping the name would solve the mystery but she was afraid it was a little too foreign to figure out. "Hope you don't mind I already stole a bed and everything." She said, almost apologetically as she finished putting away the rest of her things, sliding her suitcase underneath her bed. "You did say you needed a key, right? I always happen to keep a spare so you can have it in the meantime." She pulled a small silver key out of her bag, handing it over with a sweet smile. "So where are you from, Monsieur Tachibana?" She asked, trying to make some small talk, but then biting her lip and hoping she didn't get the gender wrong. God she'd hate it if she did. Talk about a bad first impression.

"Oh! I've always wanted to visit Japan. The culture is just so unique." Lavinia sat on her bed, facing the boy. "I'm from Louisiana, the swamps of New Orleans to be exact. It's down south." She had a strange accent, very southern with a tinge of French pronunciation on certain words. Then again it was normal where she came from, not so much outside of the state.