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Renivere sensed an aura of irritation from Professor Volce. He hid it well from his voice and composure, but Renivere kind of sensitive to the feelings of others. She wondered what he was so irritated about.

She also noticed two people on the school grounds too. She wanted to greet them but the professor had already walked away and dropped the petals in a pathetic looking flowerbed. So Renivere decided to attempt a greeting to the other two people before she ran after the teacher. Since she knew she had to be quick, she had to do a very quick translation in her head and she hoped that she had the language right.

"Good hello to both! It is a afternoon nice day!"

((Oz, my parents are going to pick you up already for church. We have to go offline now. =O We'll be back after an hour. =D))

Silveril Volce

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Silveril waited for the girl. She was smiling idiotically at people. He wondered what she was doing. When she exclaimed her greeting, he found that her sentence didn't make sense. How much of the language did she know? Would she be able to do well in the academy with this pathetic grasp of the language?

"What are you doing? Aren't you going to take the petals here?" Silveril asked, wondering if the girl had short term memory and had forgotten about him. He was slightly baffled since he thought that elves were intelligent creatures since they had magical abilities. So he just figured that the girl was intelligent. Silveril will have to observe her a little more to tell if she really was since she didn't seem to be intelligent at all since she mostly stood and smiled.

And then the girl ran off without another word. Well that was just completely, and totally and in all ways typical. Though people didn't usually just run away from him like that. He couldn't really blame her though.

He looked like a freak and hadn't exactly provided sparkling conversation.

"Idiot," he muttered. "I am an idiot." That's what he got for thinking he could converse with a girl. He started to stalk away from them. Maybe he would just go back to the dorm and lock himself in his room and play chess with himself or something. Or, instead he could just walk for a bit longer and avoid the stifling dorm room for a while. It would probably soon be time for them all to head back anyway. He wondered what time the curfew was--he hadn't exactly paid attention to that part of the handbook.

((And thus, Sethrian leaves a trail of super-happy, sparkling rainbows wherever he goes emotion_awesome ))

Renivere blinked. What is curfew? She was confused. She turned away from the flower and saw that the person that had greeted her was already leaving. There was something gloomy about him. Renivere decided she wanted to undo the gloom. She turned to Professor Volce and let a pretty dark pink rose appear in her hands. She smiled and handed it to Professor Volce. "Thank you."

She then dashed after the gloomy person and used a small amount of her magic to attack him...
...attack him with flowers.

((Yeah, we didn't think this out. I guess curfew will be when whoever says is curfew for now until we think of a more proper way. Just give a warning like: It's almost time for curfew, so [character name] headed back for the dorm.))

Silveril Volce

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Silveril was startled as he stared at the rose in his hand. What was he going to do with this? Perhaps he should give it to a female since females seemed to like these kinds of useless things.

He glanced back at Renivere and realized she disappeared. He glanced around and saw her attacking another student with flowers. Silveril figured it was harmless fun since the girl was smiling.

When was she not smiling?

Silveril decided to return to the school building. He was starting to get hungry. He needed to get his dinner quickly.

Sethrian shifted to a defensive stance as the girl approached but found himself somewhat at a loss when she handed him a flower and started saying something about dark clouds. He glanced up, eyebrow raised. The skies were clear so he had absolutely no idea what she was on about with that 'dark clouds' bit.

And he sure as hell didn't feel like smiling. Still. She was kind of cute in a bubbly, ditzy sort of way.

Still wondering if this might be some sort of ruse, but really, who attacked with flowers anyway? It did occur to him that he'd maybe misread the situation but he also wansn't really used to being approached by, well, anyone. Much less attractive females who were smiling at him instead of wanting to hit him. Actually, it was sort of depressing that he was more accustomed to being slapped, than he was being smiled at. He was just pathetic, wasn't he?

He reached to take the flower uncertainly. "Thank you," he said. "Did you...make all these?" He gestured to the other flowers lying about.

Sethrian relaxed slightly, still inwardly questioning why this girl was even talking to him. "I am Sethrian," he told her. "I am also a student here."

He looked around the grounds. It was actually nearly deserted now and twilight was edging on toward night. He had a feeling most people were already back in the dorms. "I fear we should, perhaps, head back toward our rooms. If I'm not mistaken, it is nearly time for curfew. I...will walk you back to your dorm if you like."

He hesitated to offer, but it was starting to get dark, and he'd seen a bit of the student body. Some of them looked like weirdos. It probably would be better not to let her go back alone. "Which one are you staying at?"