Welcome to Gaia! ::

((Yay!! So many new people!! Be careful to read the whole first page, ok?
meganargetlam, you're sharing the dorm with me and PromisedSword, and it's on the first floor I think. And you're not the GM, so it's not a good idea to try and make the time pass. That's up to her.
busterman, who exactly were you staring at from the window? lol))


Anne stared at the girl's amazement "Well, I thought it would be normal here!" She said happily "I'm able to move things with my mind. I've been doing it most of my life, since I was a child. It's like, if I focus enough, I can control the matter around me. And I've been trying to control energy as well." It wasn't such a big deal, she thought "It's just instinctive, I dunno...I can't do spells or create and destroy things or anything...just move and control things, make them smaller or bigger sometimes..."
She absent-mindedly made the lemonade in her glass lift up in little balls of liquid, that fell down into the glass again as she watched a girl enter the dorm and go straight for the free room, not noticing them. "It seems as we have a new roomate..."

((it's all good. But it's better to ask before acting, so everything goes smoothly. welcome here! heart ))

Tristelle blinked, surprised by the woman's tone. She took her card key, map, and schedule and turned towards the school. She shook her head, still shocked by it's size alone. Her eyes looked the building over from the front doors, and scanned their way up to the ceiling, high above the ground. "Ow!" A squeaky, cute voice erupted from behind her, severing her train of thought. "Pippin! Let go!" Tristelle sighed and turned around, looking down to see her familiars fighting, again. In this case, Pippin was biting Nisa's long ear, smiling wickedly. "Pippin!" Tristelle called out, annoyed, "Let go of her right now." Pippin scowled and let go, crossing his stubby arms. "You guys are no fun." He said in a low, raspy voice. Tristelle sighed and picked up Nisa, pulling her suitcase with the other arm. Nisa hopped on her shoulder, allowing her to pull the hood of her sweater down further. The sun had to be the single most annoying thing on the planet. The way it felt on her cold skin... Almost sickening. As much as she tried to ignore the dull roar of the surrounding students thoughts in her mind, she immediately blushed as she heard what boys were thinking of her. Her height already made her stand out enough, but along with the beauty becoming a vampire had given her, she was almost always the center of attention. Something she always hared. She quickened her pace slightly, desperate to get out of the sight of so many, and made her way into the school.

"Hey!" Pippin called out, "Slow down!" He stumbled and almost fell, but quickly caught himself and resumed hopping after her. Nisa pointed and giggled, sticking her tongue out at him. Tristelle paused and waited for him to catch up before taking out her map. "F102..." She said out loud, repeating the number over in her mind so she wouldn't forget.She walked through the dorm hallways, watching the room numbers pass by until she stopped in front of 102. She took a deep breath and looked down to Pippin, who gave her an encouraging smile, and opened the door.

She stood in the doorway, dumbstruck. This wasn't a dorm. This was a condo. She looked around the impossibly large dorm for a few moments before stepping inside. After Pippin had come in, she closed the door. She hoped vehemently she wouldn't have a roommate, but knew that was depressingly unlikely. Hopefully they wouldn't smell good. She looked towards the door in the back of the dorm, guessing they were the bedrooms. She shook her head, still stunned and walked towards the one on the far left. The one most distant from the others, and opened the door.

(( Wow that stinks. How long have you been waiting? ))

(( Yeah. It would seem so. Or you could just tell them you'll meet them somewhere or what ever.))

The room was nothing stunning, but it was certainly better than having to sleep in the same room as the others. Tristelle walked over to the bed, leaving the suitcase on the floor and lifted Nisa off her shoulder and onto the bed. Pippin hopped onto the bed and looked around the room. "Well isn't this spiffy." He said, poking Nisa teasingly. Tristelle rolled her eyes and walked over to the window, immediately pulling down the blinds, instantly darkening the room. As much as she didn't want to, she lifted her suitcase onto the bed, starting to unpack. She scooped out an armful of already folded black clothes and walked to the dresses, shoving them into the top drawer. She walked back to the bed and took out her sketch book, journal, and art supplies, and arranged them on the desk. She pulled her guitar case off her back and set it in an empty corner of the room. Yes, she does have many hobbies. She looked around the room once more, before turning and walking into the main part of the dorm. She took a look at the bathroom, then walked into the kitchenette, out of curiosity. She pulled open the fridge and wrinkled her nose at the food she had once found appetizing. "Come on guys." She called to Pippin and Nisa, who had fell off the bed from wrestling, "Let's go take a look around."

Pippin and Nisa froze and stared at Tristelle. They cast a meaningful look at each other, then took off running towards her. "I won!" Nisa called triumphantly, reaching Tristelle and poking her leg before Pippin. "No fair!" He pouted, "I want a rematch!" Tristelle laughed and walked towards the door. "Later. Now come on. I want to see the school." She pulled off the hood of her sweater, and pulled her long, silky, black hair over her back. She stepped out of the room, holding the door open until Pippin and Nisa were out, the closed the door behind them. She pulled her wrinkled map out of the pocket of her jeans and unfolded it, tilting it slightly as she tried to figure out where they were. "Okay, umm..." There was quite a bit of places they could go on this floor alone. She really didn't want to go outside at the moment. "All the recreational stuff in on this floor... North Wing." She confirmed, refolding the map and sticking it back in her pocket. She put her hands in her sweater pocket, and stared walking, looking down, not wanting to attract attention to herself.