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Saki finished the song she was playing. She then looked for a safe place to put her ocarina. It was her most treasured possession, as it originally belonged to her real father. Hm... Where is a safe place for this? she thought. She then put it in a drawer in one of the desks. Having a safe place to store her ocarina, Saki left the room to look around the campus.

"Um...alright then. I'll go ahead and chose one for you then...." she said, a bit surprised. Strange, people were usually so picky as to where to room. she thought to herself.

"Ok, let's try Floor 2, Room 5. If that doesnt work out let me know and I'll see if I can switch yoru room. Same as everyone else, but before anyone can make any sort of switches, you'll have to get permission from your dorm floor dean, be it roommate issue or whatever, though you don't ahve a roomie yet." she said, handing the key to the new girl and repeating the same place where the schedules were at as well as the dorms were across the street.

"Next." she said, nodding to the girl that was next in line. "Last name and what room you want. Four floors, 10 rooms each floor, 2 people per room."

Emille Vi Esovera....so that's his name.Kit thought; at least she could call him by name now. Going 'hey you' or something would be awkward.

So he's acting like a animal trapped in a corner; that explains the sudden behavior change, Silvia thought to herself in interest as she watched with an amused look on her face.

Question is though.....will he snap, and what will happen when he does?

Jasper didn't arrive so much as appear. A drift of students passed a corner of the campus, and suddenly he was there. With dirty jeans, scruffy sneakers, and a t-shirt that had seen better days (probably as a dishrag), he didn't look like much. Still, as he moved towards the front office, people shuddered and moved out of his way unconsciously. They didn't want to be a part of whatever this guy was.
Jasper evaluated the students around him as he made his way to the office. Good leader, strong charisma... I'll have to watch out for that one, he noted as he glanced at a boy. Werewolf over there. Hm, another dark one. He grinned quietly. Looks like there's a good talent pool here.
He stepped into the coolness of the front office and saw there was a line for room numbers. He contemplated shoving the students out of the way, grabbing a key and papers, and walking out of there for a fraction of a second, then dismissed it. Not worth the trouble. Instead he joined the line behind a one-eyed girl that had the smell of wolf about her and looked around the room.
There were several other... interesting students in the room. He stored their appearances and personalities for later reference, then paused. His brain was telling him there was something he had missed. Jasper looked at the students again, carefully. There was the attractive blond boy, the frail dark one, the cat-eared girl, the girl at the desk...
Wait. He narrowed his eyes. There were two girls at the desk. One held a large metal staff, and the other seemed to be disappearing into the background. His attention had skittered over her twice. Jasper smiled and filed that bit of information away carefully. This girl was interesting for the lack of interest she possessed.
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Sarah took her key and whispered, "Thank you," to the woman. Shouldering her bag, she looked around for the stairs and started towards them. She cast a glance back at the line, wondering if one of those girls was to be her roommate.
And stopped cold. One of the boys was staring at her. Staring at her. Most people she knew couldn't pay attention to her for five minutes, let alone complete strangers. As she watched, the boy smiled evilly.
Terrified, Sarah made for the stairs. "Excuse me," she said to a small knot of people, stumbling around them. Once in the stairwell, she calmed down. But she'd have to come back down soon...
Don't think about that right now.

Kit didn't pay much attention to the boy in blond as he decided to pour on the charms; Silvia was much better at handling that. Instead, her azure eyes turned to Emille, who looked rather angry.

But.....what DID he mean by the eyes of death? Mabye it had something to do with one of his powers/talents. Eitehr way, for him to lash out like that meant he was being backed into a space he didn't like.

Finally getting her luggage together and making her way towards the door, she stopped next to the boy, trying to figure out how best to help him. How could she make him feel better as well as not to scare him off? He wasn't having a good day, between a weird roommate nad constant tripping,a nd just downright being out of a element he liked.

"Cheer up if you can, eh? Even in a bad day, a brighter one is just around the corner; sort of getting all the bad stuff over with at once! It must be scary leaving the comfort zone, but it'll be ok!" she said, taking a smiley face sticker out of her bookbag, taking it off the roll, and putting it on his cheek before departing for teh dorms, humming to herself.

"Ah, it is not nature's art to claim, but rather a forbidden love of the past does bring about in the future!" she said, making her voice purposely dramatic yet keeping a pointy tooth grin on her face. Whether he believed her words or not she made it fuzzy to tell whether it was true or false, or even what the heck it meant. She noted Kit leaving, and decided to get the heck out.

"But I must bid thee adue, for my twin of tinyerness has made her depature, and to avoid the squishing stampede of dooom I must guilde her to safety." she said with an elegant bow, before leaving the room and following Kit, luggage rolling again.

"WAIT UP WOMAN!" She yelled at Kit.

Twins, eh?
"Well, Ill let you go take care of your sister then, if that is what she needs." He said smoothly as she ran by. He didnt call after her, or even turn around. Instead, he made his way to the stairwell....His attendants would be waiting on the fourth floor of the dormitory for him to make his entrance. They had everything else he needed, including his veritable library of books, all his instruments, and enough clothes to choke a whole herd of hippos.

(Am I next?)

Akane sauntted slowly up to the counter. Listening silently to the clark's question, she thought for a moment. 'Well, I don't want to cause trouble, so...' She made her decision quickly and replied, "Soete. Any room will do, but I'd prefer the floor with the least people. Due to personal reasons." Fiddling with her staff, Akane looked up at the clark. Waiting for the her to reply, Akane stroked her hair with her minute hand, wondering how many teenagers had enroled into the school that year.

Reven had finished, and was thinking of what he could do. He was not use to free time much anymore since he had gone to jail. He had decided that he would play his cello, with some music from last year, than he remembered the laptop, then he remembered that his uncle had given him the suitcase. He quickly opened up the suitcase, took out all the clothes and putting them in a pile, then noticed at the bottom was a piece of hard leather that could be removed, like a lid. I love you uncle. Reven thought as he lifted the leather out to reveal a laptop. His uncle would always give him nice things, even after the event his uncle would, but last time his parents didn't allow him to give Reven the laptop. Instead his uncle got him the suitcase, and he seemed really happy about it, and Reven now knew why.

His Cello had also been a gift from his uncle, and most of the money in the account was his uncle's as well, passed birthdays, Christmas, and just random events. His Uncle was rich, and had always loved Reven more than his parents did, it seemed like his uncle knew what Reven was going through, but this thought never crossed Reven's mind, for it seemed too coincidental to him.

I really hope this room has wi-fi. Reven thought as he opened up the laptop, then plugging it into the wall. It started up pretty fast to Reven's standards, but the only computers he had been around for the past few years were the jail computers, which were crap, and the computer at his house, which had gotten quite old by the time he returned from Jail and his trips. Yes! Reven thought excitedly, seeing that he had very strong connection. I love new schools and there awesome wi-fi!