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Quickly a girl that looked around the age of 14 walked into the room. As she walked slowly to the cloest desk her long blond hair moved gracefully. Her big blue eyes were looking down at the floor. Her outfit looked like a middle school uniform. She held books closely to her chest. You could tell she felt werid. But what in the word of a 14 year doing at a collage?

The girl walk over to the desk which a lady was sitting there reading what looked like a magizine. "Cuz me miss," the girl said softly, "May I get my ID and other stuff so I may start?"

The lasy at the desk looked up at the girl standing before her. She had a what are you doign here look and sighed. "Name please." The blonde girl smiled and said,"Hinata Bloom." The lady searched through a file and shook her head. "Sorry there is no Hinata Bloom in her. Please go your high school." Hinata stoped her foot. "I am so not a high schooler! How dare you say that!" She yelled. Some of the other ladies turned to see what the yelling was about but then they got back to their work. The lady leaned back on her chair and gave 'hinata' a look. "If you are Hinata Bloom you have the wronge place."

'Hinata' stoped her foot again like a little kid. "Sorry," she grunted, "My real name is Eva Maria Bloom! Happy!" The lady sighed and under her breathe she muttered,"you could have said that in the begining." She looked for her files and pulled out a file that had her name of it. "Please fill out this form then I will give you your ID." Eva giggled and asked, "May I use Hinata in stead of Eva?" The lady gave her another looked and nodded.

Eva, or now Hinata, looked closely at the paper. She filled it out like this:
Name: Hinata Bloom
Age:18
Arts: Time manipulation & Angelic Arts
Grade......ect.

Later she walked over to the lady and anded her the papers. She sighed again and said, "I'm keepign my eyes on you, Eva." Hinata took the ID and started walking back. When she heard the comment the lady said she pointed to herself adn giggled, "Were you talking to me? Sorry but I'm Hinata! Remeber that name!"

As Hinata walked out of the room the lady thought, "Strange kid.. Strange kid..." When Hinata was outside she streched her arms and said under her breathe, "Bakka."

Orah looked at the sign, then back into the room. Well, it said Registration Office, but perhaps it was mistaken. Could signs even be mistaken? This one must be, after all, weren't offices supposed to be, well, office like? Not that she was making fun of this particular office, no, in fact, this office looked very nice...well, minus the steady flow of people keeping Orah from entering. That's always a factor.

Well, she couldn't just not go in, after all, how will she know where to sleep? Uh, actually, she doesn't need to know that, she's perfectly fine with sleeping outside, same with bathing and everything. Hunting too, but, unfortunately, her fellow students might frown upon her. And, as much as she cares what the others think of her, she would rather not be frowned upon.

Into the magic office we go.

Orah braced herself and pushed against the crowd, her tail getting stepped on a few times. After about two minutes, she managed to get to the first office...person. No, wait, not person. There wasn't the familiar smell of body heat coming from her, and if there was, she was hiding it well.

The woman had reddish brownish hair and dark eyes, she seemed rather happy to see her. The woman didn't say anything, she just stared at Orah and smiled. After a while, Orah got a little creped out.

"Um...hello?" She said after a while.
"Good morning! What may I do for you?" The woman asked in a cheerful and eager voice.
"Um....well, I was kind of hoping to get my paper things..."

"Say no more!" The woman said, her eyes flicked to Orah's ears and then down to her tail, and suddenly she whirled around in her chair and started rummaging in a cabinet. In a flash she was back around, holding out a pen and a little card. Across the top were the words: Orah Wyman.

Orah was tempted to ask how the woman knew who she was, but fought the urge. Instead, she took the pen and looked down at the card to sign. There were a few questions on it, with lines for the answers.

Gender:
Age:
Race:
Arts:

Orah wondered how they new her name, but not her gender. She shrugged, and filled it out.

Gender: Female
Age: Eighteen
Race: Fox Demon
Arts: Creating and controlling fire, hearing voices from past and sometimes future

Orah slipped the woman back the note, gave a short wave 'goodbye', and started off.

"Shalom!" The woman called to her. Orah almost stopped dead. All right, knowing her name was freaky enough, but knowing her second language too? Orah had never met anyone who could pick that up.

"This'll be an interesting stay..." Orah muttered to herself as she exited the building.

Aika and Amaya walked hand in hand into the administration office. They came to the different desks and seperated. Aika walked to Yuku, Amaya to Pele.

Aika smiled shyly at the woman. "Hello, my name is Aika Sorayuki. I'm new here. I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do here. Can you help me?" she spoke softly. The woman simply handed her her ID and information. Aika nodded her thanks and scampered off to wait for Amaya to finish.

"Next..." she heard the woman call in a flat, monotone voice. Amaya marched up to the woman at the desk. "Hi! My name is Amaya Sorayuki. I'm here with my twin, Aika. She's over there," Amaya rambled, gesturing towards her sister. "Neither of us have a clue what's going on, we just figured that we should come here for help. I mean, this is the administration office. You can help us, then?" Amaya continued. She paused to take a breath and let the woman answer her. The woman did not respond, she just handed her the papers and ID, waving her off. Amaya stepped away from the desk. "Hmph... no need to be rude," she mumbled, joining Aika as they left the office.

Damian stepped threw the doors that lead into the office. He looked around the area and noticed it really wasn't to busy. Just a couple people in every line. He turned his head back with a sneer towards Rain who seemed to be having trouble with Damian's bag full of cloths.

"Rain get a move on!" Damian shouted. His cold grey eyes turning back to look foreward.

"Eh..S-Sorry Master DeMarcus..."

Rain turned his head down abit as he pulled the heavy bag along with him.

Damian closed his eyes abit as he crossed his arms. Being rather impaitent as he had to wait in line. Though once he heard the woman call for the next in line he stepped up. Pushing some poor sap out of the way and heading up to the woman.

Damian wasted no time in getting down to bussiness. "My name is Damian DeMarcus. I am here to register in."

Pele looked up at him and nodded as she typed in his name quickly. Pulling up his information. "I just need you to fill out these forms for me and we will be all ready to put you in."

Damian took the form from her and filled it out quickly before tossing it back to her. The clipboard hitting the desk and sliding across it abit. He stood there and watched Pele sneer abit at his actions. She typed in his information and handed him back his ID card, map, and other things he would need. Taking what he needed he turned and pushed past the others. Heading for the door.

Rain watched his Master and stepped up to the window once Pele was done with Damian. Rain droped the heavy bag to the ground and panted abit. Brushing his long white hair from his face. Speaking in abit of a tired tone.

"M-my name is Rain Shima...here to register.."
Like before Pele handed Rain the form to fill out. Once he had finished he gently handed it back to her. He waited paitently as she typed in the information then recieved his ID, map, and dorm number.

"T-Thank you very much Ma'am" Rain said in a sweet voice. He grabed the bag once more and hurled it up. It certinly was heavy. He turned and went after Damian. Slowly comming up behind him.

Damian looked at Rain with abit of a glare.
"You really need to learn how to hustle Rain. Now lets go!"

"mn..." Rain slowly nodded his head and followed after Damian.

Josie walked into the registration area, she felt out of place with all of these college kids, but didn't give it another thought as she walked up to a random person.

"Excuse me. I'm looking for a Rasoline O'Rourke, the rest of her thigns just came in and I need to get them to her room." She said this with a smile and the blue-haired woman behind the counter gave her a paper with Rasoline's room number on it.

"Here you go, she's in the dormitory buildings not far from here." Yuku grabbed a map form the holder beside her and marked the way to the buildings for Josie.

"Thank you." Josie grabbed her small bunny bookbag and left the office to get the rest of Rasoline's things, not to mention her own. Their, Rasoline and Josie's, father had sent Josie to live with Rasoline for the time being. He had given Josie an airflight ticket to Mirandal with a note onlt for Rasoline.

She's going to be really mad, but she'll have to live with the fact that I'm here now. Josie grabbed the cart with three boxs on it and headed off to the dormitories, she was kind of excited to see where Rasoline lived.

A rather old silver car pulled up to the gates of the school, silently rolling to a halt and just sitting there. For a moment there was no movement, until the trunk suddenly popped open. Shortly after the passenger door opened, and out stepped a girl. She was seventeen, dressed in baggy black pants and a dark sweatshirt that hid the red t-shirt underneath, with her also black hair in a ponytail. She had a pair of headphones around her neck and a frown set firmly upon her pale face. Without a word she turned and walked to the back of the car, reaching in and pulling out a green and gray bookbag and a black bag, both containing various articles of clothing. They were placed criss crossing over her shoulders before she reached in and snatched up a laptop case as well. She never left home without it.

And then the girl closed the trunk gently and turned to leave, only to find her father standing there, looking down at her. "...what?" she mumbled, and he replied by reaching down and pulling her into a firm hug. She just stood there, rather limp as she gazed off into a random direction.

"Be good. Take care!" the man said, still clinging to her.

"...I will," she promised with a sigh. "That's enough, dad." She was used to her father's overprotective nature, but that didn't mean she enjoyed it. No, not one bit. He finally released her and, after a few more parting words, she made her way up to the building.

The girl pushed open a door and stepped inside, moving up to one of the cubicles. She was, of course, asked for her registration papers. She'd been expecting this, so she simply set down her laptop's carrying case, reached into a pocket of her pants, and pulled it out, offering it to the red head at the desk. "Kira Pierce," she said, stating her name. The woman took it and emotionlessly handed her her required things. So Kira accepted them with a slight bow of her head, picked up her bag, and turned to leave. Best to drop off her things first, she assumed. Though, of course she paused first to slip the headphones over her ears and start up System of a Down, playing rather loudly.

Kira stopped in her tracks, looking up to see a person with his own personal escort of cops and guards being led inside. She stared openly, almost without realizing it, though her expression remained rather indifferent the entire time. She did pull her headphones down around her neck again to hear, but couldn't help rolling her eyes as she watched the girls swarming towards him. What idiots...

Though she still didn't leave, insterested despite the bored expression she wore. What the hell were they thinking, letting someone like him roam around here loose? If she wasn't mistaken, murder had just been mentioned, hadn't it? She frowned, eyes narrowing slightly.

Great. She was going to have to spend who knows how long here, with this crazy psycho running around. Just great...