Welcome to Gaia! ::

Jaelyn shuffled in, wide-eyed and curious, standing in the doorway for a moment to survey the room. It wasn't grand or anything she hadn't seen before, but it was in no way unsatisfying. Plus, it felt sort of cozy, and she liked that feeling of warmth. She found that homeliness such as this wasn't evident in living spaces that were filled with sleek marble and golden doorknobs, and not being a stranger to these circumstances where that type of living wasn't anything out of the ordinary, she also felt the posh life extremely boring. The only thing Jae felt this place lacked was a good window; she liked having a view. Everything else, though, really pleased her, despite the lack of finery.

With a content smile, she walked further inside and shut the door behind her, dragging her suitcase behind her, the wheels squeaking from the carpet rubbing against them. It smelled like pencils, paper, and cleaning product, which she suspected was pretty normal for a dormitory. She had actually never really been to a school such as this before, due to either leading a life of wealth and power or one of extreme poverty, she never really had the chance to feel normal. It was nice, not having things jump out at you every second. She glanced at the second bed, realizing she'd have someone living in the dorm with her. Hopefully her room mate wouldn't be a nightmare, but if they were, and least maybe that would entertain her. She had the sinking feeling that this new life would be sort of uneventful, and for the adventurous soul of Jaelyn, that would not be very fun for the teachers she would probably drive crazy.

Future aside, the shinigami female realized that this would probably be a good time to get settled in, before her room mate arrived. So, fighting against the urge to just lay down and lazy about, Jaelyn shoved her suitcase on a bad and dumped out it's contents. Underwear...bras...dresses...tights...shoes...aha! Her art supplies! She almost thought that she had left them or something. With a jolt, Jaelyn, put her paints and sketchpads away in the right side of the closet, hoping that the other tenant would understand which one was her side of the storage space.

Finally, she completed the tedious task of putting her clothes in order, laying them neat, knowing inside that they would never look so organized again. When she was done, she flopped herself on the bed and let her hair down, staring at the ceiling, thinking of the day to come. She had never been to a school like this before, not one for 'special' students such as she. Would there be other shinigami's? Who would she have classes with? What would her room mate be like?

These questions buzzed about inside of her until her mind fell into a fantasy of the day to come, and without realizing it, Jaelyn fell asleep.