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Glissa's dorm is the first door on the second floor. The door has had several extra locks added to it, and there are claw marks gashed into the metal sign that reads " Headmisstress Navali". The room itself isn't very inviting either. The walls and ceiling were painted black, and the carpet had been replaced with a dark grey slate. There was a large black steel four poster bed against one wall. It had dark red velvet curtains draped across the railings, and the head and footboards were steel spikes. Across from the bed was a large armoir. It looked ancient. The wood was so old in was nearly black, and there were hand painted scenes on the doors depicting demons. Next to the dresser was a desk littered with papers and strange scrolls. A set of shelves was set on top of the desk, and was filled with books, manuscripts and scrolls. The window is always left open, and when there is a breeze, the red velvet curtains billow out the window. In front of the window is a small window seat with two matching velvet cushions.

Tiffie made her way through the halls, hoping that she might find something to point her in the right direction, or someone to show her. She mostly kept to the walls, because she was afraid of getting in someone's way...even if the halls in this particular wing of the school were rather empty, and even though she was hardly large enough to get in anyone's way anyway.


"Oh, wonderful. Now, not only are you late, you're lost as well! You're a real genius!" Moofles said, as per her usual snippy mind-set. Tiffie dishearted, although she was use to this rather rude form of abuse from the deity.


"...well, maybe I'll find someone to help me soon..." Tiffie mumbled, both to Moofles and to reassure herself. She noted a rather...secure looking door, a completely understated observation, and wondered if it was the supply closet. She knocked on it rather quietly, hoping that maybe a janitor was inside and could help.

Moofles, meanwhile, was laughing at her host's lack of observation skills, as she noted the rather harsh carving of "Headmistress" on the door right away. "This is going to be good." She thought, amused.

Tiffie shrieked and fell over onto the floor in shock. "Ah...ah...sorry...I...uhm..." She mewed quietly to herself, staring as pathetically at the floor as humanly possible, and wished she could just disappear. "I..I...uhm...lost...and...uhm..." She really hoped that whoever this was would really consider not clawing her eyes out. She rather liked her eyes, after all. She glanced again at the woman, and wished she were somewhere else, somewhere obscenely far away. She was already too frightened of the woman...demon...thing before her to really register much of her appearence, save the claws that she was so currently focused on wishing were not there.

Moofles laughed hysterically at this, and wished she had some popcorn. You know, ignoring the fact that she didn't technically have a mouth to eat it with. After all, it was a great stroke of luck that this headmistress not only was apparently crazy, (judging by her rather improper appearence), but had claws as well! Tiffie, after all, was deathly afraid of sharp things.

"Uhm..." She started as the woman helped her up. "Well...I...uhm, got lost...you see, I was late, and I didn't...know where to go..." Tiffie trailed off, and gave a small, sheepish smile as she straightened out her loose clothing and collected her tome off the floor. "I'm sorry for waking you up, I thought that was a janitor's closet....but I guess it wasn't..." Tiffie hoped she hadn't completely destroyed her chances of being on the good side of the first person she met, but guessed that, maybe, this person wouldn't hold this (hopefully) small thing against her.

"Pointy things! Out to snap at your eyeballs and make them go squish!" Moofles shouted 'helpfully' to the girl, at what she thought was the best time ever. It probably wasn't, but who was going to question her insane and slightly annoying wishes?

"ACK!" Tiffie yelped loudly, forgetting she was in front of a random person. "Stop that!"

Tiffie made a face, and mumbed something to herself that sounded vaguely like 'loud metal music' and 'non-stop', before straightening and looking back at the headmistress.

"...sorry about that...I've got a...nevermind..." She figured that, perhaps, it'd be best to avoid being deemed the school nutcase for at least one day. Thus, Moofles would not be mentioned, much to the deity's dismay. Said deity was still sulking at the threat of horrible blasting music, and decided that she might as well 'play nice' for the time being. Besides, Moofles thought it might be better to wait and meet more of the mortals kicking around the place before making herself known.

"Uhm...that'd be nice. But, I mean, I wouldn't want to impose...at the head table, I mean..." She looked at her feet and pressed her fingers together embarrassedly.

Tiffie nodded slightly, holding out her hand and shaking Glissa's. "I'm Tiffie, it's a pleasure to meet you ma'am." She paused, before adding, "I guess I could sit with you, then~" Tiffie smiled brightly, glad that she finally had some firm ground to stand on in this new place.

Tiffie followed Glissa into her room, but didn't feel right about venturing in too far. Rooms, to her, were some of the most personal areas a person could have. She settled, instead, for inspecting it from her spot near the door.

...not that she herself would go for this particular motif, she decided as she glanced around, but it definitely suited Glissa, as far as she could tell. She gulped a bit as the weapons came into sight, but decided to be quiet about it. After all, she was the thing out of place here.

"I can tell I'm going to like this woman!" Moofles announced happily. Tiffie just rolled her eyes and hugged her tome while she waited.

"Sure, I guess that'd be alright..." Tiffie said, nodding slightly. She had never flown before, but it was definitely something on her 'to-try' list. She moved forward, looking around for whatver Glissa was going to use for flying, be it a broom, or a carpet or something. Hopefully, this wouldn't be a completely frightening experience.