"lovely to meet you as well Madison." she said putting her hand out to shake.
"So...witch?"
"well either way lets just find my room." he looked at his paper, reading over it he found hid number. "well were is room 216 located?" he said glancing through the long corridors, "that way?" he said walking down the hall looking for his room.
"Hm? I have no idea what you're talking about but I'll help," Rebecca starts placing items.
"eh? oh am I a witch? yes, yes I am, and your a centar?" she asked curiously taking her hand away.
"Sorry, I don't do handshakes. Too tense. and Cervitaur, not Centaur. Difference is I'm part deer, not horse."
(back) well I heard some ones thoughts but I don't know who it was
"You read minds?"
((Ahem, I don’t mean to sound rude, but no one has noticed my character, that I even posted with twice, with no response either time. Again I do not mean to sound rude or egotistical.))
((You can interact w Madison, though Rebecca is busy at the moment. Madison is already talking, you may introduce yourself to her.))
Rylan was starting to get frustrated. Why couldn't he find the dormitories for the boys? He growled with frustration, and trudged on. He hadn't even seen any men yet. Was this a all girls school? Did he make a mistake? He checked his pass, it didn't say anything about only girls. He cast a glance behind him. No one.
"oh right sorry, that's cool a deer instead of horse must be rare I think your the first I've met." she let out a soft sigh. "So then what room number do you have?" She asked curiously.
(This is the part were I ask if they can be roomates or not? Lol)
(This is the part were I ask if they can be roomates or not? Lol)
((I don't know if there is a OOC, or OCC, whichever its called. If there is, tell me please, cause I want to join, even if I have to use a human charater.))
Purple hands managed to grasp the flying piece of cloth and fluff. A soft sigh could be heard leaving the light purple lips of the droopy eared, elven person.
“I want to talk with someone, but what if they try to harm me. Mother and father warned me about the world outside of our kingdom, I guess I never thought it’d be this scary.” A deepish, feminine voice whisked through the air. Said voice belonged to the elf, Emberlia.
“I want to talk with someone, but what if they try to harm me. Mother and father warned me about the world outside of our kingdom, I guess I never thought it’d be this scary.” A deepish, feminine voice whisked through the air. Said voice belonged to the elf, Emberlia.
Madison takes out a slip, completely uncrumpled, and reads it. "117. (If the numbers go that high that is.)"
((Wait, Rylan and Emberlia are having the same problem, right? Not getting noticed.
Why don't you two conversate?))
Why don't you two conversate?))
((Well Emberlia is kind of, scared to talk with someone. She doesn’t normally go up to someone unless they are also elven.))
((And he doesn't like to talk.))
((They should bump into eachotherrrrr))
((Alrighty.))
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