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"Yeah, my first time here. I'm a little nervous." She giggled a bit and writ down in the book with a pen.

“Well you came at least one day after me and I don’t think I made any other friends other than a girl named Hana.” She said

Avi chuckled.”I could help you get through it. And don’t get nervous about anything ok?” He said comforting her.

Lyric smiled.”Mine was really good thanks for asking.”

Calan floated into the room a took a seat. She pulled a sketchbook out and began doodling

She smiled, "Thanks, and what's your name? I'm Akirra." She holds out her hand for a shake.

she was speechless

Yuri smiled.”I win.” She joked smiling.

“I’m Avi.” He said shaking her hand.

"Nice to meet you Carden Vantine!" She smiled and went back to reading her book, writing in a language that probably she could understand.

“What are you writing?” He asked her.

((Sorry it should be Avi my bad.))

She stopped for a second thinking. "Umm... I uh... Don't know actually. It is a language I learned from my people. Can't remember what it was called

“Well What are your powers?” He asked.

She looked over. "Oh, uh Alteration and Illusion I have studied them for years. I have gotten to the point of conjuring small things, my first one was Corinth!" She called Corinth in his spell and he came out then back into his vessel. "I guess he is shy?"

she grumbled "fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine"

Anthony

I woke Matt up after taking my shower and getting dressed. After that, I went down to the mess hall for some food.

Matt

Anthony got me up, as usual. I had slept like a rock like it was the second time in a month where I got any good sleep. I got my shower, put on my clothes and went down to the mess hall, anticipating another fascinating day of learning.

Corrine pulled her sleeves over her hands, looking at the food options they had available. She ended up picking some vanilla yogurt, topping it with sliced strawberries and granola.

Calan looked around looking for a suitable person to draw. She eventually started sketching Akiira from the corner of the room.

Artur sat lightly in a chair, a cup of warm coffee before him. The depth of scent alone made him salivate, but it'd be much too hot as it was. Coffee was best taken in small, less scalding sips. Instead of eating though, he sat back, and let his ears wander from conversation to conversation.