Her family name meant Light Dragon. Her first name, curtsey of her German father, was Celtic, and was thus written in Katakana. She had a more traditional name she could write with Kanji, but she preferred this one. This made it exceedingly easy to find where she was staying, even glancing at the board from the back of the crowd. Her height advantage was also thanks to her father, though she wasn't as tall as certain other people in the school. Before she left, though, she took the opportunity to spot for some of the other girl's caught in the back of the crowd, bidding them on their way, and also spending time to greet her Kendo Club subordinates.

The grounds were certainly familiar to the woman. She'd memorized the layout and, to her slight dismay, subconsciously memorized many hiding places for potential, hidden assailants. Not that she thought something like that could happen to her here, but her mother's rigorous training had effectively programmed her to always prepare. It was bothersome, but she had to wonder if, some day, she would appreciate it.

For now, though, it was certainly bothersome.

She couldn't spend all day standing by the bulletin board, however, and so she went to go find her room and unpack. Second floor, room 212. Now, to see if her roommate was in yet. The woman paused at the door and opened it, stepping in and calling out. "I'm home~. Hello?" She looked around for a moment before she frowned softly. Not here... well, that just means she should unpack before her roommate arrived.

Oh, good, her small collection of katana had made it...