[b]Grand Hall to Sapphire Room[/b]
[i]"Man this night is a major wreck."[/i] Arthur thought, shaking the bits of glass out of his hair. Luckily, he wasn't harmed from any of it. [i]"First I don't meet but one person, and she runs away like a ghost. Bloody damn near looked like a ghost as well. No one will believe I actually have any friends. This definitely sucks. Might as well go back and go to sleep."[/i] Walking out of the Hall, Arthur slowly meandered to the dorm, head hung in sadness. He walked up the stairs and reached his room, opening the door and slammed it behind him, surely startling the other resident. "This bloody fucking sucks. Terrible night." Arthur gave a big sigh and jumped onto his bed, not even bothering to change.

[b]Morning, Sapphire Room[/b]
Waking up early next morning, Arthur picked up the note that was near the door and yelled out the contents of the letter so that the entire Sapphire Room could hear. "DEAR STUDENTS,

BY THE TIME YOU READ THIS BREAKFAST WILL ALREADY BE PREPARED. 

PLEASE JOIN ME IN THE GRAND HALL FOR A BUFFET STYLE MEAL AS SOON AS POSSIBLE AS THIS IS MANDATORY.

I AM OBLIGED TO ANSWER ANY QUESTIONS FROM THERE.

SIGNED 

OFFICE OF ADMISSIONS,

LUMEN VALE"

After reading the letter, Arthur tossed it to the side, near the other man's door. "Hmmph. Well, since it's mandatory, guess I gotta go. Hey mate! I don't know if you're awake or not, but i'm heading out. i'll meet you there, and maybe we can talk. Sound good?" Arthur turned and went to change, putting on his school uniform, not knowing whether he needed to or not yet. Deciding to not be the average student, Arthur styled it a bit, untying the tie, opening the first button on his collar and rolling up his sleeves. Walking down the stairs towards the exit, Arthur glanced at the rain and silently cursed under his breath, before walking to the grand hall once again.

[b]Grand Hall[/b]
Walking inside, there seemed to be several students here as well, each of them in their own corner. Finding it annoying he spoke up loud. "Bloody fuckin hell you guys are like a morgue. Where is the talking, the friendly banter? Come on, someone talk at least a little bit so it isn't like a funeral." Walking over to the woman with blackish hair, who he assumed to be Lumen, he took on a quieter voice, struggling to keep his accent to a minimum. "You must be miss Lumen Vale correct? Pleasure to meet you. My name is Arthur, but call me Arty."