[center][b]Loreal[/b][/center] 

 "Oh, thanks!" Loreal repeated at his offer to help her after the speech. She watched him walk off to join the first years, confirming what she was thinking: he didn't look particularly familiar so him being a first year made sense. She turned her attention on the speech after, her eyes watching the headmistress and headmaster. With it being her second year, she was less surprised to see a talking gem stone take the stage, but it was still quite strange. Her people believed many things to be alive: people, animals, plants... Rocks not so much, so it was quite the eye opener her first year. 

When Jeremiah rejoined her with a question, she blinked at him. "Oh. No, he's not the stick," she corrected. "He's the gem on the stick, though. It was pretty...it was something else my first year here, too," she confided, laughing a bit then followed his gaze to the orcs and student in a sort of fight. "Yeah, it's...pretty hectic here, too." Then at his indication, she perked up a bit and turned to leave, following students out of the main hall and to the dorms. 

"This is really awesome of you to help me out with the bags," she said as he led him. "I really appreciate it."

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[b]Dagny[/b][/center] 

“I could live with that,” Dagny assured at Ariadne’s comment on getting addicted, her face still flushed red by the girl’s intimate gestures and tone. Then she was reminded that she still hadn’t given a name and she felt her cheeks warm further and she shifted a bit. “Oh, right. My bad. It’s Dagny Ek,” she stated, grinning confidently at the weight of her name. “Just Dagny, though—or whatever you’d like, really.”

Then the speech began and Dagny had to let the other girl go. [i]Awesome,[/i] she thought ironically, already missing the weight of the other girl in arms. Then her mouth was at her ear again, but she managed to keep herself from looking too flushed. And the promise of a reward— “Oh, I am,” she assured as she was told to look forward to it. Then the blown kiss—she felt her ears warm again and this time smoke escaped from between her lips, filtering into the air. It wasn’t until she noticed the bag in other girl’s hand as she walked away that she noticed it was gone. She looked down at her empty hand and flexed it before looking up once more to watch the girl walk away and join the second years, the headmaster barely grabbing Dagny’s attention.

It was a similar spiel as the last few years of opening speeches. As a result, the dragon had a difficult time paying attention. Even the mention of partners went over head and she used the time given by the speech to set her bags down and cool off. She stretched her arms above her hand and yawned, eyes flickering about at the other students. 

“…You’re dismissed,” finally decided the headmaster. And with that, Dagny gathered her belongings and quickly left to go to her dorm, wanting to avoid the crowd of students. On her way out, she managed to catch a glimpse of Scales chatting up some tall dude she recognized to be a year ahead of Dagny, but managed to ignore the twinge of jealousy.