[center][h1][color=limegreen][u]Beth Carson[/u][/color][/h1][/center]

[color=limegreen]”No, probably not even your pinky finger,”[/color] Beth replied, smiling as Michelle held up her pinky, which was the size of a normal person’s pinky and about the width of Beth’s palm, and wiggled it.  She was glad that the atmosphere was as relaxed as it was, though she was still afraid to be too open about herself and becoming too close to Michelle, a desire that conflicted with her aversion to coming across as rude.  To say the least, Beth had mixed feelings about the conversation that she concealed almost by habit.

Michelle seemed to have put some thought into why she was attending the Academy and what she wanted to get out of them, as she shared that her primary reason for attending in the first place was to acquire her NEST certification so that she could continue to perform in the circus.  Beth was about to ask what that was like, as she had never been to a circus before, when they were joined by another girl, who had light brown hair and was fairly tall, at least from Beth's reckoning if not most other people's, asking if one of the seats at the table was taken.

Looking up at her, Beth shook her head no and motioned that the seat was hers for the taking, though she didn’t say anything else.  She also wasn’t sure if she should go through with asking Michelle what the circus was like, as she didn’t know if the giantess would consider that a breach of her privacy or not.  The decision was made for her, however, as the loudspeaker jumped to life with an announcement that every student should make their way to the reception area in order to receive their rooming assignments and learn who their roommates for the year were going to be.

[color=limegreen]”Well, I suppose that I should get going then,”[/color] Beth said, slipping off the side of the seat and onto her feet before grabbing her plates so that she could drop them off at one of the stations where they would pick them up for cleaning.  [color=limegreen]”It was nice meeting you, Michelle and I’m sorry we didn’t get to talk longer, miss.”[/color]  And with those farewells, one directed, obviously, to Michelle and the other to the newcomer, Beth left, dropping her plates off on the way and following the throng of people to the reception area.

Fortunately, it seemed that the school had the foresight to establish several stations in the reception area where students could be told who their roommate was going to be and where they were going to be rooming.  As such, the lines weren’t as long as they could be, and everything progressed at a fairly smooth pace, though there were the occasional delays when a student complained to the receptionist about who their roommate was.

Eventually, Beth reached the front of the line, though it wasn’t until she made use of her power to hover above the ground a bit that the receptionist could actually see her.  [color=limegreen]”Hello. My name is Elizabeth Carson, and I’d like to get my room assignment and learn who I’ll be rooming with,”[/color] Beth said to the receptionist, a sort of elderly woman with a surprised expression on her face due to how suddenly Beth had popped up.

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[@Mr Allen J], [@Prince of Seraphs]