Angie took the clothing, thought not finding it in her style. The card too she took after her glasses had scanned the numbers on it. The place was cold just how she liked places to be, she wanted to have seen more of the outside or way to get here. But they had to protect the Sanctuary so she understood why they weren't allowed. A chubby chick wearing one of the uniforms seated herself upon some box's. The uniform she was given had one key feature, heels. God did she hate heels. last time she wore a pair she couldn't stay straight up. This girl, who never bothered to name herself for the ease of the newcomers started blabbing. Not naming herself did cause a tick to go off in Angie' head, she would like to know the names of her fellow 'students'. 

Barely listening to her speech, which by Angie's standers was one of the worst she has heard in a long time, she scanned over the faces of each and everyone of her fellow 'students'. The software in her glasses creating a profile for them. She caught a few segments out of the chubby girls speech. 'impression that you’re here because you’re special and gifted' and 'you’re just another number in a sea of faces, so don’t expect any special treatment' in half a sense she was expecting this out of a girl like the speaker. On the other half she knew she wasn't the most special thing on the planet. Nothing had ever came to her with special treatment. 

For a place like this you would expect the speaker to just leave. But asking for questions seemed like a invitation to question the system. This speech was becoming less interesting. Going over the dorm room and how to get there were also put into her glasses. She put a mental note to get the dorm rooms of anyone she needs. The first guy to ask a question asked one of the most stupid questions she could have thought of. ' What is your name.' if the girl wanted to share that she would have earlier. she liked that the boy had some curiosity into the system, but curiosity killed the cat.  

Angie was in the side of the group. Close to the edge away from the center. In all means of confusion or fights that could ensue in the crowd she could easily slip away to find her dorm. Which she did hope she could set up her system in.  A girl spoke out next in the back, in all her days of mimicking emotions she knew the girl was just using sass to get in trouble. Another boy spoke up after her. While the girl had her points she found the entire question asking pointless. They would have gave you the information if it was available. Or you should get that on your own time. Right now the window for her to set up her room orderly was closing. 

She was closer to the boy who spoke up after the sass girl than anyone else interesting. Again this seemed to just be causing so much trouble. Her expression stayed neutral, as she silently held the clothes In hand. She could get the information she needed later. now she just wanted to get to her new place of residence.