[center][h1][b]Iraleth Kyrios[/b][/h1][/center]

Her Adapa pinged just before she entered the mailroom, and Iraleth took a brief moment to read the message over. Whoever was in charge of student assignments had a rather twisted sense of humor, it seemed. To tell the truth, Ciara wasn't even her biggest concern in this class roster. That bloody Chloe girl was likely going to be insufferable, especially considering Iraleth was the one who'd dispatched her yesterday. Unfortunate. She suppressed the urge to sigh in dismay and instead opened the door to the mailroom, striding inside. 

Within, she was greeted by nobody save for a girl in a coat too big for her, staring unresponsively at a light bulb of all things. Iraleth looked at her for a moment, nonplussed. What was she doing? Still, it wasn't any of her business. But best to announce herself just in case. 

[b]"Don't mind me."[/b] She said, gazing around the room. [b]"I'm simply looking for a post box. Outgoing mail."[/b] She didn't bother holding the sealed letter off. There was a better than not chance this girl wouldn't even bother to turn to look at Iraleth. 


[@Estylwen]