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The variety of introductions had each professor mentally taking notes; even Tomai was already noting who would become a potential problem down the line. Lysander remained perfectly pleasant, giving each student his complete attention. The majority of students were self assured and knew their future roles in Fódlan, and any rough around the edges could be smoothed over well enough. He exercised a cautious optimism, knowing that at minimum the Archbishop would be pleased. He did, however, watch the Imperial princess with open curiosity. 

Adelaide’s introduction was followed by Johann, who only stood once the princess was seated. He flashed what he hoped was a friendly grin at the room at large. [color=coral]“Greetings, one and all. I am Johann von Aegir of Adrestia. I squired under Lord Klaus von Arundel and thus my interest in chivalry and knighthood was sparked. I don’t care much for cowardice nor dishonesty, either,”[/color] He gave Clarissa a small nod of acknowledgment before retaking his seat.

Derec figured since he was the last Lion he may as well stand. However, he noticed that Isolde had also stood, the pair looking at one another in surprise. The redhead retook his seat, gesturing for her to go first. This seemed to embolden her, but a good few seconds passed, the blonde girl’s eyes darting all over the place. [color=lemonchiffon]“...Isolde von Ordelia,”[/color] She managed to sputter out, a bout of nervousness gripping her. [color=lemonchiffon]“I like knitting and sewing and…I don’t like this…”[/color] Her words got quieter as she slowly sank back down to her seat, eyes trained on a spot on the desk in front of her. 

The awkwardness following Isolde’s introduction hung over the classroom. Taking pity, Derec stood up again, clearing his throat loud enough to get everyone’s attention. [color=turquoise]"I'm Derec Ballard,"[/color] He introduced himself with a smile. [color=turquoise]"I like making weapons and accessories, and as for dislikes, I prefer cooler temperatures and don't do as well in the heat. I look forward to working with you all."[/color]

Derec’s introduction was punctuated with a clap from Michail as he stepped forward. [color=00aeef]“Wonderful! Now we all know each other a little better!”[/color] He grinned at the class, placing his hands on his hips. [color=00aeef]"I, for one, am looking forward to our year together! With all that out of the way, you’ll all be dismissed. Feel free to get comfortable with your dorms–the assignments are on the bulletin board outside–and dinner will be–”[/color]

Tomai did a double take, giving Michail an incredulous look as he continued to speak. [color=red]“What–no,”[/color] Tomai interrupted the knight. [color=red]“There’s still a student who hasn’t introduced himself.”[/color]

[color=00aeef]“Huh?”[/color] Michail paused, looking around the room, counting each student. [color=00aeef]“Oh, only eleven. I must’ve missed someone…?”[/color] He seemed a little confused, his hand coming up as he silently recounted the students.

Tomai bit back a comment and motioned to the student in question sitting towards the back. Michail followed his motion, looking back at him with a confused expression. There was a moment where Tomai looked like he was going to keel over from disbelief, but he composed himself, instead gesturing for the student in question to get up.

Rudolf shakily stood from his seat near the back of the room, even paler than normal after that withering ordeal. As if it weren’t obvious enough that he didn’t belong here, the Goddess seemed eager to remind him every chance She got. The room was full of men and women of confidence and decisiveness. Even the outliers - an irrelevant Fraldarius some ways down the line of succession and the daughter of a traitor barely clinging to what remained of her aristocracy - had excuses; they could settle for a meek, invisible existence. Count Bergliez could not. The princess seemed to agree, given the scathing attack she put forth in her introduction, targeted or otherwise.

Rudolf almost thought he was in the clear when their knightly ‘professor’ - he used this term lightly - began to wrap up the introductions before Rudolf could even muster the courage to rise from his chair, but even that small solace was denied to him when Professor Malathice forced him to stand up. 

[color=b300b3]"Uh,"[/color] he started lamely before clearing his throat, giving the room a moment to settle their eyes on him properly before he started talking. [color=b300b3]"I’m Rudolf. Uh, Rudolf von Bergliez. Of the Empire, as you can probably guess from the… yeah. Bergliez. I like-"[/color] Saints, what [i]did[/i] he like? He blanked on every preference he’d ever had, short of the intense dislike of whatever [i]this[/i] was that he shared with the Ordelia girl. His mouth floundered open once or twice, as if words would come easier if he just started to speak, but they never did.

[color=b300b3]"Uh. Sorry,"[/color] he finished quietly, then shrunk back down in his chair, hopefully to be ignored by the congregation again for the rest of the year.

[color=00aeef]“No need for apologies, we’ve got the rest of the year to get to know each other better!”[/color] Michail grinned, ignoring Tomai’s exasperation. 

Lysander nodded in agreement. [color=plum]“As Michail mentioned, dorm assignments are on the bulletin board. Our offices are located on the second floor and are always open whenever needed. I believe Professor Kalonic wished to speak with the House Leaders for a moment, but everyone else is dismissed,”[/color] He stated. [color=plum]“Enjoy your evenings!”[/color]

With the dismissal of the students, the courtyard got a little busier as conversations blended into one another. The only exception was a very loud Oskar Goneril announcing Jorah’s party. Tomai decided to take the nearest empty seat and flipped open his book, diving into the text and showing little interest in anything else. 

Euphemia perched herself on the desk, crossing her legs and waiting patiently for the trio to make their way to her. [color=yellow]“I won’t keep you long, but House Leaders have a few more responsibilities in addition to their schoolwork. The first is a weekly report with your house professor on your classmates’ skills. Every Monday, you will let me know which skills your classmates want to work on, and in turn we–that is to say, all of your professors–will ensure each student is educated properly. Most nobles usually have some idea on reports and the like from watching the adults in your life, but aren’t aware of the actual paperwork behind it. This will be excellent practice and help me judge how you would watch over your own troops, so to speak; if there are any faults or mistakes, I will correct them, so feel free to do your best and don’t be afraid of any slip-ups.”[/color]

[color=yellow]“The second is a mandatory monthly conference with the other house leaders. Facilitating relationships between the future leaders of the Empire, Kingdom, and the Alliance is a cornerstone in diplomacy, so this will also be good practice for the future. This will also be the time where your problem solving skills will come in handy, as any inter-house grievances or issues are to be solved there,”[/color] She tapped Priscilla against the palm of her free hand. [color=yellow]“The last will be deciding which students will be assigned to which tasks. The Officers Academy is indebted to Garreg Mach for their donations, and so we return the favor with community service. The students help by tending to the horses in the stables, picking weeds from the fields, and assisting guards with watching the skies on pegasi and wyverns. Keep in mind that students cannot opt out once they're chosen and will lose their free time on Saturdays to complete these tasks.”[/color]

The blonde looked at each leader. [color=yellow]“That is the sum of your responsibilities. Are there any questions?”[/color] She asked. [color=yellow]“If not, then that’s all from me. I’ll be looking forward to working with you this year!”[/color]

Michail followed the crowd outside but paused when he spotted the young Archbishop crossing the courtyard with the current Captain of the Knights of Seiros, a tall, olive-skinned woman named Kalliope. The height difference between the pair was staggering despite Ioannis’ headpiece adding a good amount to his height. He diverted his path towards the pair, catching the tail end of their conversation.

[color=springgreen]“If you truly feel that the Western Church no longer requires your services anymore, then I welcome you home,”[/color] Ioannis told her. [color=springgreen]“I imagine your knights will be pleased.”[/color]

[color=green]“Some more than others. I need to ensure no slackers were born while I was gone. Lady Arianthe mentioned she would come soon as well,”[/color] Kalliope said, eyes focused on any who wandered too close. 

Ioannis stopped in place, surprised. [color=springgreen]“Lady Arianthe will come here? What a pleasant surprise, she didn’t mention that in her last letter,”[/color] He said. He followed Kalliope’s gaze to Michail, who stopped and bowed before the pair. [color=springgreen]“Ah, Michail, I meant to ask how your first day as professor went.”[/color]

[color=00aeef]“Good evening Little Archbishop, Captain,”[/color] Michail greeted the pair.

[color=green]“I think it would be best if you weren’t so casual with the Archbishop, Michail,”[/color] Kalliope raised an eyebrow at him. 

Meanwhile, the [b]Dining Hall[/b] was bustling with servants coming in and out of the kitchen. On any other day, a horde of students and church goers would likely stampede into the room and form lines, but as today was more relaxed, it was mostly stragglers and the hungry that decided to answer to the bell's summons. Word about a party in the courtyard had spread, and it spread [i]fast[/i]–while there were some who preferred to get settled, some were curious to see the many nobles of the Rose Unit. The idea of putting a majority–if not all–the nobles into a single unit had spread faster than the party rumors, with whispers on the Archbishop's decision floating around.[/indent][/indent][hr][hr]