Reya brightened as Jaclyn approached, her seemingly always-present grin giving radiance to her words. "Yep, Orion and I, whenever he gets here. We should go together and, you know...catch up! I feel terrible for not getting closer with everyone at Signal...but no use lamenting the past right? Gotta keep our heads up!" Reya said with a healthy dash of pep. It was true, she felt bad for not reaching out more. Those that she spoke with quickly cast her off after her getting into Beacon. It was all well and good for Reya, though. New start, new friends, new everything! There wasn't much to fret about.
After a few more moments, Orion emerged from the auditorium, Lady Sakanade not in tow. "Lady"...it seemed like a superfluous title here. They were all there to learn, and if status got in the way of that, what was the point? Exhaling a bit deeper, Reya returned Orion's small wave. It was kind of hard to miss her, wasn't it? What with the big bright parasol..."Hey! Yeah, I thought so. Oh, and Jaclyn here's gonna come with...right?" Reya asked her fellow Signal graduate, just to confirm. The raven-haired girl didn't really allow any time before getting her phone out to check the direction of the buffet on the school website. "it should be over there...off we go! Careful not to bump Priestess, she's awfully temperamental when she's gathering Aura." Reya motioned to her parasol before walking forward a bit and turning around sharply. "Unless you guys need to get things out of storage?"
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I'm just not going to pay attention to the OOC anymore.
Bullshit Hae, it's like a fire, we can't help but stare.
Reya's eyes were glued to Arrun as he gave his speech. Well...once he got over that initial hurdle. That was kind of pitiful. But the rest! Oh, wow, that was inspiring. Everything he said was true, and as forceful as it should be. It was necessary to understand the risks of Beacon. Reya remembered the clear statement on the application...the one covering the fact that they could die. They were facing Grimm, after all. Though, that danger definitely was a part of the allure. Reya found herself nodding along with the acting Headmaster's speech, clapping as soon as it was over.
"Now, if that doesn't get you pumped, I don't know what will." Reya said, mostly to herself. She nearly missed Ms. Patch's announcement about food, and the curfew. So tomorrow was the day. Her dark eyes had a gleam of raw energy, seemingly at odds with her calm appearance. As she got up and stretched, she looked from Arara to Orion. "I dunno about you, but 'free' doesn't sound bad. I'd rather not blow all of my money right away." She said, knowing that maybe going to another eatery wouldn't rob her. She just felt that she might find more interesting people at the buffet. Pulling both Rings from their resting places, she tapped them together, causing them to unfold and shift into Priestess. Folded, of course, no need for bad luck. Reya began moving out with the other prospects, until she was outside of the auditorium.
With a smile, she unfolded Priestess, it's pink parasol accenting her outfit perfectly. Not only was it a deadly weapon, but it was also a lovely fashion statement. She decided to wait a bit, just in case Orion decided to accompany her. There was a feeling that sat inside her saying that a buffet wasn't exactly Arara's cup of tea. One could always be wrong, though.
"Now, if that doesn't get you pumped, I don't know what will." Reya said, mostly to herself. She nearly missed Ms. Patch's announcement about food, and the curfew. So tomorrow was the day. Her dark eyes had a gleam of raw energy, seemingly at odds with her calm appearance. As she got up and stretched, she looked from Arara to Orion. "I dunno about you, but 'free' doesn't sound bad. I'd rather not blow all of my money right away." She said, knowing that maybe going to another eatery wouldn't rob her. She just felt that she might find more interesting people at the buffet. Pulling both Rings from their resting places, she tapped them together, causing them to unfold and shift into Priestess. Folded, of course, no need for bad luck. Reya began moving out with the other prospects, until she was outside of the auditorium.
With a smile, she unfolded Priestess, it's pink parasol accenting her outfit perfectly. Not only was it a deadly weapon, but it was also a lovely fashion statement. She decided to wait a bit, just in case Orion decided to accompany her. There was a feeling that sat inside her saying that a buffet wasn't exactly Arara's cup of tea. One could always be wrong, though.
You guys have no idea how much shit I flipped seeing those pictures
Fucking no.
Fucking no.
As I stare blankly at this unfolding shitstorm
Those are some pretty elastic intestines
The rush, the noise...it felt great. Elizea bounced around the plaza, avoiding the streams of people, so as not to get in their way. Some seemed to be players, all carrying crates and packages...was it an event? Probably...she'd have to find a way to get in on it. As she skipped by a window, Elizea halted and backtracked. Her reflection...it was her's, right?...stared back at her. Long pink pigtails, vivid pink eyes...and an absolutely adorable pink outfit! She traced the tattoo under her eye, and on her arm, a vine-like design. "This is beyond cool..." Elizea mumbled. She had opted to go with a random appearance, and it was definitely worth it. It was such a vibrant, fun look!
Without her noticing, a man realized her staring in the window. Walking over and opening it, he caused Elizea to jump. "Oh, sorry, my dear...I noticed you looking into my shop. Interested in some new clothes?" He questioned, and Elizea noticed a tape measure and some thread hanging from the front pocket of his white, ruffled shirt. She glanced up at the sign above his door...on it, some thread and a needle were emblazoned. So he was a tailor? Sweet..."Uh, no thanks, sir..." Elizea said, a bit confused on how to proceed, before asking what was on her mind, "...but could you tell me what's up with all of these crates and things?"
"Well, haven't you heard? There's to be a festival in Windswept Oasis! Oh my, speaking of which...would you be willing to help me? You see, I have some bedding for the Inn, as they were a bit short. However, I can't get away at the moment..." The tailor asked, and Elizea jumped on the opportunity. "Sure, no problem!" She accepted with a smile. The tailor grinned, handing her a medium-sized box. "Thank you so very much!" Before she could ask where the inn was, the tailor was back to work. A notification appeared before her;
Quest started: From Merchant to Merchant
"My first quest!" Elizea said giddily, before realizing...she had no idea where the inn was. Walking among the stalls, Elizea kept an eye out, but couldn't see anything in the crowd of people...how was she going to navigate the world without a mini-map? With a sigh, Elizea was passing the produce stall, when she heard a young man asking another where the inn was located. Ears perking up, Elizea walked over. "You're looking for the inn, as well? I'm glad I'm not the only one a bit lost..." Elizea greeted, chuckling a bit sheepishly to herself. She hoped the Veni Yan, as it seemed from the tattoos, knew where to go. Maybe she could follow the smaller Nobelle to the inn, just so she didn't get more hopelessly lost in the throngs. The crate wasn't the lightest thing, after all.
Without her noticing, a man realized her staring in the window. Walking over and opening it, he caused Elizea to jump. "Oh, sorry, my dear...I noticed you looking into my shop. Interested in some new clothes?" He questioned, and Elizea noticed a tape measure and some thread hanging from the front pocket of his white, ruffled shirt. She glanced up at the sign above his door...on it, some thread and a needle were emblazoned. So he was a tailor? Sweet..."Uh, no thanks, sir..." Elizea said, a bit confused on how to proceed, before asking what was on her mind, "...but could you tell me what's up with all of these crates and things?"
"Well, haven't you heard? There's to be a festival in Windswept Oasis! Oh my, speaking of which...would you be willing to help me? You see, I have some bedding for the Inn, as they were a bit short. However, I can't get away at the moment..." The tailor asked, and Elizea jumped on the opportunity. "Sure, no problem!" She accepted with a smile. The tailor grinned, handing her a medium-sized box. "Thank you so very much!" Before she could ask where the inn was, the tailor was back to work. A notification appeared before her;
Quest started: From Merchant to Merchant
"My first quest!" Elizea said giddily, before realizing...she had no idea where the inn was. Walking among the stalls, Elizea kept an eye out, but couldn't see anything in the crowd of people...how was she going to navigate the world without a mini-map? With a sigh, Elizea was passing the produce stall, when she heard a young man asking another where the inn was located. Ears perking up, Elizea walked over. "You're looking for the inn, as well? I'm glad I'm not the only one a bit lost..." Elizea greeted, chuckling a bit sheepishly to herself. She hoped the Veni Yan, as it seemed from the tattoos, knew where to go. Maybe she could follow the smaller Nobelle to the inn, just so she didn't get more hopelessly lost in the throngs. The crate wasn't the lightest thing, after all.
I dunno.
Come get, bitch.
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