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Elizabeth was surprised at how late the centaurs had made the Peregrine reach Salem. It was already 9pm and she was hungry, having completely missed lunch because she was absorbed in her reading of the zombies suspense filled thriller, Feed, almost finishing it by their arrival. Elizabeth had gathered in the tightly packed lounge for an emergency announcement, expecting it to have something to do with the Centaur rampage and their late arrival. Instead it was just a warning not to go outside until further notice, and to stay out of the dorms for the time being and the potential punishment for disobeying these instructions. They would, however be allowed to head into the Great Hall to eat, as well as remain in the Lounge. Amongst her list of tasks she needs to accomplish tonight however, is to go talk to Mrs. Woden about her prescription medicine, but that might have to wait. So instead she'd go do what she could, and go eat dinner. It would give her a chance to finish reading her book for the fifth time since she got it.

Walking to the Great Hall, Elizabeth was more than happy to grab a plate, and a few napkins and grab a healthy salad with chicken strips, croutons, and diced eggs for her meal, before heading to an empty section of the Warren table. Before she sat down she noticed Duri Song standing with a plate of his own, looking almost like he was lost. Perhaps if she weren't scared of talking with people she didn't come to trust not to bully her, she would have invited him over. Instead she set down her plate, and pressed the back of her skirt to her legs and sat on the ancient bench. Setting her book up beside her plate, she began to eat her salad, reading a few lines while she chewed, before flipping the page over. She's read the book before so she knew it was coming up, and she felt herself get sad, as she always does reading this part (she had even cried the first time she read it). She keeps reading though, as she continues to chip away at her salad, pacing both so that they would be finished within minutes of the other, with plans to talk to a teacher about finding Mrs. Woden afterward. Her morning trip to see Mrs. Woden to get her medicine was the only thing that made her a morning person.

With no one to bother her, yet, her curiosity crept into mind. If the trip into Salem was anything to go by, this year was going to be different. It was already so late, and the first years haven't been sorted yet. Would they still be sorted tonight, and if so why let students stay in the lounge? While Elizabeth didn't like the idea of being packed around with other students, she came to expect that everyone would be there for the Sorting Ceremony. However the other possibility was that the Sorting Ceremony would be delayed until Morning as well, but that left the problem of where would the first years sleep tonight? Did the Headmistress request the Peregrine stay longer for the students who needed to sleep to get their sleep for the night, and have things continue as normal the next day? She shook the thoughts from her head, they would all be sorted out, and things would fall into place. Routine and some semblance of order would rise and it would be another year at Salem Witches Institute.
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