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Stacey sat down diagonally in relation to the lore master at the table. The holster rode up on her hip, so she set it under her chair. She was ready to eat, she had been lacking in food recently so some fresh homemade meals would be great for her.
Well falling asleep isn't all too fun >.>
Stacey glanced up as the young woman began speaking to her, she nodded as she was told to finish the meeting. She slid the holster onto her belt loop and threw the rag back to the bartender. She swung her blade around a little to show off, and then put it in her holster. She walked around the young woman and made her way back into the meeting room.
@Aisling

Woops! I'm sorry for the inconvenience, I'll throw her there.
I'd like the dragon I wrote to be for Stacey, just sayin >.>
(( Bar countertops: Stacey ))

Stacey had missed the passing out of the vouchers, so she picked one off of the table and nodded thanks to Mystique. Lacking any questions, she made her way over to the bar and sat on a stool. When the bartender made his way over to her, she politely declined, she was just sitting for a place to rest. Her holster has been rubbing up on her hip, she took the shortsword out of it and laid the leather holster on the table. She sighed and asked politely for a rag of some kind. The bartender threw one over to her, she caught it and nodded thanks. The gauntlets she wore clanked together as she wiped down the shortsword.
@twannyman

Stacey is totally not in the right mindset for a relationship, I mean if your character manages to actually flirt and pass through her stone friggin' cold walls.

I could allow it.
Stacey grasped the paper firmly in her hands, she grabbed a writing utensil off the table and started to fill out the paper. It was a simple print, but it would suffice.

Name: Stacey Young
Why you wish to join the Academy: Dragons are such beautiful creatures, I would just like more people to understand that.
Where is your nearest relative: Deceased *the ink had splattered a bit on this part of the paper*
Anything else you wish to add: Nothing too important, currently.

Stacey gently turned the paper over to Mystique, "Nice to meet you" she remarked.
Stacey stumbled into the bar in a manner that told easily she was late. Her thoughts were sprinting across her mind. She was supposed to meet one of her friends for a pint, but they didn't seem to be here. She sighed and saw a rather large commotion, she did a little bit of eavesdropping just to understand what was happening. She had seen the poster about the dragon academy, and was rather interested in it.
Maybe that's the academy meeting up..

She walked over and picked up traces of her words, blood.. pact. She picked up one of the papers that had the vow, and picked up a blood pen. She read over the vow and thought about the repercussions of this.
What's the worst that could happen? she thought as she signed the paper and made the pact.
@Aisling I meant my dragon app, or is that accepted too?
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