Opening Ceremony!

[principalmouse]

Who: Everybody!
What: Opening Ceremony! Say hi to all your new friends! It's a meet 'n' greet!
When: OPENING DAY!
Where: Just inside the Academic Building
Warnings: None yet. Yet.
[In a wide open hall with banners and a various sundry of celebratory items, the headmaster's rousing speech begins to come to a close.]

In short, you all are here to save our world! There is a threat out there that we must face, but we cannot face it alone. [His demeanor is pleasant, but thinly veiled. His stress is evident in his words, but he is attempting to stay cheerful.] We must do our best to watch over our friends and family and neighbors, no matter who they may be.

We are all responsible for one another. [He lets the silence hang for a moment before letting off and overly cheerful--] HaHa! [Was that a bit forced? Or was it just me?]

Well, guys, it’s time for me t’go, got lotsa stuff to take care of bein’ headmaster and all. But please, get to know one another, go check out classes, and find out where you live on campus! [He gestures to various sections of the room, all labeled with bright colored papers and text.]

I’ll see y’around!

[And with that, the headmaster is off! No, seriously. Watch him go, he’s movin’ fast for such a short guy.]

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merida → ota

[myownhand]

[Alright, so she had a mother for a bear, at least temporarily, and she had faced a few weird things in her time. But Merida—merida doesn’t think she’s going to get used to a gigantic mouse for a ‘headmaster’. And really that’s just the start of the weirdness that will be transferring to this school for her. Dunbroch wasn’t exactly “hip with the times”, and she’s still getting used to the ‘lights’ overhead.

But right now. Right now she’s going to check up on her rooming assignment. At first she’s pleased because she’s so high up in one of the buildings—but then.]

Wait, roommate? I have a roommate?

[OKAY SO. MAYBE SHE WASN’T ALWAYS SUPER PRINCESS LIKE—
But she NEVER had to share a room before.]

Re: merida → ota

[shepherdofthefrost]

[ Don't mind him, he's just sitting over here on the table where you picked up your rooming assignment - on the table - with a folder of his own in his lap. He may or may not have also leaned over and snuck a peak at said rooming assignment and decided that since she's so shocked by the roommate factor he's gonna be a troll now. ]

I know, right? Weird. You gotta wonder who it could possibly be.

[ Said oh-so-casually, as he holds a conspicuous piece of paper in his hands. ]

Just think, it could be anybody in this entire room!

[ Sliiiiding that piece of paper casually across the table. For absolutely no reason. No reason at all. ]

They could be right next to you and you'd never know. Crazy, huh?

[ Just. Staring up at the ceiling. Whistling. And twiddling his thumbs. Don't mind him, don't mind him at all. ]

they are going to murder each other.

[myownhand]

[Don't mind as she spins to shoot a glare his way-- And what the heck is with these uniforms? They were way too short]

And what's that supposed t'mean? [She's already a bit aggravated already, and having someone just trying to push her buttons further isn't exactly...ideal at the moment.] Are y'sayin' y'have some idea of who my roommate's goin' t'be?

[shepherdofthefrost]

[ He gives a crooked half-smile, resisting the urge to laugh. ] Jack Frost, right? I might know the guy. He is a guy, though, I gotta warn you. Not sure that was supposed to happen, but it did, so I guess you're stuck with it now, huh?

Funny enough, I think my roommate might be a girl. [ He picks his slip of paper back up and wags it around. ] Some Merida. Does that sound like a girl's name to you? Because it sounds like one to me.

1/2

[myownhand]

[....SNATCHING THAT PAPER RIGHT OUT OF YOUR HANDS.]

What!?

2/3

[myownhand]

[Looking at the paper harder--]

No--!

3/4 shit.

[myownhand]

This has t'be a mistake. Why would I be roomin' with someone like-- [Big wild hand gestures of incomprehensibility right here] --like you?

4/5 FUCK IT KEEPS GETTING WORSE

[myownhand]

I just thought someone got clever and named their babby girl after a winter spirit, but-- [Another pointed look at your masculine frame... skinny as it is.]-- A boy? Really?

5/6 nope this train keeps going

[myownhand]

[Don't mind as she now talks to herself as if that's going to make this situation better.] And one with white hair? I guess that's why they named him Jack Frost. That's original.

done ♥

[myownhand]

[Okay now rolling up that piece of paper and pointing it squarely to the middle of your chest mister.] We have t'find th'headmaster and fix this right away.

1/idek u thought this would end here u thought wrong

[shepherdofthefrost]

[ Okay, well, while she's having a mental breakdown he's tugging on the hem of his hoodie and looking down at it in confusion. ]

...Is it the hoodie?

[ Because. He stole it from a girl. So he can understand why there might be some misconceptions. ]

[shepherdofthefrost]

[ Also about the hair and the name - he raises a finger to stop her. ]

Also, I'm not sure how you know about all that, but I'm actually -

Re: done ♥

[shepherdofthefrost]

[ ...Or...not. He lowers his hand and quietly watches her continue to freak out, amused. ]

i quit u still reign champ

[shepherdofthefrost]

[ He eyeballs the piece of paper at his chest for a good ten seconds, then raises a hand to gently push it down. ]

So does this mean you don't want to be my roommate? I'm hurt.

[ This deliberately obtuse statement is accompanied by puppy dog eyes. Surely, Merida, you can't resist this face. ]

1/3 AS ALWAYS.

[myownhand]

[....SHE'S NOT SURE HOW TO COMPUTE THIS--]

[thneed]

[ He has to double check his own rooming assignment he's holding once the big ball of red hair - He bets he could knit that into a sweater - unexpectedly blurted out like that. Roommates?

Nope. Another read through of his paper ensures he's still the top floor in what looks like the nicer building all on his own like he had been two seconds ago. A third read ensures that this is not magic paper that changes your roommate situation. Crisis averted.

Sucks for red, though. ]

Just hope they don't snore on you.

[myownhand]

Snorin'? That's th'least of my worries as far as I'm concerned- [She squints harder, as if that action will change the result which is already pretty obvious]

Am I really goin' t'be in th'same room as-- Jack Frost, is it?


[Wh---]

Who names their child after a winter spirit, anyway?

[thneed]

[ He was not picturing this girl to be able to make such a squinty face. He raises his eyebrows a bit. ]

Beats me. [ Not in the market to judge names there. Technically his first one is 'The' ]

Maybe his mom was really into winter. Shouldn't you be more surprised at the fact that you got a 'Jack'? Pretty sure that makes you co-ed.

[myownhand]

....No way, they wouldn't do that. I'm sure it's just some girl who likes t'be called "Jack". Probably short for Jacqueline or th'like.

Girls and boys can't room with each other.

[thneed]

I'm not sure they register people in school with nicknames. If it were short for something, it should say the whole name.

Must be a fluke in their system there.

[la_plus_belle]

[Luck would have it that Belle passes by, just in time to overhear.]

Is there a problem, mademoiselle?

[myownhand]

--No... Yes

[SHE'S NOT SURE.]

I mean, I suppose there really isn't. I just-- [Hand flailing and general gesturing.] Never had a roommate before, and I'm afraid it may be a boy.

[la_plus_belle]

[She chuckles, the sound soft and warm.] I wouldn't worry about that too much. I believe I read that the school doesn't allow young men and women to room together, even if they share the same hall.

At worst, you'll need to prepare to share your space with another girl.

[delancret]

I take it you aren't accustomed to sharing quarters.

[Of course she isn't, she tells herself, not with the way she's dressed. She's obviously noble. Danielle shrugs her own shoulders.]

You get used to it.

[myownhand]

I'm a bit more worried about th'fact that it may be a boy I'm sharin' quarters with.


[Granted, trying to imagine sharing a room with a girl with a ton of big poofy dresses is a mite impossible, but better than a BOY]