dis_acdmy_log | Opening Ceremony!

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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[A talking mouse....

Really. And this place was supposed to help them figure out how to stop the Mist? The entire situation held a certain discomforting air to Astrid, first of all from the fact that she has to be away from Berk at all during these times, to pretty everything else she's seen thus far at this Academy.

She stands towards the back of the assembly with her arms crossed and her lips pursed. She may look stern, but go up and talk to her and one will probably learn... that yeah she can be pretty stern.]

...Well I can tell this is going to be a long year.

[Astrid glances at Hiccup from the corner of her eye before offering a nod.]

Very. It almost makes me wish I was back on Berk.

[At least there she knew her skills were being put to good use.]

[He shares her look before inclining his head. Okay so he wasn't that impressed by a talking mouse, but there was a threat to the village. Weren't they here to do something about it?]

It's only the first day. We shouldn't decide anything yet.

I know that.

[She shakes her head and lets out a huff, bangs ruffling with the sudden breath.]

I was just expecting something different.

I knew you did, I was just...

[He runs his fingers through his hair with a small sigh.]

Never mind. I guess a talking mouse is just the tip of the iceberg.

[She shakes her head at that, her expression incredulous.]

So I wasn't seeing things then. That giant talking mouse was real?

[Oh Odin help us.]

I just hope this place teaches us what's actually important.

[Oblivious to an aura of sternness that Astrid is giving off, Giselle approaches. She seems to practically be walking on air as she comes closer. She's been making her rounds, greeting all of the students

She smiled brightly at Astrid and waved.]

Hello! How are you?

[Astrid blinks, focusing her attention onto Giselle with a somewhat weary expression.]

Good, thank you.

My name is Giselle. I'm one of the teachers here. And you're a student, yes?

[She's a teacher? Astrid gapes for a moment before closing her mouth and nodding.]

I am. I'm Astrid. [She pauses for a moment, casting a darting glance over Giselle from head to toe.] If you don't mind me asking, just what do you teach here, exactly?

Oh, it is lovely to meet you, Astrid.

[She smiled so brightly and her every word was completely genuine.]

They told me to call it home economics, but what I'll really be teaching is cooking and sewing.

Cooking and sewing.

[Which can be beneficial, she knows. And yet Astrid can't help but scoff slightly.]

And that is supposed to teach us about defeating the Mist how exactly?

Hm, well I'm not sure about that exactly. I think the classes are more for us to all come together as a team.

Maybe?

[She doesn't look terribly upset about not knowing the answer.]

[ Somebody's grumpy and obviously needs a...something to make them not grumpy. Which Jack is just the person to provide. He hangs back for a moment, though, leaning against the wall and carefully gauging his chances of not getting punched.

Does he dare?

Does he not dare?

...Of course he dares.

Grinning like a loon, he tiptoes up behind her, a spellbound snowball cupped carefully in one hand to strike... ]

[Her senses prickle for a moment, alerting her to someone behind her. Astrid wheels around, a scowl forming on her face at the white haired sneak.]

What are you doing? [Her gaze narrows in on the snowball in his grasp and her brow shoots up.] And where in Thor's name did you get snow around here?

[ Yeah, it's probably too late for that, but nevertheless Jack hurriedly tucks the snowball behind his back - tossing it deftly into his hood for safekeeping - and holds up both (now-empty, save for his staff) hands. ]

Snow? What snow? I didn't see any snow. [ He grins disarmingly. ] It's a little bit warm right now for snow, don't you think?

[Hiding it behind your back? Really? Astrid crosses her arms, her lips pursed into a thin line.]

It is, yes. But I saw what I saw.

[ He makes a show of looking around, confused, and then turns around to beam at her innocently. ]

You sure the heat's not getting to you? Maybe you imagined it. I'm looking and I'm not seeing any - hey look, snow!

[ While he's talking he's casually had his arms crossed behind his head. At some point he palmed the snowball out of his hood and tossed it in an arc from behind his head, aimed squarely at the top of hers. ]

Opening Ceremony!

astrid | ota

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