<font color='#8D38C9'>Quarter: Tessera (Autumn) Day: 36 Year: 81377 (3) "Greetings Seniorita..." He glanced at the the metal bar on the desk that said hart's name "Hart is it?" His southern accent takes you by surprise "Ahh... I am quite new here, and I seek some education"</font>
<font color='#000F22'><center><blockquote><font color=dimgray face=verdana size=1><span style=letter-spacing:-1px><font color=black>;; out of character</font> As far as I know it isn't private for Hart [which would be me... Hart Demori = principal?]... oh, and Kari? You can't say that someone's character did something. In your post you put "His southern accent takes you by surprise", but you can't do that. Because it's powerplaying. In any case... I'll reply, disregarding that portion... <font color=black>;; in character</font> Hart's eyes flickered across the paper in front of her, her thoughts covered in considering the new information from an informant. While she didn't really have a spy, a Janardan representitive sometimes gained interesting information. Just because he didn't flaunt that he was from Janardan didn't mean he was neccessarily spying, after all. At the words of the newcomer, she raised her head, unsurprised by them. A single brow was quirked, and she flicked both tails in slight irritation. Straightforward and arrogant, it would seem, was this one. A faint smile twitched into place, though, a slightly welcoming sign, even as she placed the paper in the open drawer of her desk, using a hindpaw to close it. As he read her name, she barely kept from commenting on how terribly observant the male was. Instead, she merely nodded briskly, and waited. Sure enough, he spoke again, and, sure enough, he was a new student. With a faint sigh, she pulled out the registration papers, and shoved them in his direction. Gaining his name from a quick, discreet dip into his mind, she replied. <font color=#330000>"If it's education you seek, you're in the right place. Fill these out, if you would, Falcon, and tell me when you are done."</font> Without any further words, she slipped a paper that was in the "to be done" portion, and began working on it. </font>
<font color='#8D38C9'>Out of Character Oops, sry and no, this isn't private Incharacter He tooked the papers and filled them out, saying silently aloud what he was writing "hmm... siblings?" He ponders for a minute "Um, Senorita? Here, where it asks of me to put any siblings that attend this school, should I put my half sister?"</font>
<font color='#000F22'><center><blockquote><font color=dimgray face=verdana size=1><span style=letter-spacing:-1px><font color=black>;; out of character</font> Since you seem to need a fast reply... <font color=black>;; in character</font> Hart's attention instantly shifted from Falcon, entirely concentrated on the paper before her. Words easily flew from her pen, ink easily aiding her in her attempts to complete a tranfer of money. An organization had offered a large sum to the Academy, on the condition that a building was made that carried their name. It was a normal, rather routine request, and Hart was just putting the finishing touches to the commission of a magic room. After all, they didn't have real workroom for the more advanced magics yet. The type that could kill the wielder, or others around them, if the mage wasn't as good at their trade as she or he thought they were. Her head snapped up, however, fingers gently placing the paper in the "done" pile, as Falcon spoke. A single brow was quirked, and she nodded slightly. <font color=#330000>"If you want to consider your half-siblings as family, then, yes. However, if you've never met them, but know they come here, you might not want to. We use that to determine some things..."</font> She trailed off, and shrugged one shoulder. That was enough of an explanation. </font>
<font color='#8D38C9'>OOC: lol. sry for bugging ya IC: Falcon nodded and again, saying aloud what he was writing. "Aurora Lyte" He filled out the rest of the form and placed the form on the desk. "I am finished with the form Hart" He pushed the form a bit closer to her and nodding</font>
<font color='#000F22'><center><blockquote><font color=dimgray face=verdana size=1><span style=letter-spacing:-1px><font color=black>;; in character</font> Hart quirked a single brow as he spoke aloud, and was slightly surprised to hear the name of a young newcomer. She had anticipated someone older, a halfsibling that had been the product of his father and a deceased wife... yet, perhaps, that was the case, only Falcon had the dead mother. It hardly mattered, in the scheme of things, but she had been anticipating... hoping, perhaps, that an older student would keep their wayward halfsib under control. As he passed back the form, she nodded, and met his eyes with a faintly authorative stare. With a thin smile, she spoke. <font color=#330000>"Alright, then. Have a room preference? Roomate preference, perhaps? Or do you not care?"</font> </font>
<font color='#8D38C9'>Falcon thinks for a moment "Hmm... Can you, wait a second?" He disappears into the hallway</font>
<font color='#000F22'><center><blockquote><font color=dimgray face=verdana size=1><span style=letter-spacing:-1px><font color=black>;; in character</font> Hart shrugged her shoulders, and nodded. Erm, sure, she didn't care? Not as if he had really waited for her to reply, though. That Falcon certainly seemed to be the troublesome type. </font>
<font color='#8D38C9'>Falcon ran back infront of the desk, in his failure to find a friend who was able to share a dorm with him "Actually, I don't really care..."</font>
<font color='#000F22'><center><blockquote><font color=dimgray face=verdana size=1><span style=letter-spacing:-1px>Hart shrugged a shoulder at his words, and easily penned his name in an empty dorm. Slipping the key out of its place in her desk, she tossed it across the desk at him, and favored him with a slightly dismissive smile. <font color=#330000>"Anything else, Falcon?"</font> </font>
<font color='#8D38C9'>Falcon took the key. "Grazias Hart and that would be it. Later" he grinned and made his way out.</font>
