<font color='#000000'>Quarter: Tessera (Autumn) Day: 27 Year: 81377 (3) ooc: if I do something wrong then please excuse me... ic: Pjaunaj walked into the building a little nervously. She blew a strand of red hair from her face and walked up to the desk wondering what she should do.</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 hummed softly beneath her breath, eyes flickering to the window for a moment, seeing the bright sunlight with some dismay. She had thought that it was later then that, had hoped for a setting sun. Soon, though, the thought was shrugged off. Who cared, really? That just meant she had more time to get things done. Before she could continue her work, however, a young nioti approached her desk. A single brow was quirked, head lifted, gaze level as she watched the newcomer. Both of her tails curved behind her, then fell into her lap. A slight nod was given, before she spoke. <font color=#330000>"Hm... can I help you?"</font> </font>
<font color='#000000'>um...actually you can help me. I need to register for classes. My name is Pjaunaj Ciyo. She blinked ruby red eyes and flicked her tail slightly, yet calmly as she waited to know what she should do. She hoped that she could find what she was here to for, and hopefully make some friends here when she was registered for everything.</font>
<font color='#000F22'><center><blockquote><font color=dimgray face=verdana size=1><span style=letter-spacing:-1px>Hart had anticipated the reply, but she sighed softly anyways. It was always new students that she ended up doing, all day, pretty much. The only breaks from such were when she had time to work on her other papers, and even then, they were interrupted by newcomers. Pulling registration papers out, she passed them towards the youngster, and nodded absently. <font color=#330000>"Here... it's pretty straightforward, the registration... wait, can you read?"</font> She inquired, suddenly realizing the age of the nioti. <font color=#330000>"If you can't, I'll help. Hart Demori, by the way, Principal."</font> </font>
