Alice | Female | 14 | Magic | M: Osa


Alice tuned with a start as she heard the voice behind her. She saw the girl who had been assigned key bearer hanging upside down from the stair railing. "Your name is Osa, right?" she asked the upside-down girl, "I'm Alice." Just then the megaphone on the biggest building blared out 'five o'clock sharo for training tomorrow.' No morning singing she thought to herself.

"Your name is Osa, right?"

Osa's face fell. Yes, this was what everyone called her in the end, but she always liked it when a new acquaintance struggled to swallow her full name, Ósamræmi, first. Well, at least she was still making an impression. "Actually my name is Ósamræmi, but if that's too much to work with you can certainly call me Osa. Nice to meet you, Alice," she replied quietly after tomorrow's reminder cut through introductions. I just get back from another dimension and I have to wake up at 5 in the morning?? she thought. It wasn't surprising, but Osa was beginning to regret her week-long journey into the unknown. She had been able only to come back with a wind boost that had bruised her badly and several strange fruits that might make for what? a party trick? she had no clue what use they could possibly have. Sleeping would not be easy tonight, and she was well aware she needed a shower. "Sounds like we've got a vigorous first day ahead. We should get the cabin group together so we can all turn in early." Osa knew her grandfather wouldn't like it if she locked out the majority of her cabinmates on her very first day of key-bearer. I'll leave hijinks like that to later in the week, she thought. She flipped herself off from the railing, only to faceplant directly on the floor. It was not a small distance to fall, but Osa was sore enough as it was. Picking herself up, she decided the best way to go about getting some rest would be to ask Gramps just exactly how many students she would be looking for with Alice. "Let's find Prof. Abner. He should know how many people we need to chase down." Osa yawned and looked to Alice with a tired smirk.

Alice | Female | 14 | Magic | M: Osa, Abner


"That sounds like a good idea," Alice said smiling "And then maybe we could see about some food. I'm hungry." And she was, she could hear her stomach periodically rumbling. Looking around the cabin she guessed that there couldn't be more than six more people without them having to double up. She really hoped it did not come to that. Alice might like people, but even she needed a break now and then.

Asher watched as Oliver completely dispersed in a cloud of smoke. Leaving the Key behund! What just happened?!? He thought. After a dewback minutes of staring horrified at the Key that had once been held my Oliver he picked it up and walked toward his cabin. He would be alone tonight. Asher unlocked the cabin and chose the furthest one away from the door. He also set a branch he had found on the ground outside leaned against the wall next to his bedside table. If something tried to take him he would be ready. He would report to Mr. Abner before 5:00 to speak to him. Asher turned out the lights and slept soundly until 4:30 am. Then he got changed out of his other clothes –the ones he had slept in—, grabbed his mouse Squeeks, and took off toward where Mr. Abner was last. Abner wasn't there so he tried the training arena not far off. Sure enough there was Mr. Abber using his powers agousnt a training dummy. "Mr. Abner! I need to talk with you!" Asher called. To his delight the old teacher turned around and said "oh hello Asher, what is it?" Asher told of his entire account with Oliver. Now he was the new key bearer. Sweet!

Abner woke at 4:30 feeling like he needed to do something. He got up and started exercising his powers in the training arena. He was only there for a few minutes when that boy Asher came in wanting to talk to him. Abner listened to his account, then his eyebrows furrowed "ohno! Oh no oh no!" He said "what's wrong sir?" Asher asked concerned. "You have to promise not to tell a soul about this okay?" Asher nodded. Abner told Asher of his dream. Then he told Asher to go back to bed and sleep for another ten minutes but Asher insisted on staying with the man to make sure he was alright. "Thankyou boy"

Ósamræmi | Female | 17 | Shadow/Wind | M: Alice, Abner (Back in the evening previous)

"oh hello Osa! We are still waiting for a teacher and three students I believe, but my memeory isn't as good as it was so there could be more" Abner laughed at himself a bit. "It's good to see you here Osa. Could I talk with you after class? I just want to catch up on everything" Abner smiled then walked off to his cabin to sleep

Jack Hickory | M | 16 1/2 | Lightning l M:

Jack pulled his hood over his head and pulled the cord tight. His hair was being shoved into his eye by the force. He clawed at the cloth and began to yell in frustration. This bird was really testing his patience. When’s she going to come back? “Get back here you dumb bird!” He yelled out into the open air, keeping an eye out for Artemis. Seeing she still wasn’t coming, Jack leaned back onto the tree again in an over exaggerated slump with his arms crossed in disapproval. After a few minutes there was a familiar cawing noise and something landed on his head. “Artemis…” He left it as a statement, leaving the bird confused at his tone. “Just help me get down from here already.” Grabbing onto the trunk, he began to climb down the tree. The way up was easier than this, surprisingly. You had to remember not to give into the temptation to just slide down because that might end with a few broken bones, and the bark could scratch you. By the time Jack was already on the ground he was coated with scratches all over his arms. He brushed a strand of hair on his cheek off towards the side and ended up with a small streak of blood across his cheek. Beginning to rub off some of the blood, it ended up on his hands instead. “I look like I freaking murdered someone-” He glared at Artemis, then started walking over to the main building where he had dropped his stuff before. Everyone else seemed to be gone by that point. “Hellooo. Anyone here?” He didn’t even know which cabin to go to or what to do after that.

"Your good at it though." She heard Ayira say. She looked around the room of the cabin they were to share. She watched as Zeus and her took the left side and her Celine and Binx went over to the bed on the right side. She ser her bookbag and backpack down by the bed and sat on the side of the bed. Binx jumped off Celines back purring as he moved to the pillow at the head of the bed and kneaded it before curling up. Celine jumped onto the bed by Akira. "Honestly I pretend I know what I'm doing and that I'm confident but actually I have no idea. I wasn't very popular with other kids. When I was younger and my abilities started to show themselves and the others found out I got teased really bad and left out of things."

Henri Laurent | Male | 17 | Fire | M: Jack

Henri was exausted, to say the least. It had been many plane rides since home, with several delays, and he was abysmally late. Although he hadn't checked his appearance since two planes ago, he was rather certain he looked dishelved and confused, and the bags under his eyes he was no doubt sporting exastrabated it. At his side, Bach trotted along jovily, seemingly full of energy, somehow. Perhaps all the time in the underbelly of the plane, sleeping the hours away.

His taxi had dropped him off a ways from the school, and the walk did no favors for Henri, although the fresh air was admittedly nice. It was a little windy for his tastes, but anything was better than the stale air of the airplane. Besides, he'd spent many hours with his knees jammed uncomfortably into the seat in front of him, the woman deeming it necessary to lean back in her seat until the discomfort of it made him want to set her hair ablaze.

Finally, finally, Henri reached the school gates. Much to his dismay, the grounds seemed empty. His face scrunched up as he reached down to rub between Bach's ears, considering his options. He didn't even know where an admissions office would be, but there was also nobody to ask.

Except, there was.

A boy was standing by himself, a few bags at his feet, in the company of some sort of bird of prey. He was also seemingly as confused as Henri, calling out to the open air. Overjoyed at the prospect of finding another human, Henri quickly swung his bags over his shoulders until they rested on his back and took off at a jog towards the boy. Bach followed hot on his heels, barking energetically at the game.

"Hey!" He called out, not wanting to scare the boy but extraordinarily relieved by the sight of him. As he approached, he slowed to a fast walk. Once he was just about in grabbing range of the boy, he noticed the blood. His face shifted, automatically searching the boy for grevious injuries. "Are you okay?" He asked, refraining from reaching out to the stranger.