Is standing facing out the window of my dorm room in human form a massive sigh going through my lungs, oh how I dreaded this day the same day my father died without a fight. I straighten myself pulling on one of my fingerless gloves strapping it quickly, seeing the rain drops run down my window steadily, This was my home now and I'd have to learn to live with it, now to the topic of younger ones. Ever year new students came in and it was my responsibility to make them feel at home. Right I'll do that... With another sigh I pul myself away from the window walking out into the hall down the hall and towards the front entrance where soggy students were coming in wiht their luggage and a piece of paper with a number pinned to their shirts.

Juliana makes an impatient noise and flips back her wet hair. Her hand falls on her dragon necklace and pauses. Someone pushes past her and she starts moving again.
She sees someone coming toward them, looking pretty depressed. Out of boredom, she walks toward the person and offers her hand.
"Hello, I'm Juliana Quinn .. Apparently number four." She says breathlessly.