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Allowing his mind to wander for a moment while waiting for whatever authority figure to appear, Jordyn suddenly felt the sensation of a yawn growing within him. He let it take its natural course and brought his right hand to cover his mouth, simultaneously flourishing the five gold rings that sat on his fingers; they began between the distant and middle phalanxes (or first and second joints, respectively) and extended past the nail of each finger, ending in a pointed tip - a quick look would show that he bore five similar gold rings on his left hand.

Someone made an appearance and introduced himself as the mansion's medic. He made a mental note of the fact then offered a smile and polite nod, "Jordyn McTosh. Will there be any necessary paperwork?" Hopefully not - he wanted to get himself integrated as quickly as possible.

Ah, just at that moment, there were more people being added to the system. Lovely.