Room 117

Opening the door, April was indifferent to the girl on the bed, clearly her roommate. However, when she realized she had fire dancing around her fingers, April's eyes widened slightly, feeling her stomach dip.

However, the reaction was not long-lived, and the normal cold glare in her eyes returned as she kicked the door shut with the heel of her boot.

Confidence returning, April strode over to the remaining bed, releasing her backs and suitcase and pulling her hat off. She didn't speak, figuring that her roommate, another street rat no doubt, would introduce herself shortly. She started unpacking her things as she waited.

Allyse quickly sat up when she saw her roommate enter room, pausing at the door before moving over to the bed on the left side of the room.

"Hi! My names Allyse, but please call me Ali!" She said enthusiastically, waving her hand so the flame disappeared as she bound across the room to stand next to her roommate, "You April right? It's nice to finally met you, I have always wanted a roommate!" She grinned, clapping her hands together excitedly before spotting coal and running over and scooping him up from where he lay, "This is Coal! He's my familiar! I hope we can all be friends!" Allyse said again, tilting her head to the side a little to watch April unpack as she waited for the red haired girl to reply.

April

April wondered how to go about acting with this girl. Should she keep up the snooty, too-good-for-you attitude she had now, or perhaps soften up? Maybe even descend to the level of excitement this girl exhibited...in fact, she needed to think about how she would portray herself here in this academy...appearance was everything, regardless of what others may think.

Making up her mind, she smiled warmly as she turned to Allyse...er, Ali. "Hello," she said brightly, "Yes, I'm April. It's a pleasure to meet you as well." She grinned down at the cat, or familiar as the girl said, and fluttered a couple fingers towards it in a sort of wave, "Hello, Coal. He's very handsome." She glanced back at the girl as she pulled off her shawl and outer layers, dropping them on top of the bed, "I'm sure we'll get along just fine, don't you think?"

A pyromancer, huh? April didn't exactly have the best history with pyromancers...or fire in general. Still, the girl looked to be too much of a dolt to pose any sort of threat yet. Dancing? Please.

April continued to smile, though, opening her closet to find more clothes and hanging up her own as she continued undressing until she was only one layer away from her slip.

"I'm not entirely sure what my magic is," April answered, somewhat truthfully, "All I know is that it prevents other magic from affecting me. So...I guess like a shield? Or armor? As for classes," she laughed, "I'm not even sure what's available, to tell you the truth. But I'll let you know for sure when I find out," she winked at the end.

She tossed her other clothes bag into the closet and sat on her bed, taking a pause from unpacking. "How long have you been dancing for?" April asked, keeping the small talk going as she thought about the rest of her luggage.