(Boy you guys kept posting before I could read all of it by the time I caught up I usually had to run to work and then other things got in the way. I'm glad that you guys are keeping this place active but I don't want you guys to post yourselves into a corner either. OOC chat is here
roleplay/welcome-to-fortwick-university#ooc Please post here if you guys are stuck or are thinking of trying something in particular. And David I'll post for you in a day or so. I need some stinking sleep right now.)
Both Calli's and Shadonna's conversation were cut short when they heard a motorized chair whirr towards their direction. A frail looking elderly gentleman in a rather dapper looking outfit. He appeared to still be learning how to use the wheel chair's controller as it was veering every few seconds after he would straighten out its orientation towards a more linear path. Nearly tripping students who attempted to walk past him. He would continuously apologize for his 'clumsiness' and then proceed to do the exact same thing a few seconds later. Its when he finally reaches the group of antsy students that he seems to have a slight better handle on stopping as opposed to barreling straight through them. Up close he looked as though a good sneeze would be more than enough to do the poor man's heart in. Be it from a student or himself didn't seem to matter providing that either gave him a good enough jostle.
Despite everything he still makes an effort to stand up; using his cane to support himself "I'm terribly sorry for the inconvenience. The new signs were supposed to go up today but there seems to have been a miscommunication. For those who still need to attend the orientation or at least stretch more than their arms and legs-" He gives them a wink to let the students who needed to hide more than a couple anomalies attention. "-I would like you to head towards the older sections of the campus which is over this way. Don't worry about getting lost, just follow the stones and you will be able to find where you need to be." It was at that moments that more than a few students would recognize that the old coot was Mr. Fortwick himself. He lived up to his name by going around and checking on the students himself. It didn't seem to matter how much work he had piled up at his office, he would be sure to step out, or wheel out in this case to greet the new students as well as check on the returning ones. He was also open to answering just about any and every question that any of them asked though sometimes his words would leave them with more questions than answers.
Whether Calli and Shadonna would stay behind for a bit or take Mr. Fortwick's advice to head towards the older area, they would inevitably have to go for the orientation. The further they walked the older the bricks became and eventually they would find themselves completely indoors with old masonry surrounding them. Occasionally a lumbering S.L.O.B would be standing motionless in its place, only to lift an arm when someone approached them; pointing in the direction where they were supposed to go. This, of course, made it difficult for some students to travel passed the suited giants out of fear even though they would do nothing but wheeze and made occasional churning noises. Its not until they reach an area that looks like a courtyard that's been built over. All of the lights were artificial in a sense of the term. There were no openings to the outside making it safe from prying eyes but there were no signs of electricity flowing to the orbs that hung from the ceiling and walls. The areas where plants were supposed to be were somewhat different from the normal terrestrial plants. They lacked the familiar green color that their above ground cousin's sported to help absorb light. Instead these were more a pale blue, red, purple or simply lacked color altogether. Then again it would be hard to pay attention to such details when the first thing all new students would notice was that many who wore more clothes than necessary previously, were now disrobing to relieve themselves of overly heavy, hot or cramped disguises to pass themselves off as normal.