Room 3: Synnøve

[Synnøve Nevalainen]

Synn walked down the girl's dorm hallway, pausing in front of the second door on the left. It appeared to be empty... She glanced up at the '3' on the front of the door, and gently pushed it open.

Synnøve was right about the room being empty; all it had in was furniture. Light shone through the windows as she walked down to the far end of the room. In the corner there was a pretty four poster bed, made of dark wood, with purple sheets. Synn tossed her messenger bag aside as she plopped down on it. Putting her hands behind her head, she laid down and closed her eyes. At least I don't have a ton of clothes and stuff to unpack... One of the many advantages to traveling light.... Opening her eyes again, Synn got up, moved her bag into the closet, grabbed a few more pills, and walked towards the door. Better explore a bit she thought as she swallowed Either way, I'm going to get lost...

[Muffin-Moip]

"I'm hopeless.... utterly and completely hopeless...." Maera gave a sigh, shifting the gray messenger bag on one shoulder to the other. She had been wandering around the school for a good two hours, only recently finding someone who could give her directions to the girls dormitory. And now she didn't even know what room to go to.

"Hopeless." With one more sigh, Maera strode down the hall, randomly veering towards a door on her left. Barely noticing the large metal three on the door, she turned the knob and pushed against it in one smooth motion, almost stumbling into the room.

And almost stumbling into another girl.

"My deepest apologies!" The words were gone from her lips before she could stop them, the phrase escaping out of mere habit. Back in Ireland, her people took offense to the slightest of things. You always had to be well mannered when you lived with fairies, she thought sullenly. Even if you were one. Maera backed away a few steps from the girl about to exit the door, nervously running a hand through her short silver hair. "I-I meant.... sorry." The last word was mumbled as Maera's face reddened, turning her eyes down to study her gray sandal-clad feet.

"Is.... Is there room available for me in there?" The question was followed by a quick point twords the room the girl was exiting, though Maera couldn't see her reaction. Shy as ever, her grey storm eyes were still fixed sullenly on the wooden floor she stood on.

[Synnøve Nevalainen]

Synn eyes too had been cast to the floor when the other girl bumped into her. She stumbled a step foreword, but managed to stay upright.

"Nice", She muttered, turning to face the girl. But the girl had retreated a few steps, and wouldn't make eye contact.
She seems to be a strange one. Polite at least, though
"Yeah, I'm the only one in room three" She motioned to the door with her head "At least I think so. I'm pretty new to this place."

She took a stepped toward the other girl and extended her arm.
"I'm Synnøve... Just call me Synn. "