Aselia High {{Tales of School RP THREAD}}

Rita sighed ill-naturedly as she headed for the Grand Court, all dressed in that new uniform they had oh so domineeringly told her she had to wear in public. Well she certainly wouldn't wear this in her dorm. Did they really feel that her regular attire wasn't sufficient for learning? Countless experiments and so much research had been conducted in that clothing that she would think that they would see it was more then sufficient for working at school.

As the red-headed mage entered the huge room she had been told to go meet up in. She snorted her indignation and went to stand by herself, hoping in her head that no one would approach her and try to get acquainted. It wasn't like she was going to be out socializing after classes, so why should she try to get to know anyone other than the people she knew already, such as Lady Estellise or Yuri. Relationships were such a hassle to keep up when there was research to be done.

Rita narrowed her green eyes and huffed, turning to look elsewhere rather than continue to stare down this girl who seemed so interested in her. Instead she looked at the girl's companion who appeared to find himself above the rest of them there. The anti-social mage let out a characteristic snort and looked away once more.

A book appeared in her hands, drawn from wherever she had managed to store the thing. Rita always seemed to have a book handy. They were useful for keeping her busy, as well as a tool to punish people like Raven or Karol, who just seemed to love to toy with her tolerance. This book was interesting as well. The other mages had managed to do a little research on the spirits that had been released with the destruction of the blastia and removal of the Adaphagos. Doubtless there would be more research done while she was gone this summer, but Rita would be receiving updates from the researchers regularly.

The mage took the easy way out of social contact and buried herself in the book she was reading, and probably would be through the majority of this introduction.

So this is it, huh...
Luke thought to himself as he looked up at the large school he would now be attending(against his will). Although he was 17, Luke had never actually been to one of these places. Why did he have to bother with this now? As long as he could leave the mansion and do his own thing, who cares about all that studying and stuff? At least there would be sword-fighting.

Once inside the building, the young redhead waited around the lobby for a servant to show him the way. Am I late or something? Where did everybody go? Where's Guy when you need him? His emerald eyes searching the walls, looking for some kind of sign. A map, maybe. Other than the odd poster here and there, there really wasn't anything all that useful. Unsatisfied with his findings, he decided to find the way to the 'Grand Court' or whatever, on his own. The agitated boy picked a hallway and sauntered off.

Man, what's up with this! Everything looks the same, dammit!
He had taken a right, then a left, then another left. Or was it left, right, left? Regardless, it looked like the sheltered youth would be own his own for a while, left to wander the halls of the unfamiliar school.

Tired of walking around aimlessly for what felt like hours, Luke huffed and stood outside some empty classrooms. Feeling lost and frustrated, he planted himself on the floor, waiting for someone to possibly find him and take him home. For a moment, he thought could hear voices. Not the usual ones, though. Great, was he going to have more people trying to get into his head?
Still, the aristocrat looked around to see if the voices were actually other students or staff. A large set of double-doors caught his attention. There was a bit of light showing through the underside, and the voices got louder as he approached. He entered with a heavy sigh.

Finally..time to get this over with...

Luke stood leaning slightly to one side, hands on his hips and a bored expression on his face. It was a bit uncomfortable being around a bunch of people his own age, stuffed in a room together;it really wasn't something he was used to.
Since leaving the mansion was never an option, most of his days were either spent inside, being taught how to act properly by attendants, or out in the garden area for one-on-one swordplay lessons or just to stare up at the clouds and dream of the outside world. Over the years he had found various hiding spots in his holding cell as well, for when he wasn't in the mood to listen. He didn't pay much attention to the instruction he had been given--so he could be pretty ignorant, often needing an explanation to anything that most already knew to be common sense.

As Luke's eyes shifted back and forth from the floor to the varied group scattered among the court, he noticed one of them had been standing in front of him, waiting for a reply to his greeting. Looking the brown-haired boy over, Luke took a few moments to think over whether he should talk to this person or not before speaking up. He decided it didn't really matter. After all, it's not like he was busy or something.
"Yeah," Luke paused, flipping his hair aside with his hand. "i'm wearing the school uniform aren't I?"
Although this wasn't meant to come off as rude, his voice held a slight edge of annoyance.
When are they gonna give us our room numbers and course schedule already...

"Um..So.." Luke stretched his arms out and placed them on the back of his head as he spoke somewhat hesitantly, attempting to make conversation. "Hey, so do you think we'll get to go check out the dorms soon?" He was eager to find his room so he could fall onto his bed and rest.