Psychic Academy (RP)

Katleyn looked around the dorm she was assigned. Her gaze landed on the bed closest to the window. Trotting over she set down, too lazy to unpack her things she pushed her bag under her bed with her heels. Laying down she sighed, this was so exciting. She was going to finally get away from her so called 'friends'. Katleyn's emotions still wirled at the memories, sadness, betrayal, attachment, anger, she shook her head to clear her thought before gazing out the window.

Star had been wandering the halls for atleast an hour now, unsure of where her dorm was. She had been given basic instructions, and a room number, but neither made sense to her. The room numbers seemed to have no logical order to them, and the instructions might as well be in Latin with how complicated they are. Looking down at the paper telling her all this information, she simply sighed and slowly levitated to the ground, until she was sitting in a criss-cross fashion, her hands on her face in defeat.

As Dexter strolled through the corridors, dodging each student along the way, he hummed a variety of songs. He found his dorm and quietly pushed in, his roommate must not be here yet because it was clear of any luggage. He stepped in and chose his bed before dropping his stuff on it.

Kenneth Rifenberg looked around apprehensively. So this was the school they were to be studying at. HE found himself a bit sad at having to leave his friends. They had found his abilities particularly cool and he had enjoyed showing off to the others. However, his flashiness appeared to bite him in the butt when researchers came and told him to come with them. He didn't have much choice, but still. He wasn't too keen on learning, but he supposed it was a necessary evil. He walked down the halls, studying the strange figures, and investigating the runes. "What the hell is this?"

He asked himself. He had read a lot of books, and the runes were unlike anything he'd ever seen. The closest he could guess was possibly Greek. He looked around, his brilliant blue eyes surveying some men in white coats chatting. Some students over there, possibly what would be a teacher lounging on a bench. This truly did look like an ordinary High School. He wished it was. Ignoring mostly everyone he struggled to find his dorms, finally managing to do so. HE tried the door knob and was surprised to find it unlocked. He opened it and stepped into his dormitory, surveying the room with expressionless eyes.

It looked like a Hotel Room, or that's what he thought. He put his bags and looked around, not bothering to see fi anyone else was in the room as he threw himself on the bed, simultaneously kicking off his shoes. He landed on the soft bed and smiled approvingly. It wasn't too oft, but not too hard either. It was pretty nice. He sighed, realizing that their first class would likely begin to start.

Star looked up as a very energetic girl went whizzing by on a broomstick. She pushed up against the wall to avoid being hit, but then looked down at her room number and school map again. She has been given a picture of her dorm mate for posterity, and instantly relized that's exactly who she had just saw. Star quickly got up, began levitating to go faster, and went after the girl she had just seen. As she chased, star couldn't help but be jealous she hadn't come up with something so original as a broomstick. ooh, maby I could do wings! she thought as she followed.

Ash's eyes lit up with passion as he looked at the Academy. Smiling he started walking toward the front door passing lots of people. Entering the doors he looked over to the receptionist. "Umm.. Hi, Is there a Room for Ash?" His stomach turned from the excitement building up inside him

Dexter started to store his belongings away as he hummed. He didn't use telekinesis because, to put it bluntly, he didn't want to. His gaze fluttered to the world outside of the window nearby and watched birds glide pass peacefully. That peace made Dexter a bit agitated to say the least but he continued to organize his things.

OC: got it.
IC: Ken looked up as the door opened by itself, a kid standoing in the doorway. "Oh hiya, you my roomie?" He asked. "That's cool at least." He frowned, then grinned. "But you know..." He held out his hand and focused, sweat appearing on his forehead. After almost passing out from mental exhaustion he discreetly formed a small snowball in his hand. With impeccable aim he threw it directly at Yuri. "Think fast!" It might not have been the best way to greet a potential friend, but KEnneth was bored and he figures this guy could use some excitement.

OC: Sorry for late reply, I kind of forgot about this thread since I have a lot of others to reply to nowadays.

Smiling he ryshed towards his room. Griping the doorknob his hand slowly twisted. Walking into the room smelling the air letting all the smells in. He ran over and laid on his bed. "Room sweet room" he sighed

Star quickly flew into the room Helia was already waiting in, and ended up avoiding crashing into her by a few inches, instead plowing into the wall next to her. After a moment of recovery, star quickly stood up, and tried to look as professional as she could at this point, with a grin she couldn't suppress. "Hey, sorry about that!" She said in a happy tone, forgetting she was still hovering a few inches off the ground, she continued with an outstretched hand, hoping for a handshake, "I'm star. I would guess your my dorm mate?"

"Aw man." Kenneth sighed. "I worked so hard to make that and your just like, 'lol nope'." He closed his eyes. "Names Kenneth. Kenneth Rifenberg, but you can call me Ken if you want." He got up and walked foirward, extending his hand. "I hope we're in the same class, I'm not too entirely sure how they organize things here." He said. "YOu got any idea when classes start? They told me all I had to do was bring my belongings and basic school supplies, but I'm basically in the dark here..."