Opening Day [OPEN]

[astonishing_xmods]

WHO: EVERYONE
WHAT: Mingle/Figure out Room Assignments/Meet old friends again
WHERE: The whole campus.
WHEN: September 1st, 2018
WARNING(S): None. If anything goes into warning territory, please create a new log for it.




For all of the newcomers, welcome to Professor Xavier’s Institute of Higher Learning! For all of our returning students and staff, welcome back! Once Professor Xavier’s welcome speech wraps up, it’s time for everyone to get themselves situated in their dorms and, more importantly, get to know your fellow mutants! Even if you’re not sharing rooms, you’ll still be sharing the same campus with each other, so don’t be afraid to get used to all of those new faces! Or even catch up on old ones! You have options; don’t be afraid to use them.

[[ ooc: This is the general mingling post for all of our characters to get settled into their rooms, get to know each other, reminisce with old friends, all that jazz. The log will be split into multiple locations. ]]

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[frigokinetic]

[Welp. Elsa's somehow scored herself a single room on the top floor of the girls' dorm. She was under the impression that there would be multiple people to a dorm room, but frankly, she is not complaining.]

[According to sources on the Internet, leaving your door open is an invitation for others to come inside. Her first instinct is to shut it and shut it tight while she sets up -- but that wouldn't be very social, now would it? And so, against her better judgement, she leaves the door open and swallows the lingering feeling of unease. It will go away in time, hopefully.]

[Care to interrupt the young lady while she organizes her books?]

[knowitallgoddess]

Helloooooooo~!

[One person was taking any reason to peek her head into rooms that were open. An open door was clearly an open heart!]

I hope I'm not interrupting.

[frigokinetic]

Oh-- no! Welcome.

[She gives the green-haired girl an awkward smile. Is that dyed? That has to be dyed.]

The room doesn't look its best right now. I am sorry.

[knowitallgoddess]

It's always like that while you're getting settled in so I can't fault you for anything. Do you need any help?

[frigokinetic]

Well...

[She looks over at the bed. This is so embarrassing.]

Would you help me with putting on the sheets? [She leaves it at that, because like Hell is Elsa going to admit she doesn't know how to make her own bed. That's just part of being royalty. There are servants for that kind of thing.]

[knowitallgoddess]

That's probably pretty embarrassing to ask, isn't it? Well, I don't have any problems helping you out!

[It sounded like an invitation to come in, at least. So Palutena steps in and heads over to the bed.]

What colors did you pick out?

[frigokinetic]

It... it is, yes.

[She giggles nervously. Still, this green-haired girl doesn't seem bad, and Elsa is admittedly relieved that she's so open to helping out -- so she leaves her books unfinished and goes to fetch the sheets.]

[Colour. Uh, colours. What do they call that in English?] ...Purple, mostly.

[Indeed, all of her sheets, blankets, and pillowcases seem to be in coordinating tones of lilac, purple, pink, and red.]

[whosafraidofthe]

[He's been a bit worried about Elsa since their first meeting. As far as he can tell unease is part of her scent, and since he's been sniffing around for something to do today... he ends up popping in to check on her.]

Do you need some help with that? [He leans on the doorframe, playing with his eternally present carton of cigarettes but unsure if she wants him stinking up the place with them.] I mean, four arms are better than two and all. Might help it go a little faster...

[frigokinetic]

Oh, Mr. Wolf. Hello.

[She looks up at him. Fortunately, the basics of setting the room up have been handled for her, but there's a few things left...]

Would you... like to help me organize my books?

[whosafraidofthe]

Sure. [He offers her a calm smile.] Just tell me how you like them set up.

[And then he pauses holds up the cigarette carton.] Do you mind if I light up in here?

[He bets she does, but he can hope.]

[frigokinetic]

Alphabetically by last name will be fine for now, thank you. [She will probably do more sorting on them by topic, but having to describe every single book to Bigby would probably not be worth all the effort.]

[She considers this for a moment, and then walks over to open a window.]

Go ahead.

[whosafraidofthe]

[He gives her a grateful nod and lights up, pausing to focus his nose on the smoke before picking up a book and starting to sort them.]

How's your first day so far? [He mumbles after a moment.]

[frigokinetic]

Hectic.

[Elsa says this with a quiet sigh; normally she would go for something along the lines of "fine, thank you," but she's just grateful to have someone to vent to right now.]

I'm sure it will get easier as time goes on. But now, it's all very... unfamiliar. [Not to mention people keep walking up to her and casually try to get chummy with the queen of a country. There's just so much do not want in those situations, and they occur far too often.]

[scorchedchivalry]

[Arturia was glad to have a room to herself that year. She realized that it had been given to her less for her status as a senior and more for her circumstances. They'd determined she wasn't contagious, but it was better to allow her some space and privacy, especially given how easy she was to anger these days.

But, she still had floormates to deal with. At least being at the end of the hall meant she only had one neighbor. It was only polite to introduce herself, so she knocked on the open door to draw attention to herself.]

[frigokinetic]

[Elsa looks up from her book-sorting and, after a moment's pause, inclines her head towards the visitor. This was the first one who actually knocked; even though Elsa knows she left her door open for people to enter without knocking, it's still nice to know that some people remember their manners.]

Good morning.

[scorchedchivalry]

[It was only proper!]

And the same to you. As I reside next door [she tilted her head toward the direction of her room] I wished to introduce myself. I am Arturia Pendragon.

You will not have to worry about loud music levels from my room. Most likely, my presence will not be noticed.

[frigokinetic]

My name is Elsa. ...Haraldsen. Elsa Haraldsen. [It takes her a second to remember she has a last name.]

[Hoping to cover up that little blunder, Elsa drops what she's doing and moves across the room. She bows slightly, being unwilling to extend her hand for a shake.] Nor will mine. I spend much of my time reading, so social gatherings will not be a common occurrence.

Regardless, welcome.

[scorchedchivalry]

[Arturia did raise an eyebrow at that little pause but chose not to comment, nor did the bow bother her. She generally didn't like physical contact unless necessary anyways.]

I am afraid you will not have much of a choice regarding social gatherings. Forgive me for saying so, but you are new to the school and sure to catch the eye of many.

[frigokinetic]

I understand. [Elsa nods. She may be rather... sensitive, but she is not so delicate that she will be offended by others talking back to her.] However, said social gatherings will be held by other people in other places, not here. I have no plans to host anything.

...That isn't to say that you can't visit me when you want to, of course.

[She just wants to have a little corner to herself, is all.]

[jolie_aile]

Hello? Is anyone home in there?

[Flandre will pester her! She wanted to start getting to know people again sooner, rather than later; all those years she missed still felt so jarring. But she was older now! And should try being more responsible.

She did stay politely out in the hallway rather than barging in, only stooping slightly dramatically.]

[frigokinetic]

Come in.

[The voice is unfamiliar, but then, all of these voices are. So Elsa calls out a welcome to the stranger, taking a momentary pause from book-sorting to get a better look at her. A part of her wants to ask if she can help Flandre with anything, but that might be awkward -- so she simply remains quiet.]

[jolie_aile]

[Flandre's eyes brightened a bit, and her wings flicked (and chimed!) contentedly before she walked in. She did have the foresight to put her gloves back on before wandering about, but her hands were folded behind her back.

But here she is! All...5'11'' of her, geez girl.]

I'm Flandre; I live up here too, this year. Did you need help with anything

[frigokinetic]

[Elsa cries internally. Most normal Arendellean women are around that height... but she's only a few inches over five feet tall herself.]

Well... would you help me arrange my books? [She indicates the books in question.]

[jolie_aile]

[FLANDRE WOULD BE SORRY FOR GROWING IF SHE KNEW. Quite literally; she apologizes for pretty much everything.]

Certainly. Do you like them?

[She pauses a moment before just reaching out and grabbing them, though, as if asking permission. Sudden actions seemed rude.]

[frigokinetic]

[No, really, it's okay. Elsa will just go and cry. In her bedroom. Alone. Forever.]

Well, yes, I do like them.

[Elsa wonders why she would have them if she didn't. However, Flandre seems like she's already settling in to work, so Elsa has to do the same.]

I'm sorry, what is your name?