[center][h3]Joan Croce[/h3][/center]

A woman, dressed in the traditional pink suit of a troubradour, though she wore a short pink and white skirt along with a white cape skirt that reached her knees, made her way towards the dorm where squad Quinque and squad Trignita. 

When she arrived and was about to open the door, she noticed the foortprint on it. Her hand twitched back as she raised an eyebrow. 

How unsightly, what kind of person would do this? Ruining a fine piece of architecture like this... well, Joan could only reprimand them later on. 

The woman opened the door to the dorm, but perhaps her push was a little too strong or the Claude's previous kick had kind of messed up the door, but the door slammed against the wall once she opened it. 

[color=pink][b]"Oh my."[/b][/color] She brought a single hand to her mouth as she said so. 

That would certainly turn the attention of more than one of her squadmates to her. 

Instead of panicking, the noble woman smiled at the other squads and then bowed down, [color=pink][b]"I hope this evening finds you well. Please, forgive my blunder. I will try not to repeat it in the near future. In any case, it is a pleasure to finally meet you. I am Joan Croce, and I've been assigned to squad Quinque starting this evening."[/b][/color]

The woman quickly introduced herself, and then went on with the question some of them probably wanted to ask, why the hell was she lacking an squad? 

[color=pink][b]"Sadly, I am the sole survivor of squad one. Most of my squadmates rushed in thoughtlessly and were swiftly killed by a flurry of arrows."[/b][/color] The noble woman then cupped her cheek as she remembered the events from this morning. 

Her eyebrows knitted together as she thought about it. 

[color=pink][b]"If it weren't for my cute Merin, I don't know what I would have done. She dashed forward and dodged all of the arrows, before running over the man we were supposed to fell. I would like all of you to meet her at some point."[/b][/color] The girl smiled again and then nodded. [color=pink][b]"But just look at me, rambling over and over. I am sure my personal circumstances are of little interest to you people. I hope we can get along."[/b][/color] 

She bowed down again and move on to one of the empty bunks, leaving a bag with her things beside the bed.