[center][h2][color=LightCyan]Emily Coison[/color][/h2]
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[b]Interacting with[/b] [@Rage Lonethorn][@Symphonia][/center]

Emily watched the new arrival warily. She was an unfamiliar face, possibly a first year. Though perhaps Emily just hadn't noticed her before. She just hoped for the life of her this girl wasn't a terrible roommate,  like her last who'd leave their food scraps everywhere. By any means her polite asking for Emily to move, even if the girl ceased to look her in the eye, gave Emily at least a small spark of hope to hold onto as she stepped to the side wordlessly. A small squeak came from the girl's side and Emily looked down to see the Enfield, an odd creature that seemed to be part... fox was it? By any rate it was something she hadn't seen before [color=LightCyan]"Who's this?"[/color] She asked. She just hoped the beast wouldn't destroy everything, either way, if this girl was her roommate might as well start conversation now.

The was when the young man glided through students in their direction. Everything about him seemed to exude a arrogant confidence, from his smooth steps to his obviously overpriced shades. Soon enough he reached them, making a distasteful comment about the girls' clothing as he passed. Emily wasn't one to necessarily care about the response to her clothing, particularly in such a setting, but this man was saying something arrogantly negative aimed at her, she couldn't help herself, [color=LightCyan]"No, but arrogant asshole seems to be,"[/color] she snaps back, rolling her hazel eyes. She turns back to her roommate with a sigh. [color=LightCyan]"I swear, every year there's always a handful of first years that think they own the place when they've barely unpacked, unbelievable. The name's Emily and as long as you don't get on my nerves you'll get through living with me just fine,"[/color]