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[h1][color=Red]Korrigan 'Korrey' Umbraisis[/color][/h1][/center]
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As the swarm of students surged forward, following the nicely arranged rope-barriers ever onward up to the castle-like visage of St. Fortuna Academy, one lingered behind ever so slightly. His bags set down beside him, Korrigan Umbraisis(more commonly known as 'Korrey') took sometime to stretch his legs after spending so many hours sitting down. Said stretches, however, were somewhat hampered by his current attire, a blood-red sleeve-less vest covering a striped black and red dress shirt. With black pants, shiny ebon loafers, and a pair of sunglasses to finish off his Raziel's attempt to make him look like some sort of vampiric butler. 

[i][color=Red]'You may be a second year, but that's no excuse to look like a slob'[/color][/i] is what his adopted parent would often say whenever Korrey complained about the. . . unique sense of fashion that he tried to force upon him during special occasions. Adjusting his sunglasses, Korrey knelt down to pick up his bag, coming up to his towering height of 6'6 and looking over the heads of many in the crowd too see if he could notice anybody he knew from the previous year. However, before he could turn much attention to it, he felt a familiar weight press down on his shoulder, a quick glance downward confirming the presence of Festus as she began to coil around her master's neck. 

[color=Red]"Getting tired of being in my backpack, huh?"[/color] His question was answered with a flicker of her forked tongue and feelings of slight irritation as Festus let her dislike for this particular method of travel be known. [color=Red]"Okay, okay. We're off the train now aren't we? You're free to slither and writhe now, so come down before people start to think I'm trying to act like that one guy in those wizard flicks. . .  Ya know, the one who talks the snakes. . . Of course I'm talking about the one with a nose!"[/color]

After a few more moments of arguing with Festus, a rather loud even that likely drew the eyes of a few passers-by[s](assuming the fact that he was a 6'6 teen with dark red hair, a stitch-like tattoo around his, dressed like a vampiric-demon butler, wearing semi-designer shades and having a python draped across his shoulders hadn't already made him an oddity of sorts)[/s], he turned his attention back towards the surging crowd, giving the departing train little thought as he took his first step forward. Crimson irises swept back and forth across faces and features as he tried to identify someone he knew from within the crowd. Instead, however, they'd land on a blonde girl who was just standing around waiting for something, though not very patiently it seemed. Curious as to what was keeping her, Korrey walked up to her, giving a light wave as he approached.

[color=Red]"Hello there, blondie, mind if I ask you who ya waiting for? Maybe I can help you in lookin' for him, or at least drawing their attention. I hate to brag but . . ."[/color] Korrey trailed off slightly as he took a second to make a somewhat over dramatic gesture towards himself, sweeping his arms to either side of him as if he was spreading his wings, wide white grin gleaming across his face. [color=Red]"I'm the sort that's quite hard to miss in a crowd, wouldn't you agree?"[/color]

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((OOC: Mentioning peeps that have a current relationship of sort with Korrey, but anyone can come up and chat, or at the very least, stare at Korrey. As he goes about trying to help Felicity.))