[b]Victor, Marie, Exo, Alexis[/b]

Victor straightened the glasses on his face, hands quickly adjusting his collar before shooting the cuffs outwards. He had been at Primrose for exactly three days, and the boy had spent a majority of that time unpacking and setting up his room. Admittedly, he didn't have a large collection of personal items at the moment. A few changes of clothing, some anatomy books, and a suitcase with surgical equipment, left behind by his father. Victor's travels had left him exhausted, so he hadn't explored his new home very much. His room was currently spartan, a single bed, closet, and set of cabinets with a mirror. He would need to go shopping at some point, get some more clothing and toiletries, as well as something to occupy his spare time. All his books had been left back in Germany. His thoughts briefly traveled to his family, but he quickly shook them aside. He smoothed a cowlick with a frown, once again checking that his appearance was proper. With a slow breath he smiled at his reflection.

"Alright, let's see who else is around."

The Jabberwocky stepped out of his room, shutting the door behind him as checked his watch, a simple black analog. A bit past noon, so odds are the other tenants would be in the kitchen, or outside. He walked towards the former, food sounded pretty good right about now. He had heard some rumors about the maid's cooking, the way everyone avoided giving a direct answer about it's quality suggested that it was rather dreadful. A small part of him was morbidly curious as to just how bad it could be, he had seen her cooking, it looked alright. Even smelled pretty decent. As he rounded a corner, his eyes widened at the sight in front of him.

A sharp dressed woman seeming to try and decide where to projectile vomit first, a bright eyed young girl getting dangerously close to her face and seeming concerned, a cat eared maid wiping drool off her face, and a boy backtracking quickly out the door on the other end of the hall. Victor blinked for a moment, absorbing the scene before fidgeting with his glasses and stepping over to them. He had met Marie once before, the woman was very friendly and eager with her job. The other two, he had never seen before. He raised a hand in greeting, smiling at the trio, his voice distinct with a slight accent.

"Good afternoon Frau Weber, you're looking lovely today. Um...who are your friends, if I may ask?"