[right][img]http://i.imgur.com/azl52jR.png[/img][/right]Mailsi twirled her yellow umbrella as she trudged from her Aunt's class to A.R.C. It really wasn't necessary as it was hardly raining anymore. But she had brought it with her, an she was going to use it. Plus, she had an aversion to rain. Ireland was mainly a temperate climate without extremes. Not like Star City. At least there was still an ocean when she started feeling homesick. (The wrong ocean, but beggars can't be choosers.)

Mailsi balanced her umbrella on her shoulder, tucked under her chin, to balance her book bag. With the books from Aunt Kara's class and her two others today, she was overloaded. Thankfully they had a break today in the form of an A.R.C. Session. Though it sounded as if they wouldn't be separated by age and ability like they had for prior session. Instead they were going to have teams picked at random from the entire student body. Mailsi always enjoyed a good challenge. Yet she hoped that she'd know at least one person on her team. Following and/or leading strangers was a hard task. At least they'd all be crippled by the same obstacle. 

Mailsi smirked at the thought and started twirling her umbrella again. Soon the A.R.C. building appeared and she joined the mass of students making their way inside. She recognized Mar'i. Who looked highly disgruntled. But she was part of he Bats, who knows what goes on through their heads? Then there was Linden, formerly known as Blue Bullet. (A terrible name. One step away from becoming a sad ballet.)

Mailsi also spotted the creepy girl, Nora, lurking in the center. The teen was very emo today. Mailsi wrinkled her nose a little bit. She hated that Nora could always sense her when near by. It was... creepy, if she allowed herself to be repetitive.

"[color=C0C0C0]<Oh gwad.>[/color]" Mailsi moaned in Galiac. The only people who could understand her were Bláthnat and Casey. "[color=C0C0C0]<Please, by all that is holy, may the unseelie court not stick me with any weirdos or lame-os.>[/color]"