Rozmonda raised an eyebrow as the head researcher simply flushed red and looked down at the floor, stammering something she couldn't make out before dropping her question in favor of a more 'on topic' one asked by another student. With a sigh, the foreign student barely listened to the familiar explanation that served as the normally nervous woman's answer. She, personally, held a low opinion and little faith in the personality-based pairing system that the Academy used. That was no surprise, as it had utterly failed to come up with a suitable match for her yet.

So it was with a look of mild curiosity mixed with resigned boredom, and just the tiniest twinkle of hope, that she turned her attention to the pairing results that appeared in the air. Cute, anime, anime, handsome redhead!, cute smile, adorkable, bland, blander, anime, adorkable, bland, bland... The girl gave brief assessments of the pictures shown next to the names as she skimmed through the list, coming to her name and image after a moment. She frowned at the picture of her they had decided to use, thinking it outdated and only useful for identifying her thanks to her atypical-to-japan looks.

Putting that aside, she flicked her eyes over to the name next to her own. Alexis Thorburn sounded foreign to her, making it unlikely she'd have to deal with the particularities of a Japanese upbringing in her partner. Flicking her eyes over once more to the picture beside the name, she concluded that her partner was also positively adorable. Despite her general outlook on the whole situation, Rozmonda found herself interested in meeting her partner to be.

Deciding that it would be far easier for them to find her than the other way around, the tall redhead simply stood off in a patch of shorter students and looked around for any approaching faces that matched the picture.

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Sora found herself wondering exactly why the researcher did allow her hair to be in such a manner, silently thinking that perhaps a shorter haircut would help her out in at least a purely ease of care manner. The older girl who had asked, clearly, seemed to have aesthetics in mind, though. In any case the question went unanswered, replaced by one that Sora already knew the answer to. She listened intently to the more confidently delivered answer all the same, not wishing to miss out on any new nuggets of information.

Unfortunately, though not unexpectedly, there were no new nuggets to be found from such a simple question. The studious young girl had learned all this long ago, though she personally suspected that genetics played a closer role than the school might think due to it's potential influences on personality. Such theories were hard to test, however, due to the issues of separating the effects of nature from the effects of nurture. In any case, she didn't disagree with the explanation provided nor the dismissal of genetics as ultimately being marginal.

The pairings list was displayed shortly after the researcher finished answering the sole legitimate question, Sora adjusting her glasses slightly as she quickly skimmed down the list in search of her name and picture. A light frown tugged at the edges of her lips as she noticed the glare of her glasses made her eyes hard to see in the photo, rendering her even more generically average than normal. Her partner, a boy by the name of Plancy and somewhat average looking himself, would have a hard time picking her out from the various other girls that had similar looks.

As the students matched up and cleared out, the ease of finding each other would rise. However, due to the mild chaos and sheer number of students, that could take quite awhile to work out. So, there was merely one efficient and acceptable option. Making her way over to the exit, standing off to one side, she raised one arm straight up in the air.

"Olivier de Plancy?" She called out in a clear tone, measuring the loudness to be just enough to cut across the chattering noise of the other students.