[H1][center][color=green]Evan Conwell[/color][/center][/h1]

Evan scowled at her looked up at the clouds, having ruined his good mood with thoughts of home. [Color=green]"Sorry Nolan, I should get back to the room. I'm not done unpacking yet."[/color] It was a lie of course. He had never had much of anything to unpack in the first place, but he felt like he needed some sort of excuse to go back inside.

[Color=green]"I think I'll skip dinner today."[/color] He said, rolling to his feet and sticking his hands in his pockets before just strolling away towards the dorms.

[H1][center][color=lavender]Evangeline von Liette Kiermo III[/color][/center][/h1]

[Color=lavender]"Quite the group this year, isn't it?"[/color] Evangaline said, soundlessly coming to stand behind Ezra, one hand draped casually over the hilt of her sword while the other rested on her hip. Her silver pin glinted proudly on her collar as she subtly stretched her muscles, maintaining her air of elegance.

[Color=lavender]"Not nearly as entertaining as it was when I joined, but to be fair, that was a spectacular year"[/color] Eva winked downward at Ezra, a playful smile on her lips.