[color=Darkorchid][h1][center]Jeanette Blackwood[/center][/h1][/color]

It took everything that Jeanette had not to pulled the snobbish bitch back over to her by her hair. While it was hardly the first time she had gotten rejected, it was the first time anyone had reacted in such an over-blown and down-right cruel matter. Not to mention that, despite the seeming ease she passed along the rose, it was very important to her as it had been given to her by her Grandmother to practice her magic with on the way over. Now she could only look down on it, remembering to take deep breaths as she picked it up off the ground. She could still feel the life within it, it could still be saved.

[i][color=Darkorchid]Keep your cool, Jen. Don't let her know she got to you. You've dealt with plenty of bitches through middle school, and you know exactly how to deal with them. She'll get hers in time, but for now, just grin and bear it.[/color][/i] Placing the crushed rose into her jacket pocket once more, she simply brushed a hand through her hair, looking only vaguely irritated to anyone who had been watching the exchange. However, she couldn't help but hear a bit of a commotion behind her. Turning around, she couldn't help but feel a slight grin grace her face as she saw the short-ish girl from before putting turning that aggressive nature of hers against the blonde diva, though to predictably little effect. Still, Jeanette couldn't help but feel touched that the girl had gone out of her way to defend someone she barely new, and couldn't help but feel like she had mis-judged them a bit earlier. Walking over to stand next to them, Jeanette flicked at the bell around her neck to alert the girl to her presence before she started speaking.

[color=Darkorchid]"Easy there, Lass. No need to get so worked up on my account over the tactless geebag."[/color] Laying off the charming for now, Jeanette let her Erish accent and way of speaking slip out a bit more, including some of the brashness and foulmouth that had gotten her more than one mouth washing from her grandmother. [color=Darkorchid]"Gals like her always get what's comin' to them, usually sooner rather than later."[/color]

[color=Darkorchid]"Either way, allow me to properly introduce myself. I am Jeanette Blackwood."[/color] With a bit of a flourish, Jen turned to face Mui, putting her hand forward in greeting. When Mui went out to shake it, however, Jen would be quick to bring it to her lips, laying a light kiss along the girl's knuckles before flashing a wide grin. She made sure that she bent down slightly while she did so, as not to jerk the shorter girl's arm or have it be held at an uncomfortable angle. [color=Darkorchid]"A pleasure to meet you. And what would your name be, my white knight in frilly armor?"[/color]

However Mui responded to Jen's introduction, the Erish girl would be unable to respond as the Sun Room would suddenly reverberate with the call for another pair.

[h3]"Jeanette Blackwood and Franceska Vrodiskovich."[/h3]

[color=Darkorchid]"Well, I guess I have to be off and meet my new partner. I hope we can meet again soon. We'll be having at least one class together, but until then, ta-ta. I hope you get yourself a good partner."[/color] With that said, Jeanette made her way up to the open podium with a bit of a hop and a skip in her step, wondering who this Vrodiskovich person was, what they would be like. [color=Darkorchid][i]Well, I'll be finding out soon enough, won't I?[/i][/color]


[h1][color=Red][center]Korrigan 'Korrey' Umbraisis[/center][/color][/h1]

[color=Red]"Yeah, I could go for that."[/color] was Korrey's muffled reply as he contemplated the current situation before letting out another sigh. [color=Red]"Never hurts to brush up on the stats of certain monsters, and since we have no idea what we'll be steppin' into on the first day, good idea to be prepped for anythin'. Heard that this teacher can be a real hard-ass."[/color] Stretching out slightly, Korrey walked over to the glass case that Vulcan was in, opening it up to let the little guy out. Like a bolt of lightning, he crawled up Korrey's arm and rested himself atop his left shoulder, looking about with that same happy, yet dopey expression.