[h3][color=lightblue][center]Siobhán[/center][/color][/h3]
Walking along the worn cobblestone path Siobhán moved easily, her freckle smattered skin glowing softly, subtly. Today was overcast and thus she was less luminous, her mother had produced many children in ancient times but she was the only recent one. Being half-faerie came with certain perks but also certain down sides. She moved as graceful as one might assume a faerie would, seeming to float across the stone beneath her grey converse clad feet. Many humans who she had met often commented on the fact that she held herself a certain way, perhaps it was due to the fact her mother was the deity that ruled over sovereignty. She was also a Queen, as such she supposed that made her a Princess though her mother never treated her as such. Her mother was quite fond of her though, always working with her on using her magick when she found time the get away from her duties. It was nothing that Siobhán was very concerned about to be honest. If she was a princess then perhaps she should stop a laundry list of long standing habits that she had acquired. 

Cahal was slinking not to far away from her through the shadows, glancing sideways to be sure of her location every few moments. Her long strawberry blonde hair flowed outwardly behind her and brushed against her face from a breeze that seemed to only swirl around her. Cahal wasn't often so far away but he was uncomfortable with so many people wandering about. With a wave of her hand she sent him away, showing that she wished for him to find somewhere to wait and come back when there were less people for him to worry about. It was a push, a soft ebb and flow of emotions, reflecting his discomfort and replacing it with the longing she would feel for his company when he was gone. It was a complex way to communicate but it certainly worked well. 

Before her stood a vast building that was made seemingly entirely out of colossal grey stones stacked one on top of the other. It could only ever have been done with magic. Not magick like faeries had but magic that witches had. Witches were few and far between now, they had been since the witch hysteria many many years before she was born. It had taken out a good portion of the population. She entered through the massive wooden door into the dormitory which was really more of a luxurious condo building than anything else. The human university dorms she had seen were nothing like the ones here. These were clean and bright and could be endlessly customized prior to move in. 

She had been roomed with one other female and a male. The female, named Hayley was apparently a daughter of Hermes while the male was a son of Morpheus. She was unsure of how things would go with this pairing, she wasn't particularly upset with it but she wasn't excited so to speak either. She didn't know either of them and that was what sort of frightened her about it. She tended to not be very good with people she didn't know. She nervously tugged at the bottom seam of her pale turquoise tank top that she'd chosen today before she opened up the door to their apartment. It was bright and modern so to speak, all metal appliances in the kitchen with sleek black leather sofa and a glass and brushed metal coffee table. The countertops in the kitchen and on the small breakfast bar were smokey grey marble, a swirled mix of white, grey, and black with white cabinetry surrounding the darkness. It was all beautiful, more so the view from the massive glass wall that over looked the vast wilderness that surrounded the university. It was positioned on nearly 30,000 acres of land or just shy of 50 square miles, all land they were free to roam and do as they wished on. It was towards the front of the property and thus only about 2 hours from the nearest town, a town where the people who lived there ignored any strange happenings.

Siobhán hoped dearly that her companions would like her, it wouldn't be a pleasant stay if they didn't. She headed out onto the balcony through the glass doors, to lean against the railing and feel the breeze on her face. Little song birds flitted by, landing not too far away from her. They seemed to be comforted by her presence, it wasn't long before the rail of the balcony was nearly covered in various species of birds.