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Saranja was having a bad first day. First days were always tough in new places, but everyone was in such a hurry to meet their roommates, she'd already bumped into five people, and at the third one, had decided it really wasn't her fault at that point. They kept making the [b]stupid[/b] decisions to flit about from place to place as if they wouldn't be staying and studying here for a few years. An intake of breath that embodied all of her frustration- she sighed it out and let it go, she wanted to make a good impression still, and she heard the distinct sound of chattering as she neared a corridor. She was sure this was the dormitory, her [i]sight[/i] had told her as much. She slowly approached, the soft but sure sound of hooves against the floor punctuating her steps before she stopped close, staring blankly through the group, pursing her lips until there was chance to talk and introduce.

[color=a187be]"Daughter of Sól, Son of Morpheus, Daughter of-[/color]" She hesitated, that bright smile (her chance at making a good impression) creased into something uneasy for a moment. It was there for a minute but before anyone could interrupt or ask she broke into a grin again. [color=a187be]"Daughter of Hermes. Sorry, dizzy spells- comes with being a seer."[/color] It was a poor lie, and she was a poor liar, but the smile she had on made it obvious that whatever she knew wasn't worth prying into. [color=a187be]"I am Saranja, of Pelasgia- Sorry if I'm interrupting but I can't see the door numbers, and the guide I was promised walked too slowly, I lost him around the library."[/color]

She continued staring ahead, at no one in particular as she let out a small sigh. That wasn't so hard. She absentmindedly brushed down the red skirt she was wearing, though her quite obvious goat legs were there to be commented on, as were her curled horns.[/center]