[b] "Maybe we should go to our dorm rooms and check it out."

"Yeah, let's get settled in, even if they're bringing it here, you can at least formulate an idea or something in your head, Sivli."[/b]

“That’s…actually not a bad idea.” Silvi replied, following after Mika and Aiden. Walking through the town hall, Silvi was mostly curious to see how the building had been changed; even though she’d never really been in line to take over any facet of the company, her parents had still insisted she at least understand the basics of how things were done…which included more trips than she could remember to this very building for some tediously boring meeting with some local official.

Eventually they found their way to their assigned rooms, and the other two set about storing their gear while she waited for hers to arrive.

[b] "So... where is everyone from?"[/b]

Taking off her jacket she threw it onto the unclaimed bed, while unbuckling her weapons belt and hanging it off a bed post. “Local girl.” She replied, sitting down and curling her tail onto her lap. “My folks place is about 20 min outta town. It’s al-” Before she could get any further an older human male appeared in the doorway, knocking as he did so.

The man was in his late 40s or early 50s with dark hair that was liberally streaked with grey, and he was dressed in a tidy set of green coveralls with the Wulka Armaments logo on the left breast. “Hey there little cub, they said I’d find you up here.” Silvi let out a surprised ‘yip’ and leapt to her feet. “Berun!” She said as she rushed over. Sticking her head into the hall, she saw her suitcases of clothes and her tool chest sitting there, just behind him. 

Smiling, she stood back straight and cuffed him in the arm. “You fool.” She chided. “Why’d you lug them all the way up here? You could’ve just told me you were here, I’d have come and got them.” Berun simply smiled and rested a hand on her shoulder. “If I can help you in whatever small way, I’m glad to do it. I might not be able to help fight those beasts, but I know you’ll do fine.” Silvi smiled and gave Berun a hug. “Thanks.” She said softly; letting go, she then waved to Aiden and Mika. “These are the rest of the student body, Aiden and Mika,”

From the look in Berun’s eyes, he was no happier about the turn out than Silvi was. “Nice to meet you.” He replied, nodding to the others before turning his attention back to Silvi. “Well little cub, I’d best be off.” He said as he turned to leave. “Don’t let Daddy or Habeen work you too hard.” Berun just laughed as he headed back the way he’d come.

Silvi stepped into the hallway, first dragging her suitcases and then the tool chest into her and Mika’s room. Opening the suitcases, she began to pack her clothes into ‘her’ closet and chest of drawers. “Right, like I was saying, local born. My folks own Wulka Armaments, Berun there, he’s been working for us for as long as I can remember.” To those who knew what to look for all her clothes were, while not flashy, top quality brands, the type of stuff that people who valued quality over simply a ‘brand name’ sought out.