[@HereComesTheSnow]

[b]Marsail Cirsium[/b]

The friendly, powerful clap took Marsail by surprise, but beyond a flicker of emotion on her face that could have been vocalised as an "eh?", she quickly managed to compose herself. She certainly did not expect for Conall to have gotten so friendly so quickly, but she supposed that their shared background of being Signal graduates did further the process in unfamiliar territory like Beacon. Even she was a little intimidated by the vastness of the campus and the opportunities it heralded. Just a little.

"[color=b53389]See you,[/color]" she responded in kind, throwing a short, friendly salute in his direction as she went down her path.

The first course of action was to store her blade. Then, it was to get changed.

She wondered why it was a ballroom of all places that they were to sleep in. That was definitely more communal than she expected.

Maybe it was a learning experience.