Alex wrapped his arms around himself as he made a beeline for the dorms. The young man was from California. He was wearing a t-shirt, some jeans, and a light jacket. He was happy to be in the academy, that was true, but he hadn't known it would be so cold. He was followed by what appeared to be a large papercraft, trotting along with him with unnatural agility on short, stubby legs.

[color=6ecff6]"Boxdog."[/color] BoxDog barked, as they reached the dorms. 
[color=a187be]"I know, I know. We can unpack when we get inside."[/color] He said, then stepped into the facility. Warm air greeted him. The young man shivered, rosey frostnip dusting his cheeks as he found his room. It was sparse, for now with just a mirror and a bed. The flap that made up BoxDog's mouth distended, and soon, it was regurgitating Alex's luggage. While BoxDog did so, Alex checked himself in the mirror. As always, he was very effeminate. Hell, even beautiful. His height and build made him look more like a skinny girl, and his long, soft, platinum blonde hair was hardly doing him any favors. To top it all off, he had big, sapphire-blue eyes with long lashes.

[color=a187be]"We should probably look for the auditorium."[/color] He said to BoxDog. He was very soft-spoken. He opened the door to his dorm, and despite his magical upbringing, he was a bit taken aback when he saw luggage following a girl in an amazingly pimped-out dress.

[color=a187be]"A-ah! Miss!"[/color] Alex called after Viola. Even his voice made him seem like a girl. He was very soft-spoken, and when he was nervous it only became moreso.[color=a187be] "Um. You wouldn't happen to know where the auditorium is, would you?"[/color] He asked. If anyone knew where things were, it was likely to be the person who was levitating their luggage around.

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