[center][h1][color=7FFF00]Esmeralda Reo Fola[/color][/h1]

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[color=7FFF00][i]This hallway needs to be cleaned... full of filth...[/i][/color]

Was a young lady's single thought as she walked through the grand halls of the Clock Tower, the main headquarters of the secretive, Mages' Association. The very name of the group made her feel disgusted. She can't help but judge every nook and cranny of the structure around her as well as the inhabitants that dwell and study within. All of it was heresy to her. Her brow furrowed as they watched other aspiring magi pass by and talk about what to do next to further their magecraft. She clutched onto her satchel, the one carrying the catalyst needed for summoning, eyeing the many that might find her clothing out of place. 

[color=7FFF00][i]The sooner I find the office... the sooner I'll be out of this Godless place.[/i][/color] The Emerald Inquisitor spoke softly under her breath, traversing aimlessly through various forks in the hallways. Seems she's been having a hard time finding the Headmaster's office. Esmeralda's blood was beginning to boil from the maze-like tower... well... to her it was maze-like. I'm sure frequent visitors have no trouble finding it just as easily.

[color=7FFF00]"How huge is this place?! And where is Orson's office?!"[/color] She spoke in a frustrated tone, unaware she had been beside a freshman student carrying a small stack of books. He blinked for a few seconds which got the girl's attention. Of course, she glared at him... hoping he would catch on the message. Surprisingly, he did and pointed the way there.

Esmeralda didn't speak, only nod as she walked past the young magus. Only for him to shrug and continue on to wherever he was supposed to go.

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Walking by a few minutes later, the Executor had finally made it. An annoyed expression etched on her face as she entered the Headmaster's room without even showing the courtesy of knocking. Of course, she's already seen the people around her... and another member of the Church by them. 

[color=7FFF00]"Please tell me you're actually a member of the Church and not someone dressed like one?"[/color] Anderson could probably tell the annoyance in her tone. He might as well confirm before she keeps it all to herself and reply in half-assed one-lining responses.