[color=8dc73f][i][b]Tiina Bouquet[/b][/i][/color]
Location: Inside the Great Hall
Time: About 9:00 AM
Interacting with: Circe [@Cerces22]

[i][color=f49ac2]"Honestly, I am unsure on why I was selected to begin with.
Aren't you supposed to be basically high moral people to come here? I was a street urchin that did anything to survive."[/color][/i]

Tiina thought upon the issue that her neighbor had just presented her with. "Geez, Circe, I wish I--" The rest of her sentence was drowned out by the raucous applause of her fellow students. As soon as she noticed the tall red-headed woman in the witch's outfit--complete with hat and... cigarette?--walk up to the stage out of the corner of her eye, the entirety of her attention shifted to the woman who she incorrectly labeled as the principal of the entire academy.

Much to her surprise, the lady takes a position [i]next[/i] to the podium, narrowing her eyes at the entire crowd of freshmen. "She's dressed like that... and yet, I find her stare so intimidating..." Tiina gasped. For the briefest of moments, the girl noticed a sparkle in the teacher's burning red eyes, a sparkle not unlike the one shown in her own green eyes. "Maybe she's wearing enchanted contact lenses or something. What do you think, Circe?"

No answer. Circe, doubled over with her hands on her head, appeared to be quite busy at the moment. Tiina, apparently the only person around Circe to give a crap, placed her trembling hand on the redhead's shoulder, whispering, "Hey, Circe... Are you o--" The rest of her question was drowned out by the raucous applause of the crowd. Tiina's face jerked up towards the stage out of instinct, where she noticed someone walking atop the stage: a tall redheaded woman in a skimpy witch's outfit, complete with a huge meter-tall hat that tapers to a point. Tiina takes a moment to analyze this woman physically... 

As she notices the lady walk towards the podium, Tiina's elven ears could clearly listen to her pumps as they clacked every time they'd land on the floor with every step she took, and her elven eyes, much like those of most men in the audience, were fixated on her bouncing chest. "There's no way those are real..." Tiina mutters before placing a hand on her own chest and scowling in disappointment.

Much to the surprise of many students inside, the lady actually walked beyond the podium and sat on a chair a few meters away. Shortly afterwards, she was followed up by a much younger looking young lady in slightly more extravagant clothing... "That must be her daughter or something, right?" is what she wanted to say, but her eyes grew wide open and her mouth was sealed shut as soon as the girl stopped and began adjusting the microphone at the podium. "No way."

[i][u]Time Update: One speech later...[/u][/i]

"Wow, I never thought the Head Magister would look like that! I was totally expecting a man in a soot-stained red cloak and a really long white beard... Don't you think so, Circe?"

She turned to her right, only to find Circe's seat completely empty. "Damn, I really hope it wasn't anything I said..."

[i][u]Location Update: Outside the Grand Hall[/u][/i]

Tiina felt like she were admitted to an amusement park by herself. There were so many things to see and so many places to explore, but unlike many of the students surrounding her, she had no one around to make her sound smarter than she already is...

...That, and she felt very insecure about her surrounding environment, being the second shortest being she'd met ever since she walked through the front gates... Second only to the Head Magister, of course.

"So... where to?" Tiina asked herself as she vaguely walked around, recalling the map she had just memorized when she stopped by the lobby earlier.

[i]rumble, rumble...[/i]

Tiina winced as her stomach groaned in pain. "Agh... Point taken, tummy." she spoke to herself. "Food comes first."