[h2][center][color=9932CC]Iona Murasaki[/color][/center][/h2]

A girl with purple hair walked quickly through the halls of Beacon.

If one was close enough, they could hear the girl mumbling to herself. [color=9932CC]"I still don't understand why I couldn't just stay in Mistral..."[/color] She turned a corner. [color=9932CC]"I was set. Powered right on through Sanctum, and was doing well in Haven. At least...I think I was."[/color] She turned another corner, a little more earnestly than she had the last. [color=9932CC]"And then suddenly they were just like [i][u][b]nope[/b][/u][/i]. And there I was, shipping off to Vale."[/color] She turned yet another corner, and if an onlooker were observing they would now be realizing that she was probably lost. She was just trying to hide it, and not really succeeding.

Beacon did look nice though, she had to admit. Although she was rushing through the halls she at least didn't have her eyes closed so she could see what was what. She turned another corner and quickened her pace slightly, taking a quick glance down at her map. [color=9932CC]"Okay, I think this is the way,"[/color] she said, with a little less grudge in her voice. As she finally set herself on the right course to her class she tried to think positively. [color=9932CC]"I guess I just need to make the best of it. Beacon has a good reputation and it seems like a nice place. And I've proven myself once, so I can do it again. And I get to start with 'Practice', which seems like it'll be easy enough. I just have to get over the hurdle of..."[/color]

She stopped in her tracks as she entered what she thought was her class and looked around the room to a sprinkling of unfamiliar faces.

[color=9932CC]"...not knowing anyone."[/color]