[center][hr][h3][color=8dc73f]☆ Nolan Santora ☆[/color][/h3]
[code]Marchand School - Common Room.[/code]
[hider=Interactions][@ScoundrelQueen]  & [@LorelleQuips][/hider][hr]

"[color=8dc73f]Alright, friends,[/color]" Nolan addressed the group of girls, smiling brightly. "[color=8dc73f]I'm going to go face my reckoning and meet my new roommate and also hopefully not get lost because I barely glanced at my map. I'll catch you both later, it was really cool meeting you.[/color]"

The boy shot them both a wave before glancing his map over and trying to memorize it as he walked. He couldn't help that anxiety was blossoming in his chest at the thought of rooming with another necromancer. He had hoped that he might get placed with something else. A pyromancer or an aeromancer or [i]something[/i]. Not only was this a necromancer but he was also a [i]Sterling[/i].

It had been wishful thinking to imagine himself rooming with anything other than another necromancer. This was exactly his luck. He couldn't even hide his family name because it was already out there in the open. He walked with anxiety steadily growing and his nose in his map. He almost wished he had opted to just sit around with the girls for a bit longer but it wasn't like he could hide from this forever. 

He had to accept that he was here now. He was in this school and for better or for worse, he was going to be meeting other necromancers. He didn't even have a reason to be this anxious, [i]he[/i] had never done anything and anyone in his family who had was long dead by now. It wasn't like he was wearing a shirt constantly that stated "My ancestor was a cult leader, ask me about it". It was [i]stupid[/i] to fret about it so much. 

He managed to navigate surprisingly well, finally landing at the room to his dorm.

[i]Room 204 A[/i]. The room he'd be sharing with Canvas.

He drew in a breath to steady his nerves and strolled inside with his usual confidence. He wasn't going to chicken out and avoid his new roommate, he was going to greet him as soon as he entered. He'd even use his full name.

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[center][hr][h3][color=9e0b0f]♤ Isaiah Parrish ♤[/color][/h3]
[code]Marchand School - Common Room.[/code]
[hider=Interactions][@EchoicChamber][/hider][hr]

"[color=9e0b0f]Hey, lucky break, you get to room with me.[/color]" 

He bit into his apple again before offering the other boy a slight grin. It [i]had[/i] been a lot of luck that he'd be paired off with Percival, he wasn't sure if he'd be willing to greet anyone new today. Percival had made it easy by just planting himself alongside him but [i]voluntary interaction?[/i] 

He shuddered to think of how that might go for him. It wasn't that Isaiah was completely asocial, just that he tended to get nervy around new people. Sometimes, a rare individual would come along, [i]like Percival[/i], that could reign a conversation out of him. He didn't know what it was about other people, but he just wasn't very good with them. He often found himself trying to build an imaginary wall between himself and them.

The Parrish family wasn't [i]unpopular[/i] amongst Aquamancers but they weren't really the type to make niceties. They were very serious about trying to be the best at their craft, if they didn't perfect [i]every little thing[/i] then [i]what we're they good for?[/i] His environment had been strict and it hadn't left time for many friends, it was going to be strange being somewhere with so many people. 

He hoped that he had made a good impression on Percival, because he intended to follow him around like a lost puppy. He stood and shouldered his bag, "[color=9e0b0f]I say that we go find our dorm and fight over the better space like all good roommates do.[/color]"

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