[hr][hr][center][color=008B8B][h1]Karuma Hitamara[/h1][/color]
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[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4820276]Character Profile[/url]
[color=008B8B][b][u]Location[/u]:[/b][/color] Alpha Prep -> East Wing Corridor
[color=008B8B][b][u]Interactions/Mentions[/u]:[/b][/color] [@Tonks][@Marrok][@WSilversun][@Kitty][/center]
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	[color=008B8B][i][b]Well shit..[/b][/i][/color] Karuma's thoughts raced, his previously enthusiastic expression melting into one of unamusement as his raised skateboard slowly dropped to his side. [color=008B8B][i][b]Now you're the 'Skateboard Kid'. Its junior high all over again. Tsk, looks like it'll be tough.. Dae.[/b][/i][/color] Karuma let out a breathless sigh as he examined the faces pointed in his direction, his shoulders slumping as he began to slip into the background of the crowd. The other students didn't miss a beat, a few snickers after he and Corbyn's chat, then back to business. Keeping up with the fast paced elder wasn't a challenge, but it was a bit overwhelming, looking at all that was different from home.

	Karuma couldn't help but gawk at the gold and brown patterns decorating the floor and walls of the grand entrance to the school. [color=008B8B][i][b]Is this A Cinderella Story?..[/b][/i][/color] Karuma joked to himself. He was half-listening to Corbyn's continued speech, somewhat out of angst fueled rebellion, but he caught the important bits. Tour early tomorrow, dorms, food, dorm-mates. Pretty standard stuff, all things considered. The only thing sweeping Karuma off his feet was the grand design of the entrance hall. Karuma's pack believed in humble beginning's and were more like an Indian tribe than a wolf pack, they certainly weren't high class dignitaries like Councilor Corbyn.

	Karuma's gaze climbed up the beautifully crafted walls of the building, and examined the embroidering on the rug draped down the steps of the stairs, until he suddenly met eyes with a stunning woman of Asian lineage. [color=008B8B][i][b]Whoa, she's a beauty.. Maybe Korean?[/b][/i][/color] He thought as his eyes narrowed and drifted down her perfect frame. [color=008B8B][i][b]Definitely a beauty though..[/b][/i][/color] He decided, his eyes glancing back to Corbyn, worried of being caught gawking by the old codger; She could be his wife. Despite that, the woman once again caught Karuma's attention as she called for the ladies in the crowd to form up behind her. She didn't look all that interested in welcoming the new blood. Finally the groups separated, heading in separate directions down hallways leading out of the main entrance. Karuma followed suit, sticking to the back of the male group, but noticing one of the chiseled Caucasian guys from the first van giving him a second glance over. Karuma noticed him also looking at the beauty from earlier. [color=008B8B][i][b]What's this guys problem?.. Never seen an Asian before?[/b][/i][/color] he narrowed his eyes and tried not to notice the intimidating jock, hoping upon hope that they aren't roomed together.