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Mei Takahashi might just be used to luxury, but the last thing she’d expected was to be tossed onto a crowded ship with what seemed like hundreds of other kids. She also didn’t expect to be confined to a tiny, oppressive room for the entirety of the journey, with only the items she could carry. Her luggage was stored elsewhere, leaving Mei with only the contents of her purse and the clothes on her back. As soon as the door shut behind her, Mei found herself wondering just what she’d gotten herself into. Or, rather, what her [i]parents[/i] has gotten her into.

At first, Mei just tried to relax. She sat down, pulled her phone out, and listened to music for a long, long time; but when her phone hit 10% battery, she knew she had to put the thing away. That left her with whatever else was in her purse. She had her collapsible bō, which she always carried, a few pens, a magazine, and a small potted succulent she was nervous about packing with the rest of her luggage. With a sigh, Mei figured she might as well be productive with her time; it’d be a waste otherwise. Placing her succulent on the ground, Mei took a breath, then held her hand out toward it. Slowly, the succulent’s fleshy leaves grew, taking on an even thicker appearance.

She couldn’t go too far without breaking the plant’s little pot, but practice was practice. Exhaling, she focused on making the succulent shrink, carefully restoring it to its normal size. Mei repeated this exercise over and over; it wasn’t like she had anything better to do. She was more confident in her physical abilities rather than her magical abilities, so practice was absolutely critical. Surprisingly, controlling minute details of the plantlife she was manipulating could be quite difficult; and yet, she enjoyed the challenge.

After a certain point, Mei found herself growing tired. She wasn’t sure what time it was, but she figured someone would wake her up if anything happened. Crawling into the small bed and shutting her eyes, Mei wondered just when they’d arrive. She allowed her thoughts and fantasies about the School to wander, eventually falling asleep.

Just a few hours later, a sudden hurdle nearly threw the young girl off her bed, jolting her awake. With a gasp, Mei clutched her chest, looking out the window to find the ship moored at an island. [i]The[/i] island. Hurriedly collecting her things, Mei joined a huge group of students walking out onto the pier. The cold air nipped at her skin, but being from the Bay Area, cold was nothing new to her; the t-shirt and shorts she had on were more than sufficient.

Looking around at the other new students, Mei found herself wondering how many others were Legacy kids like herself. She knew that the Families liked to have a lot of children, but most students at the School of Death were Scions, right? Not that she cared all that much; she was simply curious. Glancing to her left, Mei noticed a blonde boy who seemed about as lost as she was. She quietly made her way over to him, giving him a polite smile once she reached him. [color=34BE2D]“Hey, uh...any idea what we’re waiting for here?”[/color] she asked nonchalantly. It was more an excuse to start a conversation, but it couldn’t hurt to see what he knew.

[@Hitman]