[center][color=gold][h1]Ramesses Amenhotep[/h1][/color] [h3]~The Golden Prince of Isila~[/h3][/center] [hr] So maybe it had taken a little more time than previously estimated to get off the airship...well, maybe a little much. He'd been napping a princely nap away from the crowd of others, content on waiting until they arrived to start talking and listening. It had been a long night of study for him on the books, before coming to the airship ride here, which had left him very much 'wiped out' (a foreign phrase he was at least aware of). In the end, this meant only one thing for the golden prince... ...a lot of running, and a conjured skeleton carrying a bag of extra clothing and junk parts he hadn't the chance to have had brought here beforehand. A mage, nor a future king, could not leave behind the essentials, after all! Though as the golden prince, black casual clothing and associated jewelry donning his personage, ran off of the airship and towards the entrance he looked back towards his skeleton to make sure it was keeping up. After all, he did not want to lose his things in all of this! [color=gold]"Make haste! The rest of this group have left to other parts of this school, I should imagine!"[/color] However, as the prince looked back around, his eyes shot open wide as he quickly moved into a skid that saw him stopping...a couple of feet behind the Orion's probably. Or less. Moving from this to regain his composure and hopefully image, the prince transitioned into a handsomely vibrant smile and flip of the hair as he regarded the situation in front of him. Especially the two ladies in front of him, pretty much just Linxi and Azura, for that matter. Though attempting a good front in front of the headmaster he'd read about was also of importance, yes... [color=gold]"Ah, it seems my company is not to be left alone today! A princely nap on the way here seemed to be just what was required, no less after a long night of study prior to this fine day! Though I must confess, oversleeping does not usually occur for a son of Isila's beloved ruler. Hahah!"[/color] Nailed it. Though a few moments later, the very simply-conjured skeleton came barging in with the bag...only to clip the doorway by mistake and be sent sprawling to the floor. The bag, in turn, hit the ground and slid over the entryway's floor until it bumped into a wall with a light "pomf" and "clink". Thankfully nothing spilled out of it, though at least the skeleton was now trying to start scrambling back up to go grab the bag again. [@SamaraJayne96][@DrowsyPangolin] [hr] [center][color=tomato][h1]Asteria Starwood[/h1][/color] [h3]~Nilsovan Feyblood~[/h3][/center] [hr] ...Wait, was that an undead creature running by?! The fey-blooded girl had not left with the rest of the students, though had kept to the back of the crowd and somewhat isolated in general. She'd been looking for any signs of someone from home, a familiar Nilsovan face or the like, back on the ship. But no luck had been had in that regard for her, leaving her to hang back as the rest of the students had flooded out and into the main tour group. Mostly she'd wanted to steel her nerves before catching up, this all having been her first breath and experience of foreign lands in her entire life. She didn't want to make a bad impression by hanging back too much, but she also didn't want to bolt into things so headstrong it got her into trouble either. Not that it wasn't all exciting enough so far, albeit far from the comforts of home, but as she had been walking towards the entrance someone had run by her at top speed. That in and of itself was enough to almost let out a giggle at, mostly just making her pause for a second, but then a [b]skeleton[/b] of all things had run by not long after. Not that undead were an unknown thing for her, but neither had they run around carrying bags either!!! The girl felt a small tingle run up her spine, however, before she started into a small jog towards the entryway. [color=tomato]"What is going on here? I just saw a skeleton run by and-,"[/color] Asteria said in a curious manner, slowing down as she approached the group of people in the entryway. Her normally hair-hidden, slightly-pointed-on-the-ends-yet-human-sized ears were somewhat visible due to her hair tousling slightly in the process of jogging over. Yet the girl glanced over the faces there with as sense of curiosity, until... ...her eyes and voice stopped cold when looking at Linxi. That white hair, warm black eyes like that, that familiar kind of appearance spoke to the golden-eyed girl herself. It spoke of her mother's appearance, somewhat at least, but more so of home. First Nilsovan-looking person, at least from her perspective, that she'd seen since leaving home. [@SamaraJayne96][@DrowsyPangolin]