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[b]Interactions:[/b] Morgana Solomon (Yours Truly :])[/center][hr]

As the ship completed its descent to the ground, Skyler Gallegos uncoiled herself from her seat. She'd wrapped the serpentine portion of her body all around it to secure herself, figured it'd keep her in place in an emergency just as well as the seat belt provided. Skyler was the youngest of this batch of students headed for Shade Academy; she was only 15 years old as opposed to everyone else's 16 or 17, or so she had to presume. But she showed more than enough talent at Mirage Academy to warrant her early transition. She even found Mirage Academy much too easy for her, having been prepared for combat through a brutal training regime from her father when she was 8.

Unsurprised by her own success, Skyler looked down at her Scroll for a brief moment, and followed the other students outside. Just as she was about to step off, she heard the voice inching closer and closer to her, and felt as though she had to prepare for an ambush.

[color=f6989d]"Yay, we made it, we made it, WE MMMAAAAAAAADE IIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!"[/color] this was the sound of Morgana Solomon, a butterfly faunus that served as Skyler's classmate and, to Skyler at least, was as much an annoyance as she remembered her to be. Unable to contain her excitement, Morgana had spread her arms wide to try and hug Skyler, but Skyler held Morgana back by the middle finger to her forehead, before bringing her thumb to the fold and flicking her into flinching.

[color=f6989d]"OW!!"[/color] Morgana rubbed her forehead as she exclaimed, [color=f6989d]"Skyler! What was [i]that[/i] for?"[/color]

[color=6ecff6]"I keep telling you to back off from me, and yet you never listen,"[/color] retorted Skyler.

...

She turned to go down outside the ship, only just catching a glimpse of the news portraying the revocation of a shady doctor's medical license before the feed cut off and Shade Academy did its thing.

[color=6ecff6]"Wonder if this will be a challenge at all,"[/color] Skyler mused aloud.

[color=f6989d]"I heard we get to go into teams for this,"[/color] said Morgana, as if Skyler wanted her opinion, [color=f6989d]"Can you imagine that? We'd get to be the dream team Creamy Mirage Sisters! Wouldn't that be amazing?"[/color]

[color=6ecff6]"Eww, that's the worst team name I ever heard in my life!"[/color] Skyler spat, [color=6ecff6]"Besides, I'm actually hoping they [i]don't[/i] enforce that as a rule. I don't know about you Morgana, but I myself wouldn't want three mindless goons slowing me down."[/color]

[color=f6989d]"C'mon; don't think like that!"[/color] Morgana pleaded, [color=f6989d]"They're supposed to be friends. They're supposed to help you when you just might need it mo-..."[/color]

[color=6ecff6]"So what? They expect my hand to be held out just like at Mirage?!"[/color] Skyler lashed out, anger smoldering as she turned away from Morgana, [color=6ecff6]"See? This is exactly why we can't be friends; I won't leave my brain out to rot like yours clearly has..."[/color]

[color=f6989d]"Huh? Wait, why would you...?! SK-SKYLER??!!"[/color] Morgana called out to her classmate, but she could only watch as Skyler slithered away from her to lose herself in the crowd of other applicants, and buried her head in her hands, [color=f6989d]"Oh god... what did I do wrong?"[/color]