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Amongst the battered and the broken and the bruised, Kress was slightly confused as to why so many people came out of the battle looking like they've been run over by a horse. Was Professor Nyx's statement of how the 'test will help me determine the level of control you have with your mana in a combat scenario' really all that was needed for people to try to kill each other? The blue-haired youth frowned, his brow scrunched up in a vaguely unhappy manner. This definitely coulda gone poorly, huh? What would he have been forced to do if he hadn't been put up against the two most reasonable people in the class?

Probably something he'd regret. If the whole school term in Class C was like that, that was all the more reason to work hard enough to get out of it, right? Or maybe this was the norm for Avalice, what with its 5% graduation rate.

Kress shook his head, slapped some sense into his cheeks. [i]He[/i] made it for another day. He should enjoy it. As a matter of fact, now that classes were over and the sun didn't look as if it was setting yet, it was just about time t-

[quote][i]"Today's been tiring for everyone; sorry, but it looks like we'll have to go see the arcane painters another day. Have a good evening."[/i][/quote]
Ah. Ahahaha. Yeah. Ok.

[color=7ea7d8]"Don't worry, s'all good. Tomorrow for sure then? Oh, and Yvaine! Misaiya, me, and Ankaa, the big woman over there, were thinking of checking out the Arcane Paints Club today! Obviously, we're postponing it now, but you should come with! Think it'll be cool to get a group painting and all."[/color] The spellsong was already leaving though, so Kress settled for energetically waving instead. Magical studies, and the promise of an outing. Maybe on a holiday, they could even go out clothes shopping in the metropolis of human civilization? Things to look forward to, for sure. The blue-haired youth made a conscious effort to think about happy things, and stepped off in search for his own dorm room. Another thing to look forward to, meeting his new roommates. Who definitely existed, because it'd be pretty sad if they didn't.

Kress pumped a fist as he neared Dorm C-C, hearing (un)friendly voices inside. That meant there were at least two who made the selection! 

Swinging open the door, he waved at the two who were already in the process of getting their things together. The atmosphere felt a bit tense, and if he recalled properly, those two were totally lashing each other with their tongues during the morning but...first impressions didn't mean much. [color=7ea7d8]"Good evening,"[/color] he chirped. [color=7ea7d8]"Mr. Varen and Lady Blumenthal, right? I'm Kress, nice to meetcha. Hope we all get along for the short amount of time we're here!"[/color]