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[sup]Nico[/sup][/right][hr][sup]| l o c a t i o n | zinnia cottage > front gates
| i n t e r a c t i o n s | [@alexfangtalon] & [@canaryrose] (and [@Hey Im Jordan] if you would like to have Kass follow Nico to the front gates.)[/sup]
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[color=b2b2b2]The day is raw. 

Nico had just finished his 5AM jog through one of the academy's less traveled hiking trails and was now seeking shelter from the sun's perseverant rays. Nico walked. He thought about heading back to the cottage for a change of clothes and to cool down a little but a quick glance at his phone told him that wouldn't be the best course of action. Of course, it was still 6am and he had plenty of time to walk leisurely to the front gates, but one should never just assume everything will go as planned. What if he encountered an emergency on his way there? What if he needed to assist Ela? Or even Nat? There were too many factors and in order to allow for enough time to both respond to them and also arrive 15 minutes before 7AM, Nico needed to start walking now. 

The walk towards the fountain near the front gate was a short one, less than 30 minutes. He could've taken a golf cart like Nat or Venetia usually do, but that would spoil the leisure part to the actual journey. New students were arriving! It was a wondrous day and he was going to be one of the first people they interact with, so he needs to make it worth their time; being late is not going to be a good look. Their image of Wellington Academy started with him and he needed to live up to that standard. As he passed by his own cottage, he picked up his pace while humming one of his favorite tunes. From the corner of his eyes, Nico noticed some movement and as he looked over, he saw a student he recognized from his cottage—Kassandra. He continued walking without a second glance, wanting to avoid any delays.

The fountain was already in view and Nico fell into a rhythmic pace since he had arrived a good 20 minutes before the scheduled time. He rehearsed the names of the new students he was welcoming to his cottage in his head, making sure he got the pronunciations correctly, Elysia Dey and Ramona Hernandez. Nico stood a few steps away from the fountain and waited. 

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| 7 : 00 A M |[/sup]
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Once he saw the Wellington Coach pull up near the front gates at 7AM (right as scheduled, he loved how punctual the driver always was), Nico began making his way towards them to meet them halfway. He stretched his arms out towards the sky accompanied by an easy smile until he stopped mid-track—he had an idea of what Ramona and Elysia looked like due to their student applications, so as his outstretched arm began resuming its rest position, he watched on as he saw Elysia go up to Ramona. He concluded they must be introducing themselves and decided not to interrupt immediately. After watching for a few minutes, he glanced at his watch, making the internal executive decision that he had waited long enough. 

[color=808000]"Good morning!"[/color] Nico's voice cut through their conversation with no regards of what they may have been discussing. [color=808000]"My name is Nico Cavalcanti! But please, just call me Nico."[/color]

Nico was standing by the two girls, leaning back on his heels and his lips forming an easy smile. [color=808000]"It is my most absolute pleasure to welcome you both to Wellington Academy."[/color]

[color=808000]"I'm the Zinnia Cottage faculty cottage leader."[/color] He paused for a few seconds as if to allow them to reply but instead barreled on with practiced ease. [color=808000]"Which basically translates to me being your go-to for any concerns or help you may need while you stay with me at the Zinnia Cottage—your assigned dorm."[/color]

[color=808000]"I hope you both had the chance to introduce yourselves to each other since you will be sharing a home for the next year. Now, please follow me! I will lead you to your new home and give you your assigned rooms. Oh! do let me know if you need any help with your luggage."[/color] Nico—without waiting for any confirmation of understanding—turned around briskly to begin walking back towards the cottage. [/color]
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[sup]Venetia[/sup][/right][hr]
[sup]| l o c a t i o n | coleus cottage > front gates		| t i m e | 7:15AM 
| i n t e r a c t i o n s | [@ImmortalJaskier][/sup]
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[color=DEB887]"Sweet mother of pearls,"[/color] Venetia's voice rose with each bump and rock she continuously ran over, the sarcasm dripping from each word, [color=DEB887] "Oh yeah! Let's build this super famous school in the absolute jack middle of nowhere where the paths are uneven and a constant safety hazard!! Genius idea!!"[/color]

Venetia pulled onto a sharp turn on the golf cart she had demanded the day before. She didn't understand why they would even [i]entertain[/i] the idea that she—just her— would walk to and from her cottage (in her Jimmy Choo's even!) just to pick up a new student. Heck, she had tried to convince the assistant principal that since all these students are [i]oh so smart[/i] and gifted, they should be able to find their own way to their cottage with some paper instructions. That didn't go so well. 

And now, Venetia found herself speeding (if you could even call it speeding in this sorry excuse for a vehicle) to get to the front gates area and pick up a kid called Ezequiel. She forgot his last name, but figured with the limited amount of kids that are accepted, her margin for errors was very small. She had a brief idea of what he looked like, so as soon as she pulled up to the front gates, her eyes began scanning the crowd. There were some students she recognized since they were returning, but she did not find the supposed Ezequiel anywhere near the fountain area. Instead, she drove closer to the front gates and there by the statues, she found a dark-haired kid sitting by that area. [color=DEB887]"Bingo."[/color]

Venetia pulled up beside the statue, the rhinestones on her sunglasses glinted as a response to the sun's ray landing on them. It was her natural spotlight—the sun. She did not bother getting off the gold cart and instead called on over to the boy sitting by the Athena Statue. 

[color=DEB887]"Hey, Kid!"[/color] She said before adding, [color=DEB887]"My name is Venetia, get on, I got better places to be."[/color][/color]