[center][h1][color=96EACE]Jeremy Lindall[/color][/h1][/center]
[@KaijuBaragon][@Hitman]

It was still dark when Jeremy woke up. Not surprising of course, considering thats how it usually was. However, usually it at least looked like it was [i]nearly[/i] dawn. Tonight the stars were still clear, no trces of sunlight in sight. A quick glance down at his phone, an old, beat up machine that had seemed to have near infinite battery, confirmed that it was indeed earlier than average at just 4:13 AM.

Well, that wasn't so bad. He'd gotten a few hours of sleep at least, and while he'd have preferred to get more, as long as this didn't happen every night, it shouldn't be too bad. Besides, he was wide awake now, although god only knew how. He briefly wondered if it had anything to do with his connection to the wellspring, before shaking the thought from his mind. He shouldn't waste this extra time he'd been given dwelling on questions that he could just speak to one of the elders about later. Right now, he had more important things to do.

After packing up his sleeping bag as quietly as he could, he made his way into the woods. If he recalled correctly, some of the others had mentioned a stream being nearby earlier, where they had gone fishing. He thought about the nights events during the walk. Thankfully, things had turned out pretty peacefully after he'd left Charlie to talk to Summer. He waited until they started heading back to camp before leaving himself of course, just to make sure he'd be able to help them if something went wrong, but he'd made sure to keep a good distance from them, enough that they probably actually didn't even realise he was still around. He went to sleep almost immediately afterwards, knowing that the next day would likely be busier than the relatively easy one they'd just experienced. Then again, if he'd known he'd wake up this early, he may not have bothered.

It was with this thought in mind that he reached the stream, removed his shoes and waded in, finding himself a nice flat rock to sit on. And that was where he remained, bare feet still submerged in the current, for the next three hours. Eyes closed, he focused all his attention on the water itself. How it sounded, how it felt, how the current flowed around his feet, around the rock, and around any other obstacles in it's path. Follow the path of least resistance. Feel the water. [i]Be[/i] the water. Beco-

[color=96EACE][i]"Ngah!"[/i][/color] He exclaimed, quickly pulling his legs up against his chest as he watched the fish that had just slid across them continue down the river without a care in the world. He had to blink a few times before his eyes adjusted properly to the light, before eventually deciding it was about time to head back. He knew that spending such a short time practicing wouldn't do much to help him get better, but he wouldn't want to be late for his first [i]real[/i] day as a member of the coven.

When he reached the house, he wasted little time in sorting out what he needed to do. His first priority would be getting set up in his room, and possibly learn a bit more about his roommates. He already knew Charlie, of course, but the other one, Jean Luc, was a complete mystery to him. After that, when he had gotten himself established and unpacked, he could eat. Maybe. If he had the time.

He had to admit, he was a little bit surprised when he got there to see both roommates already present, but he quickly managed to supress the emotion, instead nodding to the two.

[color=96EACE]"Hamlyn."[/color] He said simply, sending the redheaad a quick nod before turning to Jean-Luc. [color=96EACE]"And I suppose that means you must be Laguerre. I hope we can work well together."[/color]

And then, with another quick nod to his other new roommate, he returned to his unpacking. All in all, his area of the room was fairly ordinary, with the most interesting things being his enchanting supplies, the notes he'd taken over the years in order to improve both enchanting and possibly his ability to use magic normally, and a decent sized terrarium for Bertle, although the tiny tortoise was unlikely to spend much time in there except when Jeremy would have to sleep. Seperate to those, he also took out a few, more well hidden notes on how to speak to people without stumbling over his own words or seeming annoying.

Now if only he could think of something to actually [i]say[/i] to either of his roommates...