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[color=darkgray]The prior day had noticeably marked her. The runes had been removed from tender flesh, but it had taken at least an hour. After dinner, after speaking with whom she hoped would be her new friends, after saying her goodnights and prayers, after all of that, she had found herself in the bathroom, alone. She scrubbed at the darkened runes, the memories of home, wrenching them away while emotions coaxed and coiled about her reserved countenance. They roiled against her oppression of them, slithering about her nerves and stomach. But once she had placed her head against the pillow, sleep had taken her.

Earlier that morning, despite the exhaustion that still teased at her mind, she had mustered up the energy to prepare herself for the day. She did not often have first days of anything and she wanted to mark the occasion. She had selected a muted gray dress with fabric so sheer that it appeared fae-like. Two darker strips were inlaid across her chest and falling from her waist so that while the dress was revealing, it was not a threat to decency. She had expertly twisted an array of braids in Eskandish fashion to pull the blanched hair from her eyes. Those bleached blue eyes had devoured everything during the tour with a charcoal lined wideness. It was odd that the school maintained so much beauty while remaining utilitarian, and she had not expected it. She was still thinking over it all when they were instructed to eat.

She took a seat next to Onar, Linah and Penny. Raising a thin eyebrow at Onar’s quick departure. He had to be hungry, even for such a small guy, she knew he had an appetite. The stark white of the tattoo that ran down her lip was a striking contrast against pale skin that seemed almost warm and honeyed with the juxtaposition. It curled with her lips as she started to pick food from the carts and place it upon her plate. There were many things she hadn’t seen before and she was sure to select a few new experiences. She had hardly noticed the class sheet that had been placed before her and when it did finally garner her attention she made a hmph noise.

[color=8B5356]” It appears someone has written on mine.”[/color] She tried to rub a clean thumb across the words to remove them. [color=8B5356]”I do hope they do not assume I wrote on this.”[/color] She looked to Linah, then to Penny. A frown replacing her pleasure from the food. [color=8B5356]”It seems careless.”[/color][/color]