Having waited patiently for the, less monibile-y inclined, person in front of her, Viviana made her way onto the ship. First and foremost, she had to check to make sure her footlocker was there. With measured, but hasty steps, she made her way below deck, searching for what would be her bed

[i]Found it![/i]

The minor electric magic she had been toying with in her hand popped and fizzled out, not even her subconscious could dedicate the energy to its maintenance. She quickly opened and analyzed the contents of the medium green box. A few pairs of clothes, her notebooks on various spells, and a small note from her parents. [i]"To be opened on making it to university,"[/i] it seemed she would only have to wait until the end of the voyage to see what her family had to say. 

To pass the time, she retrieved her book labeled, "Alteration, the school of environmental manipulation" Her skimming, and general closed off body language suggesting she was not particularly interested in talking to anyone [i]just [/i] yet.