[center] [color=a6cbff]LAPIS[/color] ----------- [color=a6cbff]Mentions:[/color] [color=a6cbff]Interactions:[/color] -----------[/center] Nobles were usually not happy being around someone like her. She was a drifter who sometimes sang or told stories on the street for a bit of extra coin. Her clothes were always dirty and her mannerisms sometimes questionable. Some were respectable and left her alone, others were egotistical and enjoyed kicking her while she was down. Lapis was rarely able to hold a pleasant conversation with one, since they wouldn't want to associate with her too much. She wasn't angry or spiteful; on the contrary, she understood. For this reason, Lapis avoided them when possible, and she'd done an excellent job of doing so. So, when Mother Matilda brought her the “good” news that the caravan was going to be getting not just her, but the Heirs to House Marlon and Ciran respectively, Lapis packed what belongings she had and started her journey a good two weeks before the caravan was supposed to come. No damn way was she going to be cramped with not one, but [i]two[/i] nobles… The Church had made damn sure that before she left, she had ample food and clean clothing to arrive in. They didn’t want her to face Augustine, the Archbishop himself, in rags and looking like a skeleton. So, they did their best with what they had, and Lapis had what she needed to look presentable. And so, she walked at her leisure. And honestly? The trek was child’s play. She had even started singing during her walk up the mountain just to entertain herself. Time seemed to fly quickly and before she knew it, the day for orientation was here. And damn was she disappointed. Most of her classmates were nobles or had some sort of brush with nobility. It wasn’t surprising, considering only the best of the best or the richest of the rich would be allowed anywhere near the damn place. But it also meant that she was undoubtedly the biggest street rat in a house of Suit Pigs, and she’d never felt more alone. The only one she could possibly relate to was the commoner who looked like he could swing her at enemies like a weapon. Ugh. The students were given a tour after orientation finished without a hitch, and Lapis was a little excited to see all sorts of new scenery. The gardens were very beautiful, and the flowers must taste as good as they looked. Would she get in trouble if she ate one? She crouched a little to get a better look of them. Before the thought of picking one could cross her mind, she heard the giant one call out one of the Royal Suit Piggy, which Lapis couldn’t help but give her input. [color=a6cbff]”Can you blame her? The guy’s pretty.”[/color] She said, not caring if Augustine or the others could hear her. What were they gonna do anyway? Make fun of her for stating the obvious?