[color=a67d3f][center][h2]Glynwood Academy Grounds[/h2]
[sub]Sunday, the 21st of the Third Pyric Moon, RY 3418[/sub][/center][/color]
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[color=009933]"Theo was there before me, but I stayed about a week. I'd never travelled by cart very long distances before, and I might've overestimated how long it would take,"[/color] Blake admitted at Apollo's question with a chuckle, [color=009933]"Honestly, you didn't miss much. I would've teleported too if I could."[/color]

Nearby, Dionysia regarded Iris with the slightest hint of confusion, marring her otherwise genuine enthusiasm. She had no idea what a Worldsoul was, assuming it to be some type of magical concept she wasn't privy to in her mundane upbringing, if not a name for whatever nebulous enchantment could've been woven into the fabric. She almost asked for an explanation, until Iris ruined any perception the girl had of her being a studied mage-to-be by her sudden infatuation with beds.

[color=cc6600]"You... you didn't have a bed before this?"[/color] she questioned tactlessly. Sure, she knew the lower classes often shared bedrooms, if not existed entirely within a one-room farmhouse, but to lack even a bed was [i]poor[/i]-poor. And destitute beggars didn't have nice scarves like that. [color=cc6600]"Are you not from a wizard family?"[/color]

Iris' statement likewise turned Theo and Blake's heads, with a polite arch of the brow and a look of outright incredulity, respectively.

[color=skyblue]"Oh, come now. The war wasn't kind to everyone, her family could've fallen on hard times,"[/color] Theo tried to mediate, [color=skyblue]"No need to pry into hurtful subjects."[/color]

[color=009933]"Oh, like [i]you[/i] have any room to talk,"[/color] Blake mumbled bitterly, before he suddenly looked taken aback, as if he hadn't meant to say that out loud. Theo startled slightly and flashed the other student an apologetic look, but Blake waved him off before he could speak. [color=009933]"Sorry, whatever, drop it."[/color]

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Across the room, the grumbling grew as many a disgruntled student was shoved aside by a spear-wielding gremlin in search of food. Haughty scoffs about uncivilized behavior mingled with the cruder derisions of the lowborn, though no one dared outright approach the armed Róisín yet. Were the girl not too immersed in her feast, she might notice a shift in the corner of her eye, that unmistakable feeling that one is being watched originating from a fleeting shadow by the nearby wall. Within a blink, it was gone.

[@Dead Cruiser]
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With Luc seemingly distracted with a new conversation with the troublemaker, Professor Galenos turned his attention squarely the remaining girl that had been waiting for him. 

[color=0054a6]"Do you have a question?"[/color] He still didn't seem particularly excited, but whatever weariness Phoebus had drawn out of him was gone, replaced with stoic indifference once again.

[@Crusader Lord]