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[indent] Elle was merely a bystander as team blackjack slowly unraveled. She wasn't surprised to see a few of them opt out. They'd lost a teammate. Even though she wasn't sure how well they knew him, Cassander Charon's death surely haunted the team.

What did surprise her was the fuss that followed their exit. The girl who hadn't even raised an armband was trying to convince one of the opt-outs to stay on the team. The girl in the wheelchair [i]walked[/i] to prove her point, which made Elle's eyebrows rise. This team was tight-knit, despite their drama. The girl who now stood on two solid legs had passion. Something Elle noticed at the funeral. The boy that moved to defend the members that were leaving seemed to have a way with words. Right, he'd spoken at the funeral. The tall blonde offered a strong conclusion to the fuss. It made Elle smile in approval. These students... they would get far at PRCU if they chose their actions carefully.

She'd made the right choice to join them.

The sound of the second whistle finalized it. Elle placed the Blackjack armband on her blazer and tucked the other two into her skirt pocket to be gotten rid of at another time. She looked up in time to notice Jim O'Neil, her new team captain, offering his hand to her. She firmly shook his hand with a smile and nodded her thanks.

Her eyes moved to the other transfers, noting the boy that seemed to always have his phone out from Firebird, and two members of Eclipse. She then observed the remaining members of Blackjack. One in particular, Calliope de León, caught her attention as she seemed to speak to the entire team. Banjo's list crossed her mind. Elle wanted to speak to her after the ceremony was finished. She watched as she moved off to join her house.

Right, the houses. Elle moved to open her envelope. House Strigidae, observation... House Lutra, intelligence... House Canis, motivation. Elle hadn't expected the third option. Looking at the students that now joined those houses, Elle took a moment to think about Strigidae and Lutra. Lutra would obviously improve her academic venture at PRCU. Although she didn't need much help there. Strigidae, on the other hand... She didn't feel a pull towards it.

Her thoughts were interrupted when the boy with the words approached her and the newbies. Elle grinned at the sight of his fist bump and casually returned it. Rory from Ottawa, who did a lot of wrestling back in high school. Every thought was clearly written on his face. An open book, then. Not so much the wide eyed wrestling student he must have been in high school, but he still possessed that innocence about him. He pulled out his phone, and suddenly it was flying towards her. Elle caught the phone with two hands. It looked like it could shatter to pieces if it hit the ground again. [color=fff200]”Make sure to add your numbers in, I want to try and get a group chat started for us before classes start. There’s no passcode, my brother kept breaking into it anyway.”[/color]

[i]Cute.[/i] Elle thought with a small smirk. She chuckled to herself and added in her number with the name Elle Miller. Her head turned towards the boy that came from Firebird. [color=lightsteelblue]"Names Elle Miller."[/color] She said as she held out the phone. [color=lightsteelblue]"My numbers in there if you want it, too."[/color] She gave him a grin as she passed it over, and then proceeded to walk towards her house.

Intelligent, playful, and gregarious. She'd surely feel more comfortable in that house.

[color=lightsteelblue]"Elle Miller."[/color] She said with a grin to the house representative. [color=lightsteelblue]"I'm happy to accept your invitation to join House Lutra."[/color]
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