[hr][CENTER][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1070187379547176990/1125945501246816256/Yuri_Myotis.png[/img][/CENTER][indent][sub][COLOR=SILVER][B]Location:[/B][/COLOR] [I]Pacific Royal Collegiate & University - Outside the Mess Hall[/I] - [I]Southern Plateau, Dundas Island[/I][/sub][sup][right][COLOR=SILVER][b]First Class:#2:86:[/b][/COLOR] [I]Yay for classes…[/I][/right][/sup][/indent][sub][hr][/sub][INDENT][sub][color=SILVER][B]Interaction(s):[/B][/COLOR] [I]Team 78 - Firebird[/I][/sub][SUP][RIGHT][COLOR=SILVER][b]Previously:[/b][/COLOR] [I]Once a Firebird, ALWAYS a Firebird[/I][/right][/SUP]
[INDENT]The excitement that filled him after being accepted into Myotis trumped being accepted into PRCU.  He was determined to make his mark in this world and this was the start that he needed.  After the ceremony, they were led to their respective house dorms.  Yuri made a mental note of which way to go in case he ever wanted to wander around campus.  He was silent for most of the tour, understanding that this would be his home from here on out.  When he entered his dorm, he couldn't believe how spacious it was.  He walked around the room, noticing the beautiful decor.  The wall art drew him in, and the freshly made bed called to him, but he resisted.  He approached the bed and noticed the uniforms for Myotis stretched across the bed.  He quickly picked them up and carried them over to the closet.  He noticed books and supplies on a desk in the corner of the room.  This was truly remarkable and he couldn't help but to look over each book before noticing a rather large envelope out of the corner of his eye, on the bed where the uniforms had been.  How had he missed it?

Approaching slowly, not sure what it contained, he picked it up and examined it.  There was nothing on the envelope to indicate what it was for and that concerned him, but he was certain it wasn't any type of bomb.  It felt like a letter or something light.  He slowly tore the very edge hoping that he didn't rip whatever was inside of it.  Observing the letter, he read it softly.  It was an invitation to join a secret house.  Was this a joke?  Was this really something he should do?  He remembered vowing to get answers about Hyperion and maybe this could help him.  He memorized the time and sat down on the bed.  This was his room now.  This beautiful luxurious dorm room was his.  He plopped onto the bed and giddily flicked his feet before stretching out.  Today was a good day.  Despite everything, it was a good day.

It had been two days since he had received the mysterious invitation, and yet he was still confused.  Who was it?  What did they want?  Should he bring it up to one of the school representatives or keep quiet about it?  He couldn't think about it now he had a schedule to keep.  For now, he got up from the bed, took a shower, brushed his teeth, combed his hair, and proceeded to get dressed in his uniform.  From what he understood, Team Firebird was set to be escorted to their first class of the day and were to meet in front of the Mess Hall.  It was training time, and he was rather pleased.  Practical Ability Training.  He felt as if this would just be a way for them to gauge how much they already knew about their abilities, or rather how strong each of them were when using their gifts.  Nonetheless, he found his way and waited for further instruction.[/INDENT][/INDENT]