[center][img] https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/019b3925-4631-76cc-9072-a66ea7622bec.webp[/img][/center][center][/center][hr] [hr][center][b][color=ffcb00]Location:[/color][/b] Margaret Carter - Winter Carnival 
[b][color=ffcb00]Magic Items:[/color][/b] Thousand-Faced Rose, Rune Stones
[b][color=ffcb00]First Day Fit:[/color][/b] Letterman jacket, baggy pants, sneakers.[/center][hr]

For three years, Leah was always the first person of her class to be back in the dorms. The process was very simple for her, she’d be kicked out by the first teacher that caught someone loitering after break, she’d head to somewhere warm, and then be back a bit before the next semester to get a physical copy of the schedule. Then she’d move her stuff back in, get settled, and stay behind the door until such a time that no one would bat an eye at a student appearing in a school at an early hour. That was the only time out of the year when sleeping within four walls and a roof was an option to her. This year was different. This year, Leah had the privilege of family. This year, stability was an option again. She Hulk had done her thing, and here Leah was, waking up at six in the morning within the apartment of an Avenger. 

It was time for another semester. 

Leah walked over to a closet and pulled her letterman jacket off a hanger. She gathered up her backpack, her runes, her pens and notebooks, everything she needed. She had to actually make a trip to the school, and she made sure to pack well for it.

This year would be different. She’d make it so.

Her charm bracelet fit snuggly around her wrist. There were only two so far, but she was hoping she’d decorate it quite thoroughly in the future. Lastly, she reached under the bed she slept on, and slid Sjafnamarr out. The seven foot long sword thrummed under her touch. As she raised it, she made sure to keep it close to her body. 

Time to go.

She left the room and made her way to the kitchen. Her… [i]Sister.[/I] for lack of a better word, couldn’t cook an ice cube if she lived in an igloo. Granted, Jen was also busy as shit. So Leah prepared some eggs and bacon for her, and then fixed herself a breakfast burrito loaded with chorizo and bell peppers. And she was out the door before the other strong woman in the building was properly awake.

It wasn’t a long walk to school. Leah was quite the sight, with her [i]monolithic[/i] axe-bladed sword hanging off her shoulder. Some people saw her, stopped and waved. She waved back. When she got there, the familiar sight of the carnival actually made her smile. The last time she attended a carnival, she and Sabine nearly broke a bed frame and then got into a relationship. 

As she walked through the snowy field, she spotted a certain antiquated, axe-brandishing twink that she had bonded with a lot before today. [i][sub][color=ffcb00]Hmm… His mom’s kind of hot, actually.[/color][/sub][/i] She banished that thought and waited for him to be relieved of the parenting, then she walked up to him.

[color=ffcb00]”Hey, Percy,”[/color] She greeted him. [color=ffcb00]”Sure snows a lot for California, doesn’t it? Nice being back, missed you guys over break.”[/color]

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[center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/019b3925-0274-729f-8f88-83effadccda8.webp[/img][/center][center][/center][hr] [center][b][color=b940da]Location:[/color][/b] Margaret Carter - Winter Carnival 
[b][color=b940da]Magic Items:[/color][/b] [sub]She’s no magician but you know she’s got that magic wand.[/sub]
[b][color=b940da]First Day Fit:[/color][/b] Floral button-up, slacks, converse shoes.[/center][hr]

Today marked a change in Marlena’s life. A time when passing as an ordinary human was no longer on the table for her, a time when she got the privilege of traveling across the country to learn how to use her powers for good and rub shoulders with Earth’s mightiest heroes… Unfortunately.

She still wasn’t responding to messages from her dad, and she was dreading going to these classes. As she got ready in her dorm room, yet to meet her roommate, Marlena had to ask herself why she was feeling so nervous. She loved meeting new people, even if these circumstances weren’t very favorable for her. It was a change she didn’t get much say in, so there was only room to control how she approached it. Marlena was banking on a good start to the semester making things easier.

She decided on one of her cute button-ups. Black fabric, red floral prints all over it. It went well with the minimalist belt and black slacks she put on next. Her knife holster clipped onto it, she made sure it was okay to keep so long as things stayed boring. Next. she through a few bracelets onto her arm. A few minutes in front of a mirror, and her hair was nice and bouncy. Her nails had been painted cherry red last night, and they were looking [i]sexy[/i] in her professional opinion.

Then came some sharp, winged eyeliner. Marlena didn’t usually go for makeup, but she wanted to look back on this day in a few hours and be able to say she gave it a hundred percent.

Phone, wallet, small notebook and pen… Check.

[color=b940da]”You’ll be fine.”[/color] she told herself. [color=b940da]”You’ve redone your identity before. You’re not alone.”[/color]

And she was out the door. Down the hall, out the main entrance and into the main carnival area. It was pretty. She [i]immediately[/i] took a picture and started walking. The smell of winter-appropriate confections was the first thing that caught her attention, so Marlena made her way to the hot chocolate… Where she caught the sight of April Kingston-Gray sporting a damn fine haircut. And that smile. That [i]smile.[/i]

Oh, yeah. This would be a good few months after all.

Securing a cup of hot chocolate with a bit of whipped cream over the top, Marlena let out a cliche whistle to signal her arrival. [color=b940da]”April? Love the hair. It suits you.”[/color]