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A flick of a switch plunged the room in darkness, and another flick lit it back up again- albeit with a much more weak, timid light offered via projector and screen. Nodding to himself, Madison stepped close to the glow, casting odd shadows across his face.
“Now, then. If everyone is ready, then allow me to get started. As you all already know, you will be attending Marchand for the next semester, during which it will be our job to educate and provide for you. Regardless of who you are, what social standing you come from, or even your family line, you all will be treated as equals here. You will face no bias from your professors- but as a result, you must follow the exact same list of rules.” Madison paused, clicking a button on the side of the projector and causing the screen to light up with text.
“While you should have received the list when you arrived, I will go over it now, so there are no misunderstandings in the future.
With the exception of any prescribed medications, no drugs are allowed on school grounds.
Boys and girls are prohibited from entering the other's’ dorms.
On a related note, sexual activity of any sort is prohibited.” Madison paused, suddenly, eyeing his audience. “While I understand that many of you will form relationships while here, understand that we will be performing random dorm checks often, and it would make things much less unpleasant for everyone if you all kept from being a bit...too intimate.
“Arrive to class on time.
Do not break school curfew.
You are forbidden to leave campus, with the exception of school mandated events.
If you happen to have any personal firearms or weapons, please check them in with Professor Avalon or Professor Byrne to be approved.
No summons are allowed within class, with the exception of Familiar Conjuration. If you are unable to unsummon your familiars before class, you are welcome to keep them in your dorm until it is time to retrieve them. In addition, if you are required to have a familiar kept in this world for whatever reason, you should have been provided a form to complete so we can properly accommodate its presence.
No reckless use of magic of any kind.
Fights are also prohibited, save for any instructed by Professor Byrne.
Lastly, please show respect to your peers, as well as your professors- no matter background, ethnicity, sexuality, and so on.”
All of this was spoken with a clean-cut formality, hinting that the little speech had been rehearsed several times before its official delivery. This was reinforced by the decisiveness which Professor Lovette stepped from the glow, switched off the projector, and returned the light to the common room. “That should be all,” he said, all formality dropped in favor of the cheerful air he donned earlier. Swiping a remote from his pocket, Madison clicked on a nearby television, sending it alight with student names and numbers. “You’ll find your names on this screen here, along with the number of the dorm you’ll be staying in. Your keys are on the table beneath it.
“With all that out of the way, consider yourselves dismissed- with the exception of those told to stay behind, of course. You’re free to go to your dorms or explore the campus as you please, so long as you don’t try to leave, and show up in time for dinner. Feel free to ask any one of us if you have any questions!"
Beaming once more at the audience, Madison unplugged the projector and wheeled it back into its little cubbyhole.
Hopefully he had held the air of professionalism long enough to leave an impression on the students.
A flick of a switch plunged the room in darkness, and another flick lit it back up again- albeit with a much more weak, timid light offered via projector and screen. Nodding to himself, Madison stepped close to the glow, casting odd shadows across his face.
“Now, then. If everyone is ready, then allow me to get started. As you all already know, you will be attending Marchand for the next semester, during which it will be our job to educate and provide for you. Regardless of who you are, what social standing you come from, or even your family line, you all will be treated as equals here. You will face no bias from your professors- but as a result, you must follow the exact same list of rules.” Madison paused, clicking a button on the side of the projector and causing the screen to light up with text.
“While you should have received the list when you arrived, I will go over it now, so there are no misunderstandings in the future.
With the exception of any prescribed medications, no drugs are allowed on school grounds.
Boys and girls are prohibited from entering the other's’ dorms.
On a related note, sexual activity of any sort is prohibited.” Madison paused, suddenly, eyeing his audience. “While I understand that many of you will form relationships while here, understand that we will be performing random dorm checks often, and it would make things much less unpleasant for everyone if you all kept from being a bit...too intimate.
“Arrive to class on time.
Do not break school curfew.
You are forbidden to leave campus, with the exception of school mandated events.
If you happen to have any personal firearms or weapons, please check them in with Professor Avalon or Professor Byrne to be approved.
No summons are allowed within class, with the exception of Familiar Conjuration. If you are unable to unsummon your familiars before class, you are welcome to keep them in your dorm until it is time to retrieve them. In addition, if you are required to have a familiar kept in this world for whatever reason, you should have been provided a form to complete so we can properly accommodate its presence.
No reckless use of magic of any kind.
Fights are also prohibited, save for any instructed by Professor Byrne.
Lastly, please show respect to your peers, as well as your professors- no matter background, ethnicity, sexuality, and so on.”
All of this was spoken with a clean-cut formality, hinting that the little speech had been rehearsed several times before its official delivery. This was reinforced by the decisiveness which Professor Lovette stepped from the glow, switched off the projector, and returned the light to the common room. “That should be all,” he said, all formality dropped in favor of the cheerful air he donned earlier. Swiping a remote from his pocket, Madison clicked on a nearby television, sending it alight with student names and numbers. “You’ll find your names on this screen here, along with the number of the dorm you’ll be staying in. Your keys are on the table beneath it.
“With all that out of the way, consider yourselves dismissed- with the exception of those told to stay behind, of course. You’re free to go to your dorms or explore the campus as you please, so long as you don’t try to leave, and show up in time for dinner. Feel free to ask any one of us if you have any questions!"
Beaming once more at the audience, Madison unplugged the projector and wheeled it back into its little cubbyhole.
Hopefully he had held the air of professionalism long enough to leave an impression on the students.