Everyone is entitled to their own sorrow, for the heart has no metrics or forms of measure. And all of it... irreplaceable.
People watching had always been a rather fascinating way to pass the time. The way they spoke to one another, how they moved and laughed among themselves, and listening to the conversations they held. If it were up to her, Lillie Dionne would have gone into sociology or anything that would let her study the behaviors of people. Despite the differences in biology, the way vampires and humans behaved weren't all that different. Those who were proud still flaunted what they had, the humble remained just that, and the jovial still spew out some clever wit. The contrast seemed to come solely from the way they poised themselves; the vampires were full of an air of superiority while the mages kept themselves modest.
Lightly pulling at her sleeve, Lilie let out a small sigh. Despite knowing there was a dress code to uphold, she felt somewhat out of place. Her hardworking parents had come together to get her the dress she wore, but really, it felt like a bit much. The glittering dress had color gradation of blue to pale blue towards the hem, a sweetheart neckline, and a white, tulle petticoat. It was long, easily sweeping the ground, though a split on her left thigh was there to make movement easier. Despite her mother's encouragement, she was too modest and wanted more coverage, and so her mother gave her a slightly sheer long-sleeved blue shrug fastened at the collar with a sapphire broach that matched the drop earrings she wore. Her very long hair hung loose; a first, but she had decided it would get her less attention.
Then again, she was modest compared to the extravagance of some others. Lilie watched the crowd at a distance, opened envelope in hand. The princess' speech mostly flew over her head if she was being honest. Her primary concern was learning more about her abilities. But that came in exchange for having to interact with a crowd she had tried to avoid for some time. Her lot in life had deemed her inferior from the moment she was born into a low class family, but that had been a blessing in disguise as it made sure she never interacted with their kind. But the first interaction with them had shaken her, coming closely after an explosion of magic on her doing. They terrified her, there was no pretending otherwise, but she was partnered with one, and she would need to get over her fear if she was to continue at the academy.
Not privy to the world of mages and vampires--with the exception of a clear understanding of their mutual relationship, of course--she didn't know anyone there. A few names popped out, sure, but as a whole she was clueless. For the better, maybe, it was easier to hide among the unknown. The only name and face she knew was the vampire she was partnered with: Arianna Eve. She had absolutely no idea what she would be like, but tried to stay positive. The urge to run was strong, but her desire to learn was stronger. For now, anyway.
As she tried to match the face in the picture with one in the crowd, she was bumped into. The unexpected movement made her jump in surprise, her body shrinking back slightly in fear. Her blue eyes looked at the equally surprised blond man, and she realized that he wasn't angry. Visibly relaxing, the man introduced himself as Aaron. Another mage? It shouldn't have come off as a surprise, but she wasn't really expecting to socialize.
"Oh, it's okay," She assured him, gladly taking his hand as she returned his smile with one of her own. A friendly face was always welcome. "I'm Lilie. It's nice to meet you."
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