HI Sorry, I ended up getting caught up in some stuff and haven't been able to reply))<br/><br/>Ocean eyes scan the crowd, there weren't many people there, but then again she hadn't expected there to be. They were, after all, some of the only people of their kind. Hunter watches the commotion with a bored look on her face and then when she's instructed, she walks to the administration hall. She had never been a talker, she simply wasn't a sociable person. She never had been. So when chatter among the other recruits broke out, Hunter distances herself.  She had always been called a freak, even before she had known she had powers. Death and decay always intrigued her and it didn't settle well with other<i>normal</i>people. Of course she could have hidden it, but she never had been one to hide herself. She'd rather be called a freak than not be able to be herself.<br/><br/>The acceptance packet in her hand felt heavy and she was curious as to what all was in there, probably just paper work. She just slightly pulls the packet out and looks at the house name and she sighs some. She walks to the log in sheet and follows the directions that the head master had given her and all the other<i>gifted</i>kids. But being in a house meant socializing, she didn't understand why they weren't just given dorms. All schools work differently, she guessed. She waits for the assistance she was supposed to be given, her arms crossing over her chest and her black leather boot clad foot taps on the tiled floor.<br/><br/>Sorry it's short! Like I said, a little busy at the moment))