<b><u><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(44, 130, 201)">Ran Archet</span></u></b><br/><br/>Ran figured he was a bit late, because the people in the common rooms of the Dragonnest House was a bit sparse.  He kinda preferred that he was mostly unnoticed- From what he heard from that Ectoplast teacher, Anktor, he was quite an anomaly, even in the magical world.  A possible first of his kind, being a human who successfully, if unwillingly, became an Ectoplast.  And further, Dragonnest was full of academics- the kind of people who would be researching him.  Probably best to keep his head down for now.  He listened lightly to the orientation of the Dragonnest house leader, it was a lot about how it was important to learn, to discover new experiences, and yadda yadda yadda about Magic.<br/><br/>He decided it wasn't entirely important, waiting until the end by reading up with the strange crystal he had been given by Anktor on Ectoplast rules.  There were a few more bits and pieces beyond that.  Apparently he could choose either 'wing' of the House to sleep in, the male or female section.  It was suggested that Ectoplasts choose a room in the female wing due to them being better to get energy off of.<br/><br/>Learning that, he thought immediately of trying to find a room in that end, but...He was a male, after all- Even if he's an ectoplast now, he still thinks of himself as, well, a he.  He decided that he should just room up in whatever room didn't have anothe rperson in it, finding a room to put his stuff in- even if it was in the female half of the dorms.  As he goes to put his clothing in a closet, he ends up finding himself unable to even get near the closet.  Must have been the place they kept the Latex suits in then, the orb said something about that.  So, for now, since he had more important things to do, left his luggage in the corner of the room and walked out.  Since he had a bit of an emergency, he finally decided to walk around the dorms in his Ectoplast form.  He did interact with a few students, but it was largely small talk before he excused himself.  He found a person to 'feed' off of- a girl who was more than a little distracted was really going to town on herself in her room.  Thankfully, he knew from previous experience he didn't necessarily have to participate to feed, so he silently squeezes in the room, absorbs the energy, then silently excused himself without bothering her.  By the time he was sated and she had stopped, it was close enough to 12.<br/><br/>Returning to his humanoid form for, hopefully, the last time today as he enters the room he had chosen, puts on the dress shirt he had been wearing earlier, and goes back through the portal, the now much more familiar feeling of teleporting now being less and less strange.  He was greeted by the hall looking completely different than he had left it in about an hour ago, with booths lining the walls, advertising their clubs to passerby's.  One was incredibly long, as he'd find out was the Combat training club.  It gave him the idle thought that he figured there'd be classes for that- though he didn't know if the club was the only way to learn how to fight.  Regardless, with how popular it was, he would be surprised if there wasn't a class for that.<br/><br/>Ultimately, he passed on that, continuing to walk and look for some other extra-curricular to join.