<span class="fixed-color" style="color:purple">Morgan</span>&<span class="fixed-color" style="color:red">Elisia</span>:<br/>Morgan couldn't help but scuff as she passed the replica sword in the stone that sat in the center of the court yard of the shopping area where the cafe and cafeteria were located. It seemed every few weeks, usually the beginning of the month, a group of freshman would try to pull the sword from the stone, it never worked but for some was always good for a laugh. Once inside the cafe Morgan made her order and found a quiet seat by herself. She was shocked that she had actually managed to make it with plenty of time to spare. However, the scene being caused by one of the other girls made her regret choosing the cafe for her  breakfast.<br/><br/>Elisia frowned as she heard her younger sister's outburst and wasn't about to let it slid this time.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:red">"Kelly! What have I told you about your temper?"</span>she said coolie.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:red">"I think it's time you had a talk with the Headmistress about your anger issue."</span>she added calmly as she reached into her bad and pulled out a note for the Headmistress that Elisia filled out detailing what Kelly have done, then she handed it to her younger sister.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:red">"Go on, march."</span>she commented before going back to the counter.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:red">"No I'm sorry, the usual is fine, no need to add a pastry."</span>she said with a smile as she paid for her things then went to wait for them.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:gold">Priscilla</span>:<br/>As she arrived at the small court yard she noticed how packed the cafe was and sighed, silently cursing her room mate for not waking her up before leaving. Instead of going to the cafe, she turned and went to the less crowded cafeteria which had a buffet of breakfast items set out and started making her a small plate. She didn't want to be late so she only made a small plate, then found herself a seat near the window.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:deepskyblye">Lucinda</span>:<br/>She hadn't expected to run into any other students yet, so seeing the other girl she paused a moment before continuing over to the chairs.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:deepskyblue">"I'm Lucinda Greystroke."</span>she introduced herself,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:deepskyblue">"And I'll stand thanks."</span>she added simply. But after a few moments she ended up taking a seat near Grace with a small sigh. It wasn't long after when the pair heard a voice call from inside the nearby office.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:crimson">"Ms. Pendreagon, you may enter. Close the Door behind you."</span>the calm voice stated. The room was decorated with many historical items from swords and armor to banners and paintings, and behind the ornate desk sat a woman that didn't look much older then 21. Her long black hair fell just past her shoulders and her emerald eyes watched the young Princess as she entered the office.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:crimson">"Take a seat young lady, I'm sure you know why you're here."</span>the woman added as she looked over a piece of paper in front of her before turning her gaze back to the girl.