<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ee/76/2d/ee762d7d8b2cae69077ab21eb9f51552.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Maria Alexandra Dosamantes-Novyi (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=339010.msg16079347#msg16079347)<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>01/09/22 - 7pm<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Great hall<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This (https://veryeasymakeup.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/09/fall-outfit-with-skirt-tights-and-boots.jpg.webp) with a black over coat<br/><strong>Content:</strong><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Natalya, Luka, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Maria could feel her great pounding within her chest, the bustle of bodies around her only making her all the more nervous. She fought the panic that threatened to take hold of her. But it was still at the edges of her thoughts as she tried to find some form of calm within her. Maria dreaded the sorting ceremony, feeling as if she’d just disappoint her family no matter what house she got sorted into. There didn’t seem any way she could win, but there was no avoiding the subject either. Each student needed to be sorted into their house, and there was no questioning it.<br/><br/>As the feast started Maria only seemed to nibble on small bits of food. Her stomach to tied up in knots to really keep anything down. So instead, she occupied herself with looking around the great hall. There were so many students and so many faces that she didn’t know. It made Maria want to retreat to her room and hide within the covers for the whole year. But that would get her nowhere, and Maria did have dreams. Though she wasn’t sure if she would ever be allowed to follow them.<br/><br/>Doing so found herself locking eyes with the familiar face of Natalya and then of all people her brother. Panic again wished to cloud her senses, but Maria managed a little wave before attempting to retreat into her seat. If only she could run to the shadows where she was comfortable. But there was nowhere to run and Maria found herself staring at Luca and Natalya for a long moment before managing to look away and begin poking at her food once more. Maria hoped beyond hope that she’d be sorted in a different house than them, especially her brother and sisters. If she could pull that off maybe this year wouldn’t be so bad. She’d have a place to retreat to as she did at home, it wouldn’t be her attic but it would be something. Maria continued to poke at her food, ideally listening to the conversations around her. Finding it nearly impossible to just break into one and join in. So she just accepted her place and remained quiet as the great hall continued to overflow with energy.