<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/6sRCuI3.jpg?1)</div><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Name:</strong> Maéla Dietrich<br/><strong>Rank: </strong> Freshmen<br/><strong>Race: </strong> Vampire, Newborn<br/><strong>Classes: </strong>Alchemy, Black Magic, Advanced Potions<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Outside Sylvin's Dorm<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong> Petty Thief<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Sylvin, Open</span></span><br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><br/>Maéla found her way to the dorms easy enough. As she walked, the hallways seemed to be somewhat empty, save for a few being who hurried by, perhaps hustling to class. The vampire kept her gaze low. By now, she had placed her P.D.A and handbook into her backpack and slung it over her right shoulder, leave her left arm free. As she walked, she noticed someone inside one of the dorms. Judging by the looks of the bare walls, he seemed to be new as well. Quietly, Maéla stood outside of the door frame, peering in at the male (Sylvin). She went to step forward but found that she could not, for she had not yet been invited inside. She sighed softly. It seemed that rule applied to her here as well. Briefly, she wondered if she would ever be able to learn to bypass it. Biting her bottom lip, she decided to try and be nice to someone here.<br/><br/>Maéla opened her mouth but no words came out. Why? Did she suddenly have cold feet? Odd. Human emotions normally weren't so much in full effect. Perhaps, it was a side effect of needing to find something to drink, and rather soon. Maéla settled for knowing that perhaps he, too, like the Mask would have trouble understanding her. She stood there awkwardly and decided to knock instead, in order to get his attention. <br/><br/></span></span></td></tr></tbody></table>