<div class="floatleft">(http://i304.photobucket.com/albums/nn187/LouderThanForte/Mobile%20Uploads/2015-11-06%2016.28.05_zpsmycj9r9r.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Aurelie Arturo<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main Hall<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Anyone; Mentioning Sigurd/Strype<br/><br/>Even a girl as socially inept as Aurelie could recognize when she had made an error.  Still possessing the decency to blush upon getting Lark's name as grievously wrong as she did, she laughed nervously.  "Hah.  Right.  Lark.  I knew that of course.  Just a joke and all that..."  Just as she was about to edge away and escape towards the Faunus girl, the announcement came loud and clear over the speakers.  Aurelie's eyes widened upon descent, and she nearly forgot her companion - nearly.<br/><br/>When she had turned back, though, there was hardly an outline of Lark remaining.  The last she saw of the platinum mop was the girl dashing toward the auditorium, screaming her decree at the top of her lungs.  "Wait!" Aurelie tried to call after.  "I wanted to... oh."  She blew a sigh out the corner of her mouth.<em>Good start to the year, Arturo.  Good start.</em><br/><br/>Like many of the others, Aurelie was quite anxious to arrive and find a good spot in the auditorum for opening remarks.  However, despite Lark's assertion that the last one there would be a loser, the blonde took it easy.  After all, this was her very first time at the academy, and she didn't want to miss a single detail.  Not one brick, not one errant structure.  Her eyes wandered all around the courtyard, scanning for the different academic buildings, taking note of all the weapons that seemed to fly past her in a blur.  Hell, there were so many fascinating designs and varieties.  Oohhh, had she just seen a rifle scimitar?  Fascinating.<br/><br/>By the time she made it to the hall, everyone was packed as tight as a can of sardines.  Looking about nervously for a place to stand she spotted an empty place next to a<strong>tall red-headed fellow</strong>with a black canister on his back.  She nodded politely to him, struggingly to keep her curiosity at bay while she stared longingly at the strange contraption, and stood a foot or so from him, waiting for the festivities to begin.<br/>