<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/uQmAXSU.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Sofina "Fi" Barrett<br/><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong>Morning October 27th 2017<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Campus/Auditorium<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Open<br/><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong><br/><br/>Draighionn Academy was breathtakingly beautiful - a castle on an island that any girl from the States would recognize as the fantastical setting of all her childhood dreams. She quietly took things in as she rode the ferry and joined the crowd as they followed the campus guide towards the Auditorium. Her brown eyes were looking up more than ahead - admiring the architecture and worn history told in stone. Even while not really paying attention to the directions, she seemed to be able to weave through the large group of wide-eyed students without incident. Her powers to glean text and information even from afar gave her something of an innate techno-sense (now that most everyone had a digital device full of info on their persons at all times). Even if she didn't know what anyone was specifically texting, reading, or listening to, the mere hum of knowledge helped guide her forward without any clumsy blunders. She blinked her eyes and regained control of her thoughts as they all headed into the hall for orientation.<br/><br/>Having been a bit rushed last minute to get here (Thanks Dad!) she had gone from a cramped plane to a cramped bus to a packed ferry. Her attention to the staff gathering on the stage before orientation faltered due a dull ache in her legs that begged for a good long run or at least a good long nap. She set her shoulder bag down on the floor next to her and surveyed the plush concert styled seating. There were two empty seats to her left and two other co-eds were heading her way to occupy them. A few months or maybe years ago she would have felt bad using her powers for creature comforts but today.... her calves were barking. She deftly waved the fingers of her left hand in the direction of the incoming students who quickly stopped - suddenly realizing that those seats were taken and moved to find other spots to sit. Fi gave a tired but accomplished sigh and slipped her legs over the wooden armrest - settling down as the Headmaster began to speak.<br/><br/><div align="center">"We want everyone to feel comfortable and welcome in these halls regardless of what they are capable of. However we expect each student to control their abilities as well, and only use them as necessary."</div><br/><em>Oops.</em>She folded her hands in her lap as if the warning was understood. Fi had loads of questions but most of them were turned inward. Her whole life had been about getting to a prestigious place such as this. She should have been excited, elated, bouncing in her seat. And she was looking forward to attending college (or did they call it university here?) - to a degree. But her thoughts were mired with how she got here. Her admission was a barter, a trade - a chance at redemption for a wayward child in exchange for the removal of<em>some</em>embarrassment and shame from her family's reputation. At least they didn't have to explain why at nearly 20 Fi still lived at home and worked a common 9 to 5. Even more reason for Sofina to be damned giddy at being a continent away. But her father's disappointment had become hers as well. She wasn't quite sure she deserved this chance, afraid to fail again.<br/><br/>Hopefully with the Headmasters' lovely counterpart said was true - "Anything is possible here, don't forget that." Fi let her eyes sweep over the rest of the staff. Man, they were all gorgeous - men and women alike. She had read the confidential documents that said that there were supernatural beings here but she wasn't told they would also all be stunning with a powerful draw. In fact many of the students that sat around her also carried those same similar traits. An unexpected tingle shot up her spine as she scanned the vast room - a visceral pull with a source she couldn't quite place. She had originally planned on doing over the next four years what she had done throughout high-school - stick her powerful mind in books and not look up till graduation. But maybe now ... away from her father's prying, she could actually have a life.<br/><br/>Orientation coming to a close, Fi stood up. She stretched her long, stiff arms up with a groan and waited as most of the other students filed out before she examined her key with her room # in the women's dorms. She would settle in, maybe get that run in, and then see what the cafeteria had to offer.<br/>