Darci Donavon entered the room with her pack over her shoulder. Although she was properly groomed with her thick hair pulled back into a braid that swayed down her back as she walked, she covered her mouth as she yawned all the same. The first night back was never a good night for her and the next day always started much, much too early for her.<br/><br/>She noted James sitting at a desk and looked at the floating  ball in the middle of the room and felt her eyebrows rise. "Interesting." she said and dropped her bag beside a table and settled into the seat, crossing her legs at the knee andyawning again before pulling out her class supplies. "Hi James." she said in a soft, lilting tone.