<div class="floatright">   (https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/42499880/Elliquiy/Vidya_f.png)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Vidya Ayers (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=171859.msg8098556#msg8098556)</strong></span></span>, Slytherin table<br/><br/>Young miss Ayers threw her hands into the air, her cheer rather more...well...cheery than many of those at slightly dower table with the green and silver dressings. It had been an uneventful summer, and for once she looked quite eager just to be at Hogwarts. She'd never seen the school in its full glory, and the prospect of exploring a school no longer cobbled by bureaucratic red tape and ever-shifting regulations was exciting. She reached up, swirling the magical confetti around her hand as she mentally ran through the list of areas she wanted to get to and began sorting them.<br/><br/>Their new head of house, now, he might be a problem. She didn't know much about him, but his demeanor when introduced by the Headmistress wasn't encouraging. What was it about their Slytherin that seemed to attracted such humorless, tightlaced Heads? A quick glance down the long wooden table would instantly answer her question, of course. She knew this, and chose to concentrate on her meal instead. The new head of Gryffindor didn't seem much more interesting, apparently off in his own little world, but at least he was cute. She chuckled to herself, certain that at least a few of her fellow students were already making plans to test the limits he would let students go to to earn extra credit.<br/><br/>"So!" she said brightly, glancing around to the snakes seated near her as she gestured towards the teacher's table with a fork, "anyone know anything about our illustrious new leader?"<br/><br/><br/><br class="clear_right"/><div class="floatright">   (https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/42499880/Elliquiy/petra_f.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Petra Vinter (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=171859.msg8098558#msg8098558)</strong></span></span>, Hufflepuff table<br/><br/>At the Hufflepuff table Petra sat rather primly, her hands resting one on top of the other on the heavy wooden table. She listened to the Headmistress's speech with polite interest, though the apparently milestone the school had recently achieved meant little to her. When the crowd cheered she let out a frightened little yelp, thankfully drowned out by the excited cheers, and looked around sheepishly to see if anyone had heard.<br/><br/>Everything was a bit overwhelming, especially for someone as meek as Petra. The flash and pageantry was a strange change of pace from Durmstrang's somber welcoming ceremonies, but it certainly felt like more of a welcome than she'd gotten her previous three years. As the students around her began striking up conversations with old friends she found her gaze wandering back to the staff table, wondering what the preoccupied new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher had been staring at. She turned her head and brushed her coppery red hair out of her eyes, scanning the back of the hall for whatever Professor Edgar might have found some entrancing.<br/><br/><div class="floatleft"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Notice</div><div class="spoiler_body">http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=46319 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=46319)      <br/><strong>Full Result:</strong> Petra rolled: 5d6, keeping 4 dice<br/><strong>Comment:</strong> AwarenessNotice<br/><strong>Result:</strong> 4, 2, 6, 4, 2, <br/><strong>Total:</strong> 16</div></div></div>