Rosanna's P. O. V:
Two days after my first call with Aniysa, I had packed as much as I could, getting ready to move in to the dormitory.
Aniysa and I conversed during the the past few days, becoming more familiar with each other. Me offering the free therapy I needed and Aniysa offering the free advice she needed. It wasn't exactly what we both needed that we received, but we gave what we needed. Because a third person's point of view makes for the best advice.
Ah, humans. It continuously amazes me how good at therapy, comfort, advice and planning I am for someone else's life. But when it comes to mine, my brain goes on a vacation because she decides I'm the useless one in the world who doesn't need it.
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It was a sunny afternoon, although more chill than summer. The sun hung up bright in the sky, heat waves a constant reminder to it's glare. For a second there, I wondered if the Sun actually understood humanity's feelings more. The urge to just burn everything down and say 'f*ck it all!'
I wanted to burn a lot of things down- but do I have the energy? No. Can I? No. Should I? No.
And so my mind whispers to me to shut the f*ck up and face reality.
Braveness was hardly a choice. Because it is the only option to move forward.
I took a taxi with my packed belongings, on my way to the institution. Hoping to get settled in with the remaining two days left for the resumption of my classes.
I arrived on campus a few minutes later, the driver parking just right before the student's dormitory. One of them to be exact.
Specifically, Seton Hall- a co-ed student dormitory where Aniysa and I would be staying for our Academic year.
A high end building which looked more like a 5 star hotel than a school dormitory.
Not complaining, anyways.
I payed the driver and pulled off my belongings from the boot, struggling a bit as I walked through the automatic door.
I walked in large stripes to get everything over with. Because, sincerely, I want everything-everything over with.
Inside the room, I was greeted by the sight of a blonde haired fellow seated by the right side of the room. A few steps away from me. Face buried by the computer placed on the mahogany desk before he/she.
The area was spacious and mostly filled with chairs and portraits. Something I didn't feel like admiring.
Two elevators by the right and left side, located at the far end of the Hall.
I concluded I'd meet the Blond haired hum- creature first.
Safe to assume no one's human until otherwise told. We don't really make up for quite the population in this world.
While I walked closer, lips parted in an attempt to make myself known, I heard her voice.
"Nani?! Nande- Anata no buta!"
...what?
I could distinctively hear the voices of anime characters from the computer and my lips twitched with a smile.
I cleared my throat as a call for attention. Standing before the beautiful blond girl- as expected. I hold no grudge against beautiful people but cut me some slack, their faces are everywhere these days! Is this common?
Am I human? Am I cabbage? What am I?
I sulked inwardly, falsely though. I'm more of a sucker for beauty than I am jealous regarding it.
I would choose me over everyone any day.
But that's not today.
Blondie is absolutely fine.
And I'm not gay. Neither am I particularly happy.
"Ah?" Looking up in a daze, like a deer caught in headlights, the girl with pointed ears exited the page faster than lightening, hands moving in record breaking speed while she watched me with a sheepish smile.
"Seton Hall, female dormitory head- Nicole Sartman, how may I help you?"
I chuckled, "Rosanna Graymond. Student, late lodging. Room 406."
With a look of understanding, Blondie- Nicole, nodded while she typed on her computer for a few seconds. Examining me up and down and back to her screen for a few times before giving a final affirmative nod.
Nicole reached into her drawer and got me a card.
Boldly written was,
'Rosanna Jael Graymond
Seton Hall 406
Gold Room'
I collected the card and remembered another detail of the story.
About dormitories having levels according to the status and importance of each student.
Bronze for Commoners with average talent. Though the 'average' of this Institution is better than the average of lower tier institutions.
Then Silver for Commoners with above average talents. Gold for nobles with average talents and Commoners with outstanding talents. Diamond for Nobles with above average talents. Platinum for Nobles with outstanding talents.
Gold was quite a decent placement for anyone. Nobles or Commoners alike.
I shoved the card in my pocket and walked forward to the elevator.
Nicole shouting from behind.
"Take the elevator by the left! The seventh floor is where you'll find your room!"
"Thanks!" Throwing my head back in acknowledgement, I responded.
Moving closer to the elevator, a group of male and females came out and passed by me.
Gorgeous, I tell ya.
And at this point, it definitely had something to do with the supernatural genes.
My ride in the elevator up to finding my room number was peaceful and calm. Encountering students every once in a while but the population was sparse.
Certainly because most of them went out for lunch. This was the time period for lunch in the University. And I chose this time to arrive.
Less crowd, more chill.
Maybe few days ago I'd be enthusiastic about seeing crowds but I somehow did not feel my extroverted side wanting to see anyone anytime soon.
I arrived by the room door, hands aching from the weight of the bags and the box.
I slotted in my card which entered in place of a key hole. Blue light flashing and the door opening up a bit.
Guess keys were outdated.
I retrieved my card back and pushed the door open, awed at the sight of the room.
If this was what Aniysa meant 'big enough for two', it was clearly an understatement.
But the space being a less appealing factor of the room showed just how beautiful the decoration was itself.
The colors gold, blue and purple were put in perfect play with the classic furnitures. A purple carpet was spread out in the middle, on the milky tiled floor.
The beds placed at opposing ends with golden thick duvets and pillows of various colors. Gold color used for the wide curtains partially covering the glass window which encompassed a huge area of the room. It's length starting close from the ceiling to the floor of the room.
The balcony out in display with blue sofas, flowers and lamps. A serene atmosphere for star gazing.
Those where the most attractive designs of the three colors used. Save for the light purple walls, bedside tables, cupboards and etcetera.
I took in the fantasy design within a few seconds, dropping my bag on the bed which was not occupied. The one near the huge glass windows.
Supposedly, that area is more beautiful as it's closer to the glass window and balcony. An entrancing view. But, if you're not a fan of being threatened, I don't think you'd feel safe there. And I was definitely going to request for a switch with Aniysa.
Aniysa's belongings were obvious on her bed, table and in some areas of the room.
I walked into the bathroom/toilet which had blue as it's main color theme. Admiring the effort placed in making it.
Then unto the small private kitchen which mainly had gold decorations.
It all looked more than decent and it made me feel good that my college experience would have an added positive point.
I took in a deep breath and flopped hard on my bed. Embracing the warmth and stretching my body on its softness.
The bed though, wasn't that soft. It was the type the doctors would recommend- not too soft, not too hard. Just right for your bones.
And it made the Institution look more realistic in catering for us. Treating us above average was okay but treating us like Royalties was not.
Elementalists had the wealth, power and everything. But scars were they not lacking. Physically and mentally.
Getting used to such comfort will be a huge test of adaptation if we ever get stuck in a demon infested forest. Having to lie on the hard uncomfortable forest grounds, camping or on whatever mission.
Still, this was so good.
I turned like a fish in water because air wasn't my habitation- my bed was. Sighing in relief as I closed my eyes for a five minutes rest.
Nope, I did not stay up all night reading some novel.
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Few hours later, I had unpacked, arranged and settled in nicely in the dorm.
Calling Aniysa and telling her I've arrived. Her ranting for minutes straight about how she dearly wants to come back and me going 'mhm, mm. Hm'.
Anyways, it was all good.
All I have to do is pass these these two remaining days and officially resume terror.
It wasn't relaxing, now that the reality of my situation progressed more.
I did continuous research about my first task. Improving my abilities- something the Institution will teach us on.
And I did research about my ultimate mission. Kairos Vyrl Athanasius.
What do I think Kairos would do after his rebirth?
What's his goal?
When did he come back in time? How?
What are the effects I need to negate? Because killing Kairos- is out of my ability forever. For one, I could not kill someone. For two, it's impossible!
And I grew anxious yet relaxed. Anxious for the upcoming life ahead yet relaxed because of Konah's assistance. Which made me understand I didn't need to fry my brain. Things would progress well and the opportunity for doing the necessary will always arrive.
I just need to do what I'm told to with what I'm given and it will be alright.
Hopefully.