"Alright, these are vital for getting around here. You see this panel here?" Griselda gestured towards a locked plate under the elevator's buttons, "You use your key labelled as 'E' on this panel right here, come, you try."
Vin walked up, and after finding the key marked as 'E', inserted it into the lock, twisting it to reveal a keypad and screen.
"Depending on where you want to go, you type in the code for that floor. The main one you'll have to remember is '4826', which is the floor code for the dorms and living quarters. We shall head there now."
So, Vin punched in the code, locked the cabinet door, and sure enough, the elevator began to descend past what was labelled as the ground floor. Eventually the door to the elevator opened, and revealed a hallway with a door on each wall. One labelled as 'Training', One labeled as 'Pool', and the final on the far wall labelled as 'Dormitories'.
Griselda led Vin along to the far door, before turning to face Vin.
"There's nothing to be afraid of, Vin. Everyone here is around your age; and while some can certainly be called… eccentric, rest assured they're all good people."
"Now, welcome to your new home Vin," Griselda smiled, before she pushed open the door.
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To be honest, when Griselda was hyping up a dorm of in-training pro exorcists for a crazy secret society of magic people under the fucking Vatican, this was not what Vin was expecting.
[SLASH!] A TV hummed aloud.
"Fuck! WE'RE GOING AGAIN!"
"Dude, you've lost the last eighteen rounds, give it a break."
"EAT A DICK!"
Yeah, wow. Just… wow.
The door led Vin and Griselda right into the common room, where multiple black leather couches faced a large flat screen television mounted to the wall. Atop one couch sat a large dark-skinned man casually lounging back wearing a bright pink fluffy hoodie and a pair of grey sweatpants. His expression the definition of serenity, as he held a controller in his hands.
Meanwhile his companion was the exact opposite. Erratic, and particularly incensed; an angry, short red-haired boy wearing a Pokémon shirt and a pair of black shorts. He sat on the floor at the foot of the couch, an arcade stick in his lap that looked ready to break from abuse.
The taller of the two looked over towards the door, his eyes widening, as he gave a soft nudge to the redhead with his foot.
The redhead looked up in response, and went equally wide-eyed, but actually managed to vocalize himself, and as he eloquently put it.
"Oh shit, new guy."
And then he scurried off further into the complex. Well… That was… interesting.
Meanwhile, the tall boy got up, and holy shit, he was tall. Standing at what must have been a good six-foot-something. Even Vin, who by most standards fell into the category of 'gangly teen' had to look up to meet the boy's eyes. Damn, he hadn't had to do that with anyone since he was thirteen… Hah, how he does not miss the days of his dad holding things above his head…
A sprout of encompassing emptiness swirled in Vin's stomach. Dad. He took a deep breath. Bury it… bury it… annnnnnd gone.
He stretched his hand out in greeting, "Hey, it's nice to have a fresh face around here. I'm Jafar, and you're...?"
Vin returned the handshake, "Vin. It's nice to meet you."
Jafar gave an easygoing smile, "Likewise, man. I'm sure Ethan's already running off to tell the others about you, so I'd suggest getting ready for that."
"Jafar, I trust everything's been orderly since I've been gone," Grisleda asked.
Jafar gave a nod, "Yup, everything's been pretty chill. I decided I'd finally humor Ethan, give him something to do while I keep an eye on him, you know how he can get."
Griselda pinched the brow of her nose, "Do I ever…"
"Yeah guys, new kids right over here," The distant voice of Ethan called out, as he soon emerged, leading a group of teenagers who all stood a good few inches taller than him.
Vin could vaguely recall a few of the faces from the little crowd that found him after awakening his… what did they call it? Sacred Gear? Yeah… yeah, that sounded right. But amongst the crowd of people, there were two faces that stuck out to him more than the others.
"Oh! Vinny, you're really here!" Irina enthusiastically called out, hopping out of the crowd, and effortlessly breaking his personal space bubble.
Vin looked down at Irina hanging off his arm, clad in a pair of fuzzy purple pajamas, wow she looked way too good in those. He strained his eyes to focus solely on her face, and tried to ignore the fact that he could probably catch a glimpse of something if he looked down at her shirt's collar.