Room #319

Luxis stared at the piece of paper held delicately between her thumb and pointer finger as she would look at something that had suddenly grown a nose where a nose should not belong. Wha? In confusion, she looked back towards the student who had handed her the piece of paper without a word, gave her a polite nod, and then strode off again without saying anything. The female student had long disappeared around the corner leaving the blonde by her lonesome self. Okay, well that was kind of weird...

Frowning slightly, the girl proceeded to carefully open the folded paper to see that it was clearly addressed to her. The letter itself was brief: basically she had her new room assignment and was to move in immediately. Room #319, eh? Her new home for the rest of the year. This Mizuki Rowan wasn't familiar to her off the top of her head, but that was natural. The only things names told you were what your parents wanted out of their children, not what you actually were. For instance, her name, Luxis, contained lux as in luxury. The Lighttouch Craftsmen Guild was all about luxury goods for the powerful and wealthy. Or maybe it instead had to do with how lux meant light, and they wanted their baby girl to grow up golden, beautiful, and happy (which she did more or less).

Mizuki...Rowan. She sincerely hoped they would get along, or it was going to be a long year. She'd already dealt with a roommate that was afraid of anything that moved, and a girl who had been convinced that she was the best thing to happen to the Academy since its creation. Both meh, but manageable. It was part of her job criteria to step up and make them manageable if problems continued to arise. Now, where was her hair brush? For someone who had such a clean room, it sure was hard to find things because she seemed to be reorganizing every week.

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The girl brushed back her bangs impatiently as she tugged her small purple suitcase down the hallway. On occasion, she would give a polite smile or nod to another student passing her, even a wave on rare occasion to someone she recognized from a class. Finally, Luxis pulled up to Room #319. The fingers of her left hand traced the letters unconsciously, forever imprinting them into her memory. Going back to her old room would have been embarrassing...but now for the moment of truth. 

Luxis pushed open the door with that same hand as her eyes shined with apprehension: sometimes it was just better to be pessimistic rather than optimistic as then you were never in any danger of being disappointed, only encouraged. The door closed behind her with an audible click, and the blonde took the moment to survey the room first. It was no different than the others besides the sparse decorations and small signs of life. She could already tell her roommate was conscious of cleanliness, which was something of a relief.

Speaking of roommates, a simple smile and greeting should help break the ice. "Hello, Mizuki right? I'm Luxis Ra." Her bright eyes focused on the other girl and not the box on her lap, though mentally she was considering it as well, along with Mizuki's choice of clothing and the way she held herself. These were all small things that could tell a lot about a particular person.