Marx Sylv | he/him | Chimanticore shifter |Dorm 3 | M: Open
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His paws touched down, letting him land heavily. He folded his wings as he returned to his human form. Marx shoved his hands in his pockets as he looked at the students far off, watching them flood into the building ahead. He rolled his eyes and wandered around the courtyard a bit, noting the few other outcasts.
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A fox surrounded by men and being escorted into the building, a Sylph hiding in the shadows, a snowy avian, vampires, elves. So many types of people, so many creatures to interact with, to control.
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Marx decides to walk up the steps, but leans against the wall next to the heavy door. Here, he can see the courtyard and inside the building without worry of missing a single thing.
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Fissure Zograd | They/them it/its | Gryfn Shifter | Dorm 2 | M: Open
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...Scary.
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Fissure's tail twitches, and they keep their head down as they step out of the car. They had been lucky enough that their mom had driven them. They didn't want to cause a scene by changing into such a large beast...
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A hand absently worried at their hair, twisting the tips of their bangs, curling them around their trimmed claws. I hope these people are nice...
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Their hope was instantly crushed the second they saw three different people brooding around different parts of the courtyard. Their mom had been speaking, but they didn't hear. All they could think was that these people would be the same as everyone else. That they had fallen back into false security.
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Fissure shakes their head and takes a breath, tells their mom they love her, that they'll stay in contact, and begins walking. And immediately trips over their tail, falling flat on their face.
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Yeah, that works, they think bitterly, just lying on the ground, small wings spread, accepting their fate.




