Season One // OOC // wip // wip //
Noah Park // Monday, October 2nd // 5 Miles from Gladsprings, CO //
The small van pulled away from the elegant circular driveway that marked the beginning of campus, leaving a boy of medium height and messy hair standing alone. The shuttle was one of numerous ways for students to be transported up the treacherous mountain road, and most were taking St. Draefend's up on the offer. It seemed that a few students were being carted in personal limousines and jeeps, and Noah absentmindedly wondered how rich the average student was. Still, here he was, holding a duffel bag and a rolling suitcase, with his new home looming in front of him. He simply looked at it, not entirely sure what to think.
Students bustled to and fro, some eagerly chatting with one another. He could tell some had been here longer than others, as many students simply nodded and smiled at the small table of teachers who sat behind a table, checking students in. A large potion of them walked alongside what Noah now recognized as a spirit animal; each one's ghostly blue shade emanating a gentle smoke-like effect. As if it could read his thoughts (and of course it could, it was his thoughts, apparently), Noah felt a small rodent scurry up his leg. He was surprised simply out of the sense of it, but immediately eased his mind once the pale face of a weasel stared at him from his forearm. He smiled softly, and gave a light scratch to the weasel's cheek. "Hey, Rochi." The weasel perked up at her name, and scurried about across her owner's body. Rochi was no doubt excited, although Noah didn't share the same emotion. Perhaps intrigued was the better word.
He walked forward, heading towards the check-in table. There were no parents on campus (they had to part ways back in Gladsprings) so Noah approached a woman with a clipboard. She smiled. "Hi! Welcome home, Aurawalker. Last name?"
"Park."
"Noah?"
"That's me," he nodded, his eyes focused on the passing students.
"Alright, you're all set, Noah. Please feel free to socialize around the quad. Our headmistress will speak to all students shortly. And welcome, again."
Noah thanked her, and continued to walk inside, emerging upon a large field. walkways and trees framed the various buildings on campus, which could almost all be accessed from this quad alone. There were students everywhere. Noah stood with his luggage taking in the sight, the words of the check-in woman ringing in his ears:
Welcome Home.