"You can't be serious..."

Keyra voices her indignation for her new boarding school into her PDA, a SATCom uplinking her mother's videofeed from the mainland.

"Mother, this school is...It's in the middle of nowhere!"

"Miss, if you don't quiet that tone of voice! Your father's department recommended the school, and the corporation has never failed to deliver for our family."

Keyra stomps her foot to the ground in frustration, dropping her single medium sized luggage case to the floor as a strand of her raven black hair falling freely across her face. With a huff, she clicks the video feed to minimized and paces about...

"Mom! It's an island! The shuttle dropped me off in the middle of the ocean, you can't be serious! I want to go back..."

"Enough, young miss...We've talked, talked, talked about this time and time again! Yes! You're there! You're staying. Why don't you try the school for at least two weeks? Their science program is the finest in the eastern hemisphere for a girls school, not to menti-"

Before her mother could finish, Keyra shuts off her PDA with a mixed sigh and groan. Nipping at the corner of her bottom lip out of anxious habit, she picks up her bag and makes her way into the Student Commons...a look of shy dread crossing her face. "This place...is so..."

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"Accursed? Evil? Dirty? or, god forbid, Pleasant?"

The cute yet squeaky voice came from behind the young girl gawking at the place she would be spending the rest of her puberty in. Behind her, a girl in a somewhat modified version of an SHS school uniform stood with arms tucked neatly behind her, her short pink hair swaying in the breeze.

"The ambience may not be that grand, but the food is quite good. spouts the short girl with the sapphire eyes. And short she was, a good 4 inches short of the new comer, looking more like she would be suited in junior high that in college.

"Hello, Im Mikoyan, Mikoyan Gurevich, welcome to paradise." she says the last part in a rather sarcastic tone as she extends a hand to greet the the new arrival.

Her train of thought broken by the voice coming from behind her. Keyra turns, raising a curious eyebrow as she folds her arms across her chest.

"...Keyra Solilen. Paradise, and whatever 'evil' you want to find I guess, is in Jita City and a credit card with no spending limit," she says in a muted tone. Briefly looking up at the perfectly blue sky, she runs an idle hand across her chin before continuing in a murmured breath.

"Gurevich? Russian root last name...far from home, huh's? Did you get banished from civilization, too?"

She smirks coy, rolling her eyes as she bends down to pick up her bag and turn to face Mikoyan once more. She holds out her hand to the shorter girl, her smile turning polite. "Nice to meet you, Miss Gurevich."

All the while her PDA blinking, vibrating and noisily trying to gain its owner's attention to an incoming SATlink call from an irate mother. Ignoring it's desperate pleas for attention, Keyra shifts her weight from one hip to another idly, her smile fading into a sort of frown.

"Miss Gurevich, can you be so kind as to direct me to the main administrative office? I want to check in, and out, as soon as feasible. Maybe I can hail a ride out of here by tomorrow, I dunno..."

"My pleasure" she replies as curtseys towards the new comer before motioning her hands towards one of the foot paths "Right this way. Though I wouldnt want to bet on you leaving so soon."

They traverse the path with Miko in the lead, walking past the forest surrounding the landing area, or port, whichever way you see it. The buildings on the grounds are what you could term as 'spartan' void of any color save for the mottled cream paint adorning the walls.

Little conversation passed between them as they came to the administrative building, which Keyra hurriedly enters, and shortly exits afterwards, the expression on her face could be compared to that of a raging bull.

"Anything the matter Miss Solilen?" asks the pink haired girl in the most politest of tones.

A room key attached to a keyring in her left hand, her bag in the other, she storms past the pink haired girl with a huff. She inhales deeply, letting it out slowly with a change in her expression. A smile crosses her lips as she brings the keyring up past her shoulder, palm out. "I'm...fine. Uhm...Thankyou."

She lets her luggage down gently. With a small 'huhm,' she runs her hand down over her stomach with a light touch. "Think you can show me the dormitory?"

Inhaling sharply, she moves her weight from one hip to another anxiously. Her cheeks carry a bit of crimson even still. "Gawd, this place reminds me of a infirmary."

She barely manages to stifle a laugh, coming out as more of a giggle stopped in mid breath. "So sorry, but anyway the dorms should be this way..."

They tread yet another path, Miko still leading with Keyra in tow, past the lush greenery of the infamous SHS forest. "Well if your going to stay here, I might as well point out some key places so you wont get lost." The cheery tone in her voice very apparent. She points out various landmarks to 'visit', noting the forest they were passing, the beach, the abandoned olympic pool, and a few others that were infamous for 'attacks', but of course, her frustrated companion didnt know that yet.

"A pool?"

Her mood suddenly perks. Having stopped midstep near the clearing that leads into the abandoned Olympic sized pool, nipping at her index finger's tip with her free hand lightly clings to the hem of her skirt.

"...why's it abandoned? Are students allowed to go swimming?" she asks quietly, stepping up on her tip toes idly..."Huhm.."

Turning back to follow Miko, smiling politely as she rushes over to bridge the distance made. Lightly brushing her hair back with both hands, tying it tame with a orange scrunchie, tip toeing behind the pink-haired girl. "Sho," her off-world accent briefly exposed.."um.." She giggles. "No mall? No shops? No manicurist or spa?" she asks in a playful, sarcastic tone.

Her tummy rumbles in hunger..."...hoooow 'bout food? Don't tell me coconuts and..whatever...they eat on islands?"

" 'Abandoned' is too strong a word... its more akin to 'rarely' used"

Her next question is somewhat hard to answer, as Mage, all her flight around the islane yeild nothing similar to malls or such, but as Miko, she has found a coop that has about.... everything..... As for currency, students are alloted some form of allowance received monthly, more than enough for bare neccesities, but not enough for them to live like queens.

"There a store.. a coop... they sell pretty much whatever you want, such as books, clothes, stationaries. As for manicurists and such, some of the students here provide such a service for a small fee."

Just then, she hears the familiar growl of a hungering tummy, from her companion, no less. "Peckish? Well, were a bit close to the mezzanine, but since your new here, Ill treat you to some food.... and no, its not made of coconuts..."

A short walk and they come to a small hall where food stands abound. Hotdogs, tacos, asian cuisine, chinese, german, just about any type of foodstuff sold in the variety of small stalls, just dont expect anyone to be selling truffles.

"Point away, Miss Solilen, dont be shy"

She nips at her bottom lip, looking curiously over each of the booths with her weight balanced to her left leg.

"...Junk food.."

A palm resting on her cheek, her other arm wrapped loosely around her chest, the hand holding her side. She walks slowly towards each booth, peeking up at the menus with a lil smirk.

"...ew," she points at the burger joint, a large cartoon cow prominently displayed between a burger and bun with the words "EAT" superimposed over the image. "..Wut is that?"

As she walks by the small shack, the obviously well-fed cook with his grease stained apron smiles at the little lady, waving a browned spatula as he tosses the french fries in their deep fryer..."oo..How quaint...real chef's?" she smiles, waving a small hand in reply as she takes a seat into a stool.

While her companion for the day lulled about, Miko skipped off to one of her more favored stalls in the mezzanine, the popsicle stand.

As a being of mystic nature, Miko really didnt need to eat, she lived off mana after all, its just that she enjoyed the coolness of the fruit flavored frosty bars succumbing to the warmth of her small mouth, the melted juices pooling into the cavity of under her tongue, which she so gleefully gulps down. Had this concoction existed during her time as an apprentice, maybe she wouldnt have turned into such a power hungry being.

She buys another one for Keyra, grape flavored, grape was always liked by people, so she figured Miss Solilen would enjoy one too. Now back to the said person, who was idly sitting in front of the burger stall, looking rather indecisive on her choice of food. She skip along cheerfully as she makes her way beside Keyra and promplty taking up the stool right beside her.

"I suggest you get the spicy chicken fillet burger with fries and a small soda, they taste great, and theyre not as fattening....... popsicle?"