Mark Arrives

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It was 11 pm by the time Mark arrived. The door to Dorm 4 creaked open, and he walked in, looking around. He said nothing. Not a "Hello!". Not a "Is anybody in here!". He placed his stuff down by the door, sighing nervously. A small amount of ice was forming along the floor around him.

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Stella had been feeling nervous, and was putting of going to bed. She wandered aimlessly about the tiny dorm, pacing around the small floor. When the door opened, she jumped in surprise, turning to face the door. On accident, her right hand went invisible, and she muttered something under her breath. Silently, the girl watched as a boy her age entered.

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Mark spotted the girl, and they were locked in a death stare. "Um.....hi." he murmured. "I'm new here..."

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Dumbly, Stella asked, "You were assigned Dorm 4?" After a second, she realized she had asked a stupid question and shook her head, putting on an awkward smile. "I think most of us are new," she told him softly. "What's your name?"

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Mark's answered was equally as soft, and lacking eye contact. "Mark." he answered in a low voice. "You?"

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"Stella," she replied. She noticed that he seemed to be as unassertive as she. She glanced around, then gestured to the boy's bedroom.
"Mayuri is in there," she informed Mark. "And I'm in this one with Trina." Gently, she tapped the door behind her, showing him what she was talking about.

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Mayuri, as if on cue, walked out of the room and looked at Mark. "Hey," he said simply.

Subject: Re: Mark Arrives Wed May 02, 2012 6:49 pm

Trina seemed to magically appear as well, in her bedclothes -- the only thing that could be seen was a blue silk robe and a white shirt. Her hair was tied up, as was her nightly custom, and she was still wide awake. "Goodness, a student arriving at this ungodly hour." She looked at Mayuri, and then to Stella. "But of course, we all are just brimming with excitement on what is to come at our stay here. Katrina Millar," She extended a hand to the boy, smiling sweetly.

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Mark turned to the girl, running one hand through his hair. He extended the other to shake her hand. "Mark." he replied. "Eckhardt."

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