#♡ strixhaven.

[srenann]

To be fair, the security in this place was actually insane. Every corner of the Strixhaven campus that Srenann had studied thus far was covered by some sort of construct, entity, or sentient magical item that felt the need to greet her like she was the center of the universe. Which, for all she understood about this place, could be exactly where they were in truth. Her mind was still fuzzy in regards to how she wound up her, separated from her team and known life, but she wasn't exactly torn up about it... like most people were. For Srenann, there wasn't much to go back to. A wealthy heiress to a clueless family, a military fighting one of many wars that will no doubt be lost to history at some point. A godless world on the brink of collapse...? Okay, maybe she was being a bit melodramatic in her thinking, but she also hadn't been able to sit still long enough this morning to drink her coffee — which bizarrely, tasted the exact same as the kind she drank at home. Not military home, either. Home-home. As if she was given her favourite blend out of nowhere.

❝ This place is too weird... ❞ She said quietly to herself, approaching a painting at the end of the hall quietly. It was a rather small percent chance, but she figured she'd test it nonetheless. Being the only thing of note in this odd hallway, Srenann had a mind to check behind the large portrait for a secret passage. As she felt along the outside of the frame thoughtfully, her finger grazed over an unusual bump in the metalwork. A self-satisfied grin decorated her face then as she pressed it, causing the painting to swing open suddenly.

Imagine Srenann's surprise when she was greeted with the visage of another person, blond and elven it seemed, crouched uncomfortably in a tunnel just beyond the entrance where this portrait would lead. From her guess, he had found another entrance somewhere and was doing some exploring himself when he'd met a sudden dead end and lacked the space for his larger frame to turn around in. With the portrait open though, he could potentially get out. If Srenann let him.

❝ I was expecting many things from this school, ❞ she said, folding her arms over her chest and jutting one hip to the side as she shifted her weight, ❝ a cute boy in a secret wall tunnel? That definitely wasn't on the list for today. ❞

infiltration: half success (ft. @raeltherevenant)

[srenann]

❝ Waaaait, where is it you said you're from? ❞  Srenann paused in her examination of the half-orc, honey brown eyes locked specifically on the myriad of weaponry he carried with him. How many options did he need? She had wondered to herself exactly how he managed to fight with such heavy irons strapped to his back like some kind of pack mule, but the more she got out of the grumpy older man, the less she was interested in knowing the answer. He was pretty rough around the edges, more like the kind of people she was used to back home... home. Back at the estate.  Maybe he was a criminal, where he was from? ❝ 'Snows'??? As in, like a snowy place...? ❞ She asked, moving to stand in front of him so she could meet his gaze once more. Ever since she'd arrived in this weird 'school' place, she'd taken to finding herself a position of accessibility. Currently, she was volunteering with the student council, looking to earn some brownie points should she be stuck here for long. 

❝ ... You know what, nevermind. I don't really care, ❞ Srenann admitted, lowering her shoulders in defeat. Her eyes moved to the weapons again. She huffed and lifted a hand, pointing a judgemental finger vaguely in the direction of his personal armory, ❝ the real questions here are One, why do you have so many weapons? And two, can you not pick one for the day and leave the rest in your assigned room? We've had complaints. ❞

code violation (ft. @soot-and-snow)

[srenann]

❝ Pft. Don't sulk, your Royal Highness. You gotta admit he has that sorta overbearing presence, though! Like we should bow or somethin'.

It's a good thing none of us feel that way with you. Weren't you trying to "connect to your peers", and whatever? ❞ ( @theodorefauntleroy )

[srenann]

❝ Oh, wow... and I thought Theo had a Kingly presence. Impressive! ❞ (@nicholashillecrest)

[srenann]

❛  you’re cute. how about i buy you a drink ?  ❜

« who, me ? » it was an answer that was said with a hefty amount of feigned innocence, the kind that was accompanied by the batting of eyelashes and a cheeky smile. srenann had large, bambi-like eyes that often betrayed her true nature, a thing she used to her advantage quite often. except now, three drinks in and spending time alone at the tavern in this strange new world.

it was freeing, really. to know that she was completely out of reach to her family. srenann didn't have to look over her shoulder constantly. she could really let herself relax, for a change.

srenann giggled, nodding her head towards the barkeep.

« I ' ll let you buy me a drink, if you tell me your name first . »