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Ch 1.1: Arrival

    Ch 1.1: Arrival


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    <span style="font-weight:400">The Endrin National Fortress Academy came into view, giving ina her first glimpse of her second chance at life. She leaned out the window of the carriage to get a better look, grinning even as her chestnut hair danced around her face and obscured the view. Even from this distance the school was imposing, numerous towers jutting from the pristine white base topped with blue roofs, surrounded by a sprawling greenwn. “Don’t fall out now, darling,” her coachwoman shouted from the front, her own curled ck hair flowing in the wind in a way ina was sure was more graceful than her own. “They won’t pay me if you show up running behind the cart.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">inaughed and leaned back into the carriage before opening the smallmunication window to answer back. “I’m not going to fall out right before I arrive at Endrin! I’d be mortified!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Char kept her head facing the road, but ina could see the grin growing on her face. “I don’t know what to expect from you at this point. It’s only been a week, but I don’t think a day has passed since I met you that you <i><span style="font-weight:400">haven’t</i><span style="font-weight:400"> done something to mortify yourself.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">ina pursed her lips, fighting back a blush. It was true, of course, but now that she was finally here that would change, <i><span style="font-weight:400">had</i><span style="font-weight:400"> to change. Her days as a walking ball of embarrassment were over, starting now.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“But don’t worry about that, dear. Traveling so far is always rough for first-timers. Some people take to it better than others.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">ina was already sure she was firmly, <i><span style="font-weight:400">firmly</i><span style="font-weight:400"> ced in the camp of “others,” but she appreciated the attempt atforting her anyway. “Ya, traveling… Once I’m settled in at the academy, things’ll be okay.” She almost believed it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The two kept up their small talk for the next half hour or so before they reached the front gates. Getting out of the carriage gave ina her first proper view of the Academy. She’d heard of the towers before, and had honestly thought they looked smaller than expected as they approached, but now she realized she had been wrong. The towers had seemed small because she had no idea the base building and surrounding fields would be so enormous. She stood in awe of the castle, a ce of legend, one that may as well have been a myth to her just a year ago, and her new home for the next three years.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Alright, I know it’s impressive, but you have to quit gawking.” ina broke from her trance and saw that Char had already unloaded her two bags from the back of the carriage and set them down just in front of the gate. “I’m not Aspected like you, so they won’t even let me through the gates. It’s up to you from here.” ina winced a little at the joke. Char didn’t seem to mean anything negative by it, but it did make ina vibrantly aware of her situation, the nature of their rtionship and respective statuses.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sorry, I didn’t mean to make you get all that stuff-”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Nah nah, that’s what I’m paid for,” Char said, waving ina off. The woman’s face grew even warmer than normal when she smiled at her. “I’m happy I got to spend the trip with someone like you for once. Most years it’s just the usual noble brats who think I’m one of their house servants.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">That did scare ina. She’d tried avoiding the thought as much as possible, but she couldn’tpletely ignore that she was walking into the metaphorical wolves’ den with quite a lot of wool covering a very sheep-shaped body. “Are they really that bad?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Eh, to me? Ya, but you’re one of them, now, whether you act like it or not. Shouldn’t be too much of a problem for you to get along with ’em.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Right…” ina looked back at the gates. The suits of armor standing on either side didn’t beckon her inside, but the sun was near setting, and she knew she couldn’t linger long. Char had kept a fast pace over their seven days, but it was a tight trip, and she was likely one of thest arrivals today, Awakening Day. “I do think I have to go now.” She turned back to Char, then walked forward and hugged her. “Thanks for bringing me this far. I can handle it from here.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Char patted her on the back, holding the embrace until ina let go. “One more thing,” she said, reaching into her jacket pocket and pulling out a leather ne adorned with a wooden star. “It’s not much, but happy birthday.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">ina took it in her hands and marveled at the piece. Fine leather, excellent wood carvedpletely smooth. This was the type of thing that the wealthy of her vige would unt. “I- how much did this cost?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ha, nothing, dear. The string is from an old saddle, and I made the star myself. It’s a good hobby to pass the nights on these long trips.” She grabbed the piece back for herself and slipped it over ina’s head. “I know you didn’t have a real chance to celebrate, so I wanted to get you at least one proper present.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">ina took the star in her hands once more as it hung from her neck and beamed back up at Char before embracing her again. “I love it.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Char squeezed her tightly back before finally letting go. “It looks good on you, a star for the star blessed.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Star blessed. That’s what ina was now, or would be after her Awakening tonight, which she was getting dangerously close to beingte for. “Thank you so much, for everything, but I do need to go.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ya ya, oh great hero of the future. Get to ss before they send you to wizard detention or whatever.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">inaughed as she grabbed her bags from the ground. “I will! Have a safe trip back!” She turned back to the gates, the suits of armor standing ever imposing as she did. This was it. If her vige priest had made a mistake… Well, she would know soon enough. She drew in one deep breath before darting through. She’d half expected one final humiliation to cap off her trip, but the autonomous guards remained still, and ina passed through with nothing but a slight tingle coursing through her body.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Endrin Academy, she’d made it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After passing through the gate and getting over the weird sensation it gave—ina wondered briefly if that had been the rumored barrier meant to keep out non-students or just her own nerves—the walk up to the school was remarkably mundane. She lugged her two suitcases across the sprawlingwn. As she approached the fortress that grew in size with each step forward, arge group of small dots came into view, the other students.


    <span style="font-weight:400">At first ina thought she might have been in trouble already. <i><span style="font-weight:400">If these people are all waiting to get in for some reason, I may not be inside in time for the ceremony, </i><span style="font-weight:400">the ceremony in question being her <i><span style="font-weight:400">Awakening </i><span style="font-weight:400">of all things. Her fears were soon assuaged though, as she realized the students didn’t seem to be waiting at all, but instead mingling amongst each other, enjoying the pleasantte afternoon that hung over their first day of sses.


    <span style="font-weight:400">That was almost worse. ina shuffled forward through the masses of her new ssmates, uncertain what to do next. She felt smaller and smaller as she waded through, approaching the now gargantuan walls of the castle. Which way was the entrance? How were these students getting along with each other so quickly? Why weren’t any of them carrying luggage?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hey, suitcase girl!” she heard from her left, turning quickly to see a group of students, three girls and two boys, standing next to arge pile of neatly stacked luggage. “I think you’re looking for this right here,” a blonde girl from the group said, beckoning ina over with a smile.


    <span style="font-weight:400">ina smiled back and walked towards the group. The others stood off to the side as the one girl approached, meeting ina and offering to take one of the bags. “Thanks so much,” ina said as she handed one over. “I was getting a little overwhelmed.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No worries! Girls like us have to stick together, right? We’ll just drop them over here.” The mystery girl pranced over to the pile of suitcases, and the two ced the bags on top of some others that looked sturdy enough. “I spoke to an instructor earlier. Their porters or whatever will take them to our rooms.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, but I don’t have a tag on them or anything,” ina said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The girl cocked her head, confused. “Hmm? No, that doesn’t matter. You realize this is Endrin, right?” she said with augh.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Man, Prisma,” one of the guys from the group said, “Did you seriously just grab a hick?” <i><span style="font-weight:400">Shit, no way they caught on already?</i><span style="font-weight:400"> ina thought, slinking her shoulders down. Her hopes of going more than three sentences without giving herself away were already up in mes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh shut it, Waine,” the girl, Prisma, said, waving him off. “But wait, are you really a hick?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Uhm, I guess kind of?” ina said. There was no use lying. If they were going to make fun of her for it, well… “I’m from a small vige out on the north border.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Really? Are your parents nobles out there, or knights stationed there for some reason?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No, actually. My parents are weavers,” ina replied, doing her best to keep from making eye contact with the group.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Woah,” Prisma said, “that’s so cool! You aren’t even legacy? Your aspect must be really strong to have been selected for Endrin.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ya, right,” Waine said. “Maybe this basketmaker is even gonna get a full-fledged ss at our Awakening.” He stepped away from the group before leaning over and pushing his face right in front of ina’s. “Or maybe she’s just a dud.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">ina stood there, frozen as much by Waine’s words as his piercing blue eyes. He was just mocking of course—no one had been granted an actual ss instead of just an aspect in centuries, and duds were just myths—but she had no idea how to respond. “Enough,” Prisma said, stepping in between the two of them. “I already told her we have her back. Commoner or not, she’s still one of our ssmates, and they’ll eat her alive if we leave her alone.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Waine looked over ina again and shrugged. “At least she looks the part.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Looks the part? ina raised her head then looked up at the group, really looked at them for the first time since she’d closed the distance. <i><span style="font-weight:400">He doesn’t mean… Does he? </i><span style="font-weight:400">There was no denying it. None on the students ina could see were exactly ugly, but the group of freshman she’d found herself with were on another level. The boys, even Waine with his spiked, angry ck hair and even angrier eyes, were certainly attractive, but the other two girls were downright gorgeous.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And then there was Prisma herself. There was no way that ina could be grouped with <i><span style="font-weight:400">her</i><span style="font-weight:400"> of all people, not in that way. Finally taking everything about the girl in after having been preupied with luggage and her own anxieties, ina struggled to find words for the second time in as many minutes. Prisma’s tinum blonde hair fell as straight as the Endrin guards stood, extending just below her neck, resting on a chest that pushed out her white uniform shirt and blue zer with forceful elegance. Her chest wasn’t quite asrge as ina’s, not there there were many people that ina knew who could say that, but sat perfectly on her torso, drawing ina’s eyes for a period of time approaching indecency. ina forced out a cough, breaking away from Prisma’s chest just long enough to see the hem of her skirt, stopping over milk-white thighs, squished by socks rising just above the knee—


    <span style="font-weight:400">ina snapped her head up to Prisma’s face. She had blue eyes too, like Waine, but not that piercing electric blue. A deeper, calming blue surrounded by blushing cheeks.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Alright, I’ll go along with it,” Waine said. “But it’s your ass that’s out if she ends up dragging the group down.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Prisma rolled her eyes. “With us helping her? She’ll be fine. Anyway, I’m Prisma Fireguard.” She extended a hand out to ina. “Nice to meet you.”
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