Room #221

Well, wasn't this just grand.

The cat-eared boy sighed and looked down, the longer locks of his light brown hair covering the front of his face. He didn't really want to be here, to be quite honest; he would have rathered been back home. However, seeing as how going back home was nearly impossible, Sabriel was stuck here. He was stuck here around all these people, stuck in this huge school that was probably much larger than it needed to be, stuck in this... well, he couldn't think of anything else right now, but he would, eventually. Right now, he was in one of his pessimistic moods, and was looking on the down side to pretty much everything. That would probably change though later in the day, seeing as how he never acted a certain way for very long.

The boy looked around, then unzipped one of his bags, searching around until he found a crumbled piece of paper. Room two-hundred twenty-one. As he looked around, he saw that the room at the end of this hallway was one-hundred ninety-nine, so he was obviously getting close. It was a real surprise that he hadn't gotten lost.

And, his mood changed. The fact that he had somehow, amazingly managed to not get lost had brightened his spirits considerably. A smile crossed Sabriel's face, though it didn't last long when he heard people not too far away. And, unfortunately, it seemed like he needed to go in that direction. It wasn't that he hated people, no, that most certainly wasn't the case — he just didn't exactly feel like being around anyone right now.

Then he saw it. Great, he hadn't been the first one to room two-hundred twenty-one. Apparently, it seemed these two were his room mates. Sabriel's ears pressed down against his head and he sighed, walking the last few yards toward the dorm room and half knocked on, half opened the door, stepping inside. Sabriel looked at the two other males, one of which seemed to be about his age, while the other seemed to be other than him. Well, hopefully, he would end up making friends and staying here wouldn't be a complete nightmare.

"Er, um... hi!" he said, trying to sound happier than he actually was, and offering the two a small smile before walking over to one of the beds that was currently unoccupied. The boy put his bags down, and since he didn't really feel like unpacking at the moment, he sat down on the bed. He was silent, seeing as how he didn't know what to say. The thirteen-year-old wasn't in one of his most talkative moods, but it looked like he would have to try. "I'm Sabriel. I know I'm stating the obvious now, but I guess we're room mates."

"Cheerio, m'dear friend! 'Tis pleasant to meet you, Sabriel!"

The thirteen-year-old blinked. Wow, he was getting a hello in a British accent and all. That had never happened before, and to be quite honest, he didn't exactly know how to respond. He wasn't sure whether the boy was actually British or not, but he was leaning toward the fact that he wasn't, for some reason. He did smile very slightly, though, glad that the other male wasn't mad. Sabriel said nothing, though, in case he was going to accidentally interrupt the other male. When he introduced himself as Kero, and his brother as Akane, he nodded. "It's nice to meet you both," he said quietly.

So, the two were brothers? The boy looked between the two of them, sort of looking for a resemblance, but on the other hand, not really caring. He wished he would have been able to room with his brother, but for some reason, the people at this school hadn't let him. Oh, well, not like it mattered now.

"So," he began, thinking. Wow, he had suddenly gone blank for conversation topics. Ah, well! He would have to say something anyway, seeing as he had already started saying something. "If you don't mind my asking, what are your powers?" he asked the both of them. It wasn't the best question ever, but it was all he could come up with at the moment.

As the older sibling, Akane, started, Sabriel wondered if what he had asked was a bad thing. If it had been, he hadn't meant to ask it, and he would have taken it back. However, when Kero interrupted him, he decided it had been alright to ask. At least, he hoped it had been.

So Akane could go through things and not feel temperature, and Kero himself could change his body structures. It seemed that the latter of the two would be a harder power to master, but even with that thought, the thirteen-year-old believed the other when he said he had mastered it. Maybe it just wasn't as hard as he had originally thought.

"I see," Sabriel said. "I myself can use shadows to teleport." He didn't mention the second part to his power, using the shadows to trap people, seeing as he used it so rarely that he barely even considered it a part of his power.