Steam and Snow: Nailah's Arrival

A young female strolled along a path in the courtyard of the Academy. Dressed rather light for this type of weather, she was simply cladded in a blue, long sleeved shirt, jeans, and a pair of boots. Sleeves of said shirt were rolled up as well so really the girl should've been freezing her rear off. She seemed to be not bothered by the cold however, most likely due to the heat she must be giving off to vaporize any snow that fell near her.

Sitting on a nearby bench, she seat two bags she'd been carrying down next to her; one duffle, one messenger. Looking at what appeared to be a map of the school, she sighed. This place was big. Made her last school seem cramped in comparison. She had been getting her lay of the land most of the day and she was sure she'd forget a bit of what she learned the next day. Folding up the map, she placed it in her messenger bag.

Looking up, she stared at the falling snow, then to the snow on the ground. Having not seen snow before arriving here, the Ifrit had been wowed upon witnessing it for the first time. She had only seen snow in media before. Standing up, she let the heat 'shield' around her fade, dropping her temperature to allow the snow to reach her. Shivering, Nailah chuckled a bit, leaning down to scoop up a handful of snow, molding it into a ball.

Pulling her arm back, the Ifrit chucked the ball at a nearby tree, watching it break apart upon impact. She chuckled again, brushing off her hands after throwing her first snowball. Plopping back down on the bench, her heat raised again, the snow that had fallen to rest on her now melting, becoming steam. Propping her arms on her knees, she rested her chin in her hands as she sat, content to watch the snow for a bit

Nailah shifted her gaze when she heard the exclamation, blinking. A pale blonde kid was shouting at her about the snowball she threw. Did she almost hit him? She wasn't really paying attention when she threw it. "Sorry, didn't see you there." she responded simply, returning to gazing at the snow.

She leaned back on the bench, trying to decide if she should just head to where it said her place in the dorms would be or if she should continue exploring.

Nailah glanced over, noticing the snow lift up into the air. She stared for a moment before realizing where it was intending to go. The air around her shimmered and rippled with heat as the snow 'boulder' flew at her. It seemed to impact her, though as the snow melted and became steam, it revealed....Wings? Folded in front of her were two leathery wings, which opened suddenly, showing her skin had become red and the white of her eyes, black.

Two small black horns rounded off the physical changes, the young Ifrit, stretching her wings. "I suppose I CAN do this in public now....I might end up liking this island if I don't have to worry about keeping my nature hidden," she stated. Leaning down, she cooped up some snow as the heat around her died down, molding it into a ball.

With a smirk she lightly tossed it towards the boy.

Naila raised an arm defensively at she was pelted back, laughing as well. Scooping up another handful of snow, she 'returned fire', moving behind the bench she had been sitting on to take cover, ducking down to scoop more snow.


(Sorry for the wait...christmas stuff.)

Nailah had eventually dropped the 'heat cloak' as the snowball fight went on, and regretted it, just a little. She herself had NO cold tolerance to speak of. Her powers usually kept her warm. She was starting to realize just how underdressed for this weather she was.

The boy's shout stopped her mid-throw, causing the snowball she had been holding to flop onto the ground. Blinking, she called back; "Nailah."