This place has everything!

Margo cocked her head as Coraline brought up dreaming. "Dream? Sorry, I'm not familiar with that. Is that, like, something humans do?" Being exposed to so many different terms at once made Margo feel as if she were already in class, learning various quirks to various races. It excited her, but this excitement was quickly overshadowed by her growling stomach.

After the introductions had been made, Margo watched Coraline float over to the refrigerator in the conjoined kitchen and, to Margo's delight, she revealed that the Academy had, in fact, stocked their food stores. Eager to feed for the first time in half a day, and needing to replenish her supply of webbing, she found herself travelling over and quickly shuffling through the refrigerator's vast selection of snacks and beverages.

Some of the items looked as if they were specifically meant for members of a particular species. There were a slew of human snacks, of course, but among the three shelves she saw a tub of red slime, a bushel of what appeared to be glittery cinamon sticks, a few multi-colored areosol cans, and most excitingly, a jar of chopped mud crabs. She removed the jar of mud crab portions and popped two meaty cubes into her mouth, and out of curiosity, removed one of the aerosol cans as she chewed. The side of the can read "Food for Thoughtforms and the Dearly Departed."

Handing the can over to Coraline, she gave her new ghostly roomate a friendly smile. She had noticed the girl's somber expression only moments prior, and hoped offering the can of gas-food would help cheer her up. "Hey, this looks like it might be meant for ghosts. Wanna give it a try?"

Watching Coraline hover away with delight, Margo couldn't restrain her smile from growing bigger. Chewing her mud crab chunks, and feeling her body produce additional webbing from the sustenance, she found herself wondering who else she would meet during her stay at Starlight Academy. More so, she found herself hoping that she would not make the same embarrassing first impression with the rest of the student body.

These concerns fell to pieces, however, as Coraline commented on how she had not eaten in months. It did not sound as if the ghost girl was speaking metaphorically, and this led Margo to stare at her in a state of shock. "Y-you haven't eaten anything for that long? Criminy out loud...I can't even imagine going that long without feeding."

Looking around the kitchen, it then occured to Margo that she had not yet explored the rest of the dorm room. Feeling as though her supply of webbing was back up to where it ought to be, she then placed the jar of crab cubes in the refrigerator for future consumption and looked down the hall towards the bedrooms. "Guess I should claim a room before our other roommates arrive."

Watching the fruit hit the ground during Coraline's demonstration of her eating habits, Margo nodded along as she began to form a baseline understanding of what a ghost was. Picking up on the girl's disdain for the topic at hand, she decided to drop the matter, and did so not a moment too soon. Coraline's question prompted a new avenue of thought, down which she struggled to decide just how much she wanted to reveal about herself.

Fortunately, the ghost girl narrowed the conversation down to the nature of her webs, leaving less to be decided. Margo blushed as she saw Coraline poking the splash of webbing on the wall, and her heartbeat quickened as she decided to tell her new roommate the truth. She would be the first to know, aside from the scout that brought her to the island.

"That stuff is what you call 'webbing.' Epnids...we produce it biologically, just like spiders, and we normally use it to make our cocoons." Margo found herself staring at the webbed up wall for a moment before looking down at her hands. "It's just one thing we can do, and honestly, it's probably the most pedestrian thing we do on a regular basis. Outside of that, we have perfect vision in the dark, we can fly, and we can even change what we look like."

To give Coraline an example of this, Margo adjusted her muscles and activated her natural reflexes, causing her body to rapidly change. After about five seconds of seamless rearranging and whimsical alteration, Margo's transformation reached completion, and Coraline would see a carbon copy of herself leaning back against the kitchen counter. "Case in point," she said, her voice matching Coraline's perfectly.

After the demonstration of her shapeshifting abilities, Margo would accompany Coraline over to the webbed-up door. Twisting the door knob and opening the door, she would then look around the room in a fit of astonishment as her eyes hovered over the many furnishings scattered throughout. "Wow. This is so awesome...honestly, I didn't expect our rooms to be half as cool as this. Maybe this place can be home after all?"

While Margo and Caroline were distracted with the only room nonidentical from from the rest, the dorm opened to another group of students- Another duo. But, this group was a lot different from the others: For starters, only half of the party was female, leaving Breken to stand out. Another difference was their appearance- Unlike Margo and Caroline, who anyone would have supposed were twins, Nanya and Breken didn't resemble each other in the slightest. One was an ethereal clump of glasses that'd assumed a human form (if humans could naturally be that pale), while the other was... Well, effectively a tree that'd swallowed a deer and a crocodile.

When the door finished swinging open, Breken almost threw his suitcases down, if not for the sight in front of him. Two female twins, and behind him, the girl he'd gotten to know to be his roommate. If his eyes didn't betray him, there seemed to be four doors, meaning that all members of their dorm were here.

If trees could go pale, Breken would have looked more like Nanya at this point. This implied two things- Either the school had mixed up the dorm situation, which was an impossibility considering the prestige the school had regarding management; or, he had been selected for a mixed dorm with him as the only guy. Had he been a bit more confident, he would have asked if there was a mix up- But that came with the risk of insulting his potential roommates, something he definitely didn't want to do if he was going to be living the next awkward years of his life with them. Instead of doing anything, his mouth hung open for a second, reeling back from the surprise. If he didn't say anything, he'd panic- And God knows that wasn't how he wanted to start the school year.

So, instead of embarrassing himself or staying quiet, Breken mentally said 'screw it', and headed over for the table in the center of the dorm's atrium, to set his bags on. On his way, his antlers raked across a ceiling lamp, causing it to clatter and jangle in a very loud and discernible manner. "I'm fine!" he called out, attempts of being inconspicious suddenly being shattered. "This happens often-" As he shifted his head to tangle his antler out of the lamp, his eyes made contact with the group of girls that had been admiring the webbed over door room, which had probably turned around by now to notice what all the racket was about. "Hi!"

Nanya had been relatively quiet while following the walking tree thing. It was on it's way to the same dorm and when the two made their way she couldn't help but thinking how odd it was for a tree to be walking. It had the features of a tree and it walked, so out of convenience she had let it follow with the goal of being able to observe it more. So far aside from the whole walking and talking part it seemed mostly like a tree to her. It did make her wonder if trees could always do those types of things. Though she wasn't sure if knowing it now would mean anything.

After the door was swung open it revealed a rather nice looking room. Nicer than what Nanya has seen before anyways. It had a sort of comfortable feeling to it and so far the only true annoyance was the ceiling lamp. Some other things that were in the room was a pair of twins but Nanya was pretty sure that they weren't apart of the room decorations. They more than likely others that would live in the dorm. Though for all she knew they could have just been decorations, did the school use people as decorations? "It's odd to use people for decorations... Or is it?" She muttered to herself for a few moments before a frantic clatter broke her line of thought.

The tree had began to attack the light claiming that everything was fine and that he had done that before. Just another unknown thing about trees revealed to her. "So you have attacked other lights?" She asked as she watched the tree unhook himself from the lamp. Nanya was disappointed that it wasn't torn down but she supposed that the tree might attack it again at a later time. "Oh and hello." She said turning her attention back to the twins because she had almost forgotten that there were others there.

After having taken a moment to admire her new living accommodations, Margo joined Coraline in the main room as the two newcomers telegraphed their presence. Her heart sunk as anxiety caused her blood to rush, but she quickly calmed herself, and smiled happily at her new roommates. One of them was a rather pale girl who seemed to gravitate towards dark blue attire, and the other appeared to be a black-bark tree, freckled with patches of moss.

Coraline introduced Margo along with herself as she freed the tree-like student's antlers from a hanging light fixture, and Margo nodded. "Nice to meet you guys," she said. "What are your names, if you don't mind me asking?"

It was a pretty standard way to greet someone, but Margo felt as if she had met her quota for ludicrous introductions after the earlier webbing. So far, the new arrivals seemed far more coordinated than she had been upon entering the dorm room. Well, maybe not the tree guy...but the blue-haired girl seemed to be relatively calm. This brought Margo some amount of relief as she relished in knowing there were figures present to ease the mood.

"Have you guys been on Manta Carlos for long?" she asked, hoping to fuel the conversation just a bit more. It was, after all, their first meeting as a unit.