Star Child

“Less prison, except for the doors, they have bars on them.  It’s more … overcrowded dorm rooms?  There are two bunk beds in each one, but you might get lucky and only have one or two roommates!”  Not that Isabel had any idea what an actual dorm room looked like, but she’d seen enough television and movies to hazard a fair guess.  The girl actually enjoyed being a slave, but she knew that she was unusual in that, and guessed that Marisha was leaning away from the whole eager slave thing.  An almost sad smile curved her lips.  “I’m sorry, it’s - it’s not.  I can promise I was a slave before April 1 came and went.  It’s a lot to process.”

Marisha let out a sigh, shaking her head slightly as she heard about the dorms. Well I guess it wouldn’t be college without an over crowded dorm. Hopefully my room mates are nice.” Hearing that it wasn’t an elaborate joke she sighed once more nodding her head. “how is it exactly? I’m not sure I fully grasp the whole slave thing,”

Minding her very business inside of the island. Lisa was walking around trying to get back to her very own place. However as she carried on walking, she couldn’t help but hear a voice of lost. “That depends on the dorm your going too.” She shrugged a huge sigh left her voice, not one to deal with pleasantry as she looked towards the place itself. “I’m going back there myself. Tag along if you don’t want to get left behind.” She warns walking away from the scene.

“Oh uh, the dorm for grant students,” Marisha said with a slight glance at the papers in her hand, trying to ignore the sigh the other female released. As she started to walk away Marisha was quick to catch up, her gaze moving to take in the surroundings as they walked. “Thanks I appreciate this. I’m Marisha by the way,”

It wasn’t unusual for Evran to spend time between teaching his classes to wander through the quad, at least when he didn’t have office hours or other student conferences.  Leaving his suit coat in his office, Evran walked outside to enjoy the sunshine, wandering aimlessly until he heard someone call out to him.  “You are.  Would you like me to help guide you the rest of the way?”

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Marisha felt relief flood her as she found she had indeed been going the correct way. The last thing she wanted was to wind up getting herself lost already. “That’s very nice of you, that would be great.” she hummed out with a smile as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. 

Raziel stared at her for a moment before looking around, not seeing any slaves he could make take her, he turned back to her. “ I can take you, it is quite hard to navigate when you first get here, and the map is no help.” He said. “ Would you like me to carry your bag?”

Letting a small smile grow on her face she nodded her head at the man, “Thank you, I’d really appreciate that. I really thought I was going the right way but I must have taken a wrong turn somewhere.” she said with a small chuckle. “That would be very nice of you, thank you. I’m Marisha Burke, it’s nice to meet you.”

Milo heard an unfamiliar voice and he turned to her with a smile. “Actually you’re a bit turned around,” he told her. “I’d be happy to help you out though,” he offered. “I’ve been here awhile and I can make sure you don’t get too lost.” He smirked, holding out a hand towards her. “I’m Milo.”

“Thank you,” Marisha hummed out with a soft smile as she looked around for a moment. “I really appreciate that. I was trying to follow the map they gave me but I think I must have taken a wrong turn somewhere. It’s nice to meet you Milo, I’m Marisha,” she replied shaking his hand lightly.

Even though it was Spring break, Raziel spent most of his time in his office, allowing his students that were struggling to make it up, but it seemed some of them rather fail and he had no problem, letting them know the mistake they were making.  Making his way  from his office, he paused when someone called out to him. “ No, you are not.”

Marisha waited for the man to say more then that but when he didn’t seem like he was going to she nodded her head, “Well do you think you could maybe point me in the right direction? I think I’m a bit turned around at the moment. This place is bigger then I had anticipated.”

Isabel turned round at the unfamiliar voice and immediately noted that its owner, too, wore a collar.  Only weeks prior she had been in the same position.  Of course she still felt lost, but not about the island’s geography, at least. “No, I’m sorry to tell you, but you’re not.  But!” the slave enthused, smiling at the stranger. “I can show you!  It’s not dorm rooms so much as cells, but they can still be kind of comfortable.  I’m Isabel, Isabel Hai Phan.  Or um, Izzy, or Bel.  Are you okay?  I know it can be really overwhelming to find out everything.”

Marisha smiled when the younger girl said she could show her the way to the dorms but the smile slipped as she heard the word cells. “Cells? as in prison cells? Well this place just gets better and better.” she sighed, fingers moving absently to her now collared neck. “Nice to meet you Isabel, I’m Marisha. I’m... still processing the whole ‘slave’ thing they told me in administration. Is that really a thing or was that some sort of delayed april fools joke?”

Alastair was just walking out of the main building, having retrieved a book he’d been needing from his office, when he came across the blonde. Lost..clearly, and with luggage rolling behind her back..which gave away the fact that she was definitely very new here. And it was only so fitting that she had to ask him for directions out of everybody else there. “Yes.. yes you are.“ he said in his posh, british accent, sliding the book into the pocket inside of his tux. “You have to just follow this corridor and walk into the adjacent building. Perhaps i could show you?”

Marisha gave the male a small smile, noting his accent. She looked down in the direction he stated, before looking back down at the map in her hand. Hearing his offer she looked back up at him with a hum, “That’s very nice of you, I would appreciate that.”