Rory slung her bag over her shoulder and shut the limo's door. It sped away in a cloud of brown dust. (OOC: I'm going to make up a school description since one isn't provided) The redbrick school in front of her was more of a home than a *shidder* sanitarium. I thought they were seperating us from the rest of mankind, she thought, Not like.. this, though!
"C'mon Rilla," she called, as her pet poodle ran around, frantically sniffing everything in sight. She spotted a girl with brown ears sticking up from reddish hair.
"Excuse me," she said tapping the girl on the shoulder," Do you know where dorm 12 is?"



