The morning sun is incredibly bright and the skies are crystal clear; a beautiful morning, the first day of class is upon the duo. It's a morning that isn't good nor do they feel warm as the sun's rays shines upon them. The curtains have thrown themselves open as the sun rises and the sounds of bells and morning birds singing. Lilliana is clinging onto Nierion for dear life like a teddybear during a really bad thunderstorm. The noise isn't something Lilliana is accustomed too and curled around the hybrid, the duo didn't sleep on the canopy like many definitely would've, no. They camped out on the floor.
"If we don't get up. The birds will just get louder." Nierion says, recognizing what kind of birds that are singing as if they are performing in a concert. The girl lets out something intelligible that is a mixture of anger and reluctance but the duo gets up. The duo went into the bathroom, Nierion found the 'pet' bathroom which is directly next door to the room where the toilet for the human is. The braids of Lilliana's red hair has been intertwined with the curlers have become undone as the lights come on within the bathroom and the sun is pouring through the windows of The Tree Tower, the curtains thrown back and almost welded to the wall once drawn for the morning sun.

Lilliana grabs her toothbrush, thoroughly soaks it, lays on the toothpaste and put the tube back, and turned it on. The soft buzzing/vibrating of the toothbrush the only sound resinating throughout the tower. She's brushing her teeth incredibly violently, that includes her tongue as if to really drive the point home. Her teeth going to be blindingly white. Like they'll wonder if her teeth are healthy kind of white.

For TWENTY FUCKING MINUTES.

As she's brushing her teeth, a moonlight blue orb appears into the bathroom (the orb tracks where the student is located) and Militrix's form in portrait form. She greets the girl with a large smile and the girl's mouth is filled with toothpaste and her buzzing toothbrush. Lilliana's wild rose hair is being let down as the curlers and the braids were being undone (the braids have ribbons intertwined with them as it's a different type of curler) as she's brushing her teeth, "good morning Lilliana!" Militrix chirped the girl gave a grunt in reply as she continued brushing her teeth until she had to spit in the sink, still continuing to brush. "Breakfast starts in in a few minutes, would you like to walk with me to the dining hall?" she offers...she rinses off her toothbrush very well and places said toothbrush back in it's proper place and rinses out her mouth, swishing hot water around her mouth and spits into the sink. "I don't exactly have a choice in the matter." Lilliana answered her voice completely monotone, vaguely sounding hoarse. Militrix smiles as the glowing frame vanishing. Giving the girl her answer. She sighs and she snapped her fingers and a soft glowing light had washed over her and she is now visibly cleaner and she smells of roses and raspberries (roses: soap, raspberries: body lotion). A spell that literally substitutes taking a heavy duty shower that would normally take an hour or two, especially the shaving and waxing of body hair. Her face has been washed and her hair had been done.
She snaps her fingers twice and her uniform (that she had worn to orientation) is back upon her person, freshly cleaned and pressed. But her knee socks had been replaced with pitch black tights and her nails have been painted this time, the colors of the borealis to be exact. She did a quick rinsing of the mouthwash (full cup=30 seconds) and again rinse again with cold water to make it stick. It's a bad idea to eat immediately once you have finished brushing your teeth and using incredibly powerful mouthwash. For at least 30 minutes. She walked out of the bathroom, now in uniform with only minor changes but incredibly visible, Nierion holding her school backpack, her satchel that has been emptied of all of personal effects and has been filled to the very brim with everything school related amongst other things she knows that she'll need. She reached her hands into her pockets and just realizes that something that she hasn't placed is in there, she takes a hold of it and pulls it out, a dark gray charm with a navy blue and fire red flower upon it, it has the form of a cherry blossom but the blossom itself resembles that of roses, The Gargoyle's Roses, she thought as she examined the charm.
The charm is used to summon The Clan if one were in need of aid. It's something that spell casters a plenty would kill to get their hands on as they are NOT easy to get a hold of. So Lilliana getting a hold of it, she might as well have been given an entire treasury. She holds a smile as she thinks back to how she got it, I'll be sure to thank her when I come back, the teen thought as she tossed it into the air and caught it with vigor, a dark smirk on her face as Nierion hands her the backpack, this'll come in handy one day, she thinks as she stores the powerful item up her shirt sleeve (remember Sofia was the one that gathered everything, some clothing items that passes the school dress code has hidden compartments and pockets meant for how the student sees fit. The students can summon said hidden items by the twist of their arm depending on the sleeve), she put on her backpack that holds everything that she needs. She walked with the hybrid, who's collar and identification is blazon upon his neck. Along with his vest that holds everything either he or the girl would need.
"You look radiant. Considering the circumstances." Nierion complimented as she adjusted her backpack upon her person
"Thank you Nierion. That means a lot." she replies, the two hear a loud knock on the entrance door of the tower, "Let's get this over with." Lilliana sighs as their dawdling had come to an end.

The walk to the Dining Hall is a quiet one, Militrix smiling brightly completely ignoring the fact that Lilliana is remaining quiet and her poker face is fastened onto her face with heavy duty straps so that it can't be easily removed and her hybrid is glaring frozen poison daggers at the moon woman. At least it'll be a quiet walk to breakfast, the teen thought trying to pick herself up,
"So what do you normally do in the morning in The Eden House?" Militrix asks,
Shit. Jinxed it; should've known it wouldn't be that easy, the teen thought, "I go to the kitchen, look at the calendar to see what is for breakfast...the ingredients are something that is to be hunted." she replied through gritted teeth, really not wanting to talk to this woman,
"What do you mean 'hunted'?" Militrix smiles a predatory smile, she's looking for something to hold against The Eden House, the teen thought
"We gather everything we need for the day, we also get creative with what we need, it's how we learn what's what. What's edible, what's poisonous. Everything." the teen answers
"Do you not eat a proper breakfast?" the woman asks changing tactics
"Do you not make your own meals?" The teen retorts, her voice icy and tone sharp, Militrix didn't flinch
"That's not what I asked." Militrix gives her a glance, a silent, 'that was incredibly rude.' stare
Cognac eyes replying with, 'does it look like I give a shit?', "it's to encourage to make your own meals and to expand your palate. But you wouldn't know that...would you?" the hybrid explains as the teen regains her voice and possibly bury down all the negative thoughts and feelings that is rising within her.

She just won't let up, Lilliana thought as Militrix tries to find at least one opening to 'reason' with her that going to Mix Academy is for the best. Only to be shot down with bluntness, honesty and a coldness that not even those of The Frost can hope to conjure.

Once they had reached The Dining Hall, it's a beautiful structure. Fruit bearing trees and vines wrapped around the dome like building. There're flowers, herbs, berries and vegetables growing around the building as well, it's basically a giant ass garden with a building in the middle with multiple kinds of chairs and tables. That is where the students go to eat. Along with some teachers.
She looks at all of varieties of plants that are growing around The Dining Hall, many she recognizes, only few that she raises a brow towards...her boots hitting against the marble and quartz walkway with the heels of the sorceress. Militrix flies to the second floor, meant for teachers and staff, to which Lilliana opens the door, having Nierion jump directly in front of her, the top of his wings are black while the underneath is Prussian Blue to boysenberry. His wings flared upward, the colors of the hybrid's wings flared up a barrier of the underneath of his wings appear before the two. Lilliana didn't even flinch nor demand any sort of explanation as pies, stew and all sorts of hot and ice cold food stuffs and drinks thrown at her that were met with groans that it had failed to meet it's target. Then a bucket of Glacier Magma dumped over her and her hybrid. Roaring laughter from multiple students until she gave a single powerful clap and the flap of wings the magma shattered, showing that not only was the barrier still intact but shows that although the hybrid had protected them, she is the one that broke them out. And dried Glacier Magma turns into the coldest of ice that blue and dry ice can't even compare. And the power behind it is not something to sneeze at. The laughter turned into scowls and boos from the culprits, only to be met with the icy stares of the new student...which didn't really do anything to them, she pulls her arms up, one hand in that of a hole, her hand open and directly underneath it and blew into it, a dark purple and dark green glow into them, at least three to four deep puffs; the seniors are laughing that she's using a calming technique and that she just can't take a joke.
She isn't using a calming technique.
Oh no.
Her hands immediately burst at the very last puff and doesn't even seem to be fazed. Lilliana didn't go to the window like everyone else, she sat down at the abandoned balcony with flowers for the chairs and a gemstone table. The table already set, just waiting for a guest. The moment Lilliana sits down, a small white and light green sprite appears before her very eyes, smiling incredibly wide and clearly excited. "What would you like for breakfast this fine day?" the sprite asks cheerfully, notepad in hand, the joy is genuine, she probably never had a guest till now...or didn't have one in a while, the teen thought as she looks to the sprite, Nierion speaks up first, "I would like the Dragonite Breakfast please." to which the sprite happily had written down, "Full breakfast?" asks the sprite to which Nierion nods and gives her one of his smaller feathers that morphs into a coin of gold and green (a mixture of emerald and jade) to which the sprite smiles all the wider as she accepts the coin and then turns to the girl, "and you miss?" she asks, "how many life voices do you know?" the teen replies, the sprite smiles
"All of them," she answers...not in the native tongue of this land...but of all lands and beyond
"Full Breakfast please." the teen asks in that tongue...her native tongue, English.
"American or British?" The sprite is now speak in the girl's native tongue, her eyes bluish green.
"American please."
"What kind of milk? White, Chocolate or Strawberry?"
"Chocolate. Please."
"Juice?"
"Orange."
"Waffles or Pancakes?"
"Both please."
"Ham, Sausage or Bacon?"
"All of the above."
"Grits or Oatmeal?"
"Grits."
"Would you like biscuits and gravy with that?"
"Yes please."
"How would you like your eggs?"
"Scrambled. With extra seasonings and kick."
"With vegetables or just the seasonings?"
"With vegetables please. With cheese if you'll have it."
"Hash browns, sauteed potatoes or tatter tots?"
"Hash browns and sauteed potatoes please."
"A very full breakfast huh?" the sprite says in the language that now everyone can understand
"it's gonna be a long day." the teen replies with a deep loud groan
"Fair." the sprite chirps staying chipper, "what else would you like?" switched back to English
"A breakfast sandwich."
"What sort?"
"Of Arcana." Arcana is the only thing that can be understood amongst the masses, this makes the sprite shine brighter about the sandwich.
"Alright then. Anything for you while you wait?"
"A smoothie please. Something to help me remain awake this morning."

After the order was taken, screams erupted in The Dining Hall. Purplish green slime and black fungi like creatures have erupted throughout multiple tables and the fungi creatures have begun reeking havoc upon those that have tried to humiliate if not straight up harm her not even a few minutes prior. "They totally deserved that. How could they not know a summoning technique from a calming technique?" Nierion laughs as his breakfast appeared before him, presented on a large bowl like platter, multiple slabs of multicolored meat, four slabs of meat to be exact, one of multiple shades of white, one of black, one of red and one of blue; green, purple and bright yellow potatoes; vegetables of multiple colors and variants and all slathered in gravy and different kinds of cheese. Topped with four links of sausage with the appearance of prism with multiple flavorful garnishes. With a large bowl filled with glowing electric blue liquid directly next to the steaming platter, as it was freshly made.
The chaos that unfurled within The Dining Hall is quite the show and at least three other students heard the hybrid as Elvian loudly snapped his fingers and the havoc has come to a sudden halt, the slime and fungi creatures are suspended in the air, in stasis. He walked directly towards the balcony where the redheaded girl is sitting as a large blindingly bright green smoothie with a green alexandrite crystal flower sitting prettily on the top with a green chrome diopside straw pointing towards her. She begins sipping at the smoothie when the teacher stood before her, "yes...?" Lilliana inquires to the caffeine deprived teacher,
"Did you really summon Nocturne Fungi with Noir Slime?" he said already exhausted
"In my defense, they threw food stuffs at me and dumped an entire vat of Glacier Magma upon my head." No can tell that she has spoken in a completely different language, let alone that she knows multiple languages.
"Figures." he glares at the students within the hall, "quite the tame response. I would've been far more violent."
"I'm not going to cause myself headaches just because of people not having empathy."
"They could've killed you."
The air became cold as she looked from the smoothie to the teacher, "unlikely." her voice is quiet, hoarse; not used to so much conversation in such little time. It scares any or all students that is eavesdropping on them while shocking the half-elf.