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Today marks the day on the calendar of the Syndicate for the beginning of yet a new year. A chance for students enrolled into the Academy to advance forward in their education and training, returning to old and now new faces alike.

It is a crisp and frigid early Saturday morning; 8am sharp to be exact and just a few days prior, Watchman Lysander had sent word to Headmaster Lloyd in regards to the arrival of newly drafted First Years. They have arrived by train from the Region of Quebec to the present location of Ontario where the beautifully looming, victorian-esque Academy sits snug up on a slope. Followed closely behind, are the returning students receiving escort from their Syndicate housing in tbe valley below the Academy.

Upon arrival, Grand Centurions are the first to greet you all, simply checking through bags and doing pat-downs while they assign their canine daemons with the task of sniffing out for any inappropriate substances. This is mainly done for all returning students, making sure they wouldn't decide to pull anything funny this year.

Once everything is accounted for and the all-clear has been given, the group is then escorted through the tall double doors and into a wide, spacious courtyard appearing to be well cared for by ground staff. Flowers and other greenery alike skillfully potted here and there, and the relaxing flow of a stone water fountain sat proudly within the center of it all.

Inside the courtyard, the Headmaster and his staff of Instructors would be lined up and waiting to possibly greet the group and get acquainted with the newbies. Standing off to the other side would be none other than the Minister himself and his Watchmen, clustered together in observation of the new lot. No formal meeting was to be held this day, nor will there be any learning. It is a time of returning to old friends, making new ones, or perhaps you're walking back to a relationship that left off on a bad note last year? Either way, today is for becoming familiar with your classes and for the newbies to meet their Headmaster and Instructors for the rest of their time spent at the Nightingale Academy.

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Y'all can do whatever you want for this one. Kinda, don't push it (; But, basically every single person is here at the academy for a type of 'enrollment' period where you can meet the lovely Headmaster and the teachers, and really just fuck around, talk, and make connections.

Its the beginning of winter and since its Canada, its cold as heck.

For those who are itching to roleplay while forms are still filing in, just as I am, its time to get some fun goin'. ;)

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