Dormitory; Krikor's Room

"Everyday living necessities, eh?" Krikor asked, glad that he wouldn't need to buy too much as far as furnishings were concerned. "That's good to hear. Are all of the units for one person only, or will I have a roommate?"

"It doesn't matter to me, in all honesty," Krikor replied a bit sheepishly.  "Hmmm...is this one free?" he asked, walking to a single room nearby.  It didn't look inhabited, but he still wanted to make sure.  He didn't want to kick anyone else out, after all.

The student, who hadn't been at Pandemia for more than a few weeks, would creep out of his room with a sort of uncertain smile on his face, as if he wanted to be friendly but was shy and a bit puzzled from what was happening so suddenly.


He seemed relatively nervous, but overall pretty down to earth and easy-going. He seemed to be the passive type, especially with how he was handling the situation. He would stand where he was for a moment awkwardly, then think that perhaps he should greet this strange man in the armor. "Ah... Nice to meet you!" he extended a hand for a shake, "What's your name?"

Krikor extended a hand as well, taking Yumiya's and shaking it politely. "My name's Krikor. Krikor Hovsepian. It's good to meet you, my friend," he said with a smile. He seemed cheery and good-natured enough, Krikor thought, so hopefully the two of them would get along.

"S-Same here!" he said with a nervous joy, taking his hand back. He chuckled a bit, then looked to Tear, "... Um. I'll do my best to get along with the new student. Maybe we can help each other out..." He returned his attention to Krikor and smiled, "... I'm pretty new here, too! I haven't gotten the hang of everything yet, but I'm learning!"

Krikor chuckled a bit and replied, "Then we'll learn together and teach each other, eh? I'm sure we'll get along just fine." Krikor released Yumiya's hand and asked, "So, may I come in?"

"There is just one more thing I'd like to ask, Mr. Lacrimoso," Krikor said, turning to Tear. "How do I enroll in classes? I'm sure I'll need to get myself on the class rosters somehow, and I'd like to do it as soon as possible. That, and I'd like to see all the classes that are offered here."

Yumiya, being clearly much younger than Krikor felt a little awkward at first, but he didn't seem like a bad guy or anything, so perhaps the difference wouldn't mean anything. "Ah, sorry, sorry..." he stepped back and would let his new roommate in, kinda standing off to the side and not saying anything. He didn't want to intrude nor interrupt on anything important that Krikor and Tear may have been talking about, so he kept quiet.

"Seems simple enough," Krikor replied, walking into the doorway of his new dormitory.  "How will I know which classes I'm in and where and when they are?" he asked after turning around to face Tear again, since knowing where and when his classes were was key to his stay at Pandemia, plus he was interested in which classes Tear had picked for him.

"I can't think of anything else, so I suppose that would be a no," Krikor replied. "Thank you again for all of your help, Mr. Lacrimoso. I think I'll enjoy my time here."

Krikor turned around and looked inside of the dorm room. "Nice place," he thought, looking towards Yumiya, looking to start up a conversation with him.

"So, Yumiya," Krikor began, walking more into the dorm proper, "What's your story?" he asked, sitting in an armchair in a corner of the dorm.

(OOC note: I was a dumbass and forgot to ask what the layout of the dorm was, so I just inserted an armchair in a corner of the room. Hope that's okay.)

(Nah, don't worry about it. Creative freedom is really flexible. As long as it isn't anything really far-fetched, inserting things like that, which are normal and common, is totally okay unless stated otherwise in the story. It's like being in a field and saying that there's a tree, even if no one officially said there was one. We share the story, ya know?)

"Um!" he said a little squeamishly, kinda surprised from being addressed so suddenly. He'd gone into a daze whilst Tear and Krikor spoke, and the words snapped him out of it. "... Ah, yeah, sorry... I was kinda out of it." He scratched the back of his head and figured it would probably be more polite for him to come from out of the background... So he took a seat on the couch in the center of the room nearby the armchair.

"Well, there's nothing really too interesting about me... I live out in the Villa and decided that I wanted to come to the academy in order to learn how to unlock the hidden potential of my soul..." he looked down, a little disheartened, "... But in these last few weeks I haven't gotten any closer to getting it done. I just don't quite understand it all yet." He crossed his arms and closed his eyes, looking rather concerned and distraught. "I don't want to be left behind or kicked out or anything... I don't feel like those things would happen if I'm just a late bloomer, but I'm worried about my own progress so far..." He seemed to be the studious type, despite her nervousness. Reserved and good-natured, simply wanting to mind his business and do the best he could.

"What about you? You seem..." he looked at Krikor up and down, finding his armor to be a tad bit... eccentric, "... Like you're not from around here. Do you live in the city, too?" It didn't look like he did, but you never know. He might have just had all of that armor on now and looked completely different without it.

Krikor laughed at Yumiya's comment, realizing how ridiculous he must look wearing blood red full-plate with a greatsword strapped to his back. "What gave it away?" he asked with another laugh, "My armor, my sword, or my name?"

"But yeah, I'm not from around here," he continued. "I'm from another world, completely separate from this one, so forgive me if I don't understand terms and customs from around here. And hey, don't sell yourself short -- I think you're plenty interesting as it stands!"

Yumiya smiled slightly, feeling a little more comfortable with Krikor since he seemed so genuine. "Really? I'm glad you think so." He looked down a bit again, kind of crestfallen, "... It doesn't seem like anyone else really finds me too interesting... I haven't made a single friend here since I've been here. I've basically just kept to myself and tried to get the hang of what these concepts mean..." He chuckled, looking up to Krikor with a slight grin, "So don't think you're the only one lost around here!"

Yumiya was actually rather surprised to hear that Krikor was from another world entirely. He'd only heard of people that came from other worlds, but didn't actually know that it was real. In fact, he barely knew of the other continents that existed in the Veritas alone, nor of any of the things that went on with them. "... But you say you come from another world? That's much more interesting than normal old Yumiya!" He suddenly became really excited, as if some sort of fantasy of his that he'd only dreamed of was actually happening now. "I bet you've got some special powers or something, don't you? What about your world? I want to know more about you!"

Krikor laughed at Yumiya's enthusiasm.  "One question at a time!" he remarked, still laughing.  "I do have some powers, yes.  I practice a form of magic called Sanguimancy.  It's essentially blood magic.  I'm sure that's small potatoes compared to what some people here can do, though!" he said.  He knew it was true, especially after what Tear had shown him of his power.

"As for my homeworld," he began, "it was nothing special, way less advanced than this world.  I mean, you people here have things we never would have dreamed of," he said, trying to change the subject away from his home and what had happened to it.  "Not many of the worlds I've been to have been like this."

Listening intently to Krikor, Yumiya remained enthralled even with the short explanation Krikor had given him. "Wow," he said, "Blood magic? That seems like it could really be powerful if you got enough training here. Everyone has blood, so that gives you an advantage!" Honestly, Yumiya wanted to see what he could do with it, but he felt like inside of the dorm wasn't exactly the best time nor place... "Maybe when I figure out what my ability is, you can show me what it does?" He really wanted to get to know what his own powers were as swiftly as possible so that he could do something cool like Sanguimancy.

Yumiya was a little sad to hear what Krikor thought of his own world, though. It must have been in some sort of bad condition or something... Which Yumiya could understand. At a time, this place was like that, too. He wasn't entirely sure what happened, but on the grand scale, things started randomly getting better. "Well, it isn't all that great..." Though Yumiya hadn't ever been outside the Mezzo Terra, he couldn't really speak for the Upper nor Lower continents all too much. "It seems pretty normal to me. I mean, save for the people with powers and stuff... And, well..." he looked off to the side, remembering an event that was absolutely mortifying, "... The occasional monsters." He remembered that night vividly, when the bats came and blotted out the sky. He was lucky to have survived, quite honestly. Most of the population was taken out at that time, thinning out the numbers of the city. He shuddered a bit.

"... Other worlds?" he noted, keen to the fact that Krikor said he visited 'many,' "Wow! You're really something! Here I am, never even gone outside of this city and you're visiting all types of different worlds..." He chuckled nervously again before saying, "I wish that I could be strong enough to visit other worlds, too! It may be a long shot right now, but if I really work towards it and discover my power, then maybe I can venture out just like you!" That seemed to be something on his 'to-do' list. But the first thing was to awaken his power within himself, and this school was going to help him. Krikor seemed to motivate him to do so even more now, just so he could be strong enough to see another world...

"You know, there was a saying from my ancestral homeland that my grandmother always told me, Yumiya," Krikor began. "She said, 'Lamb in the spring, snow in the winter.' Everything has its own time, my friend, and I'm sure that as long as you take it at your own pace, you'll come into your own with your own skills and powers."

"So, you really think that my world-hopping is that fascinating, eh?" Krikor asked, thinking back on some of the worlds he'd visited. "I could tell you some stories of some of them, if you'd like." He just hoped he wouldn't bore Yumiya with his stories. With that kind of talk, Krikor felt a lot older than 32, instead feeling like a very old man regaling people with stories of his childhood.

"Ah..." Yumiya said with a humbled sigh, "... Wise words, indeed." He was much more mature for his age than he seemed, probably due to being so reserved, thus having more time to think about things like this naturally. It made him want to drink some tea, for some reason. "Yes! I really do think it's interesting!" he said again, "Please, tell me as much as you'd like!" He stood up, feeling somehow refreshed from their conversation. "Are you hungry? I'm in the mood for tea and I was thinking that perhaps while you were talking, I could go make some and maybe rustle us up something to eat, too..."