Uhm furry one what of registration she says while tinkering.

Silgon is impressed with the size of the room, even if it is ment for 2. He will pick the left side of the room and unpack his clothes. Drop his pack in the closet. And head out to walk the floor. He has his sword near his side as usual and shurikens hidden in his vest. He wants to meet and greet other students.

Marty clomped loudly but not awkwardly up the steps, avoiding hazards like diabolic fiends and fellow students carrying boxes up to their rooms.  Once on the fifth floor she rolled swiftly up to the door for 507 and tried the knob.

"Locked."  She decided after a moment's effort.  "of course."  She had a key... somewhere.  She probably left it inside the room.  She shrugged and pulled a tiny kit from somewhere about her person, and after fiddling for barely longer than it took to use a key she felt a satisfying click and let herself in.

Inside she witnessed what looked like a battle scene or maybe a construction site, or perhaps the aftermath of a tiny yet formidable force of nature.  "Don't skate into the hole."  She told herself aloud as she skated around an area of ruined tile flooring.  "This had better not come out of my deposit!'  In fact, unless he wanted to share half the bill, she'd better report it.

She spotted her key where she'd left it, on her desk, under a layer of cement dust and construction debris that wasn't there earlier.  She snagged it and rolled back into the hall, swaying to maintain speed as she headed for the RA's room.

She grinned and waved at Rae as she passed, but didn't know the way to whereever it was she as asking about, so just shrugged and shook her head.  "Sorry, no."

Stopping on a silver, she paused before knocking.  It wouldn't do to get a rep as a snitch or a whiner, but... there was a giant hole in her room!  And she wasn't going to pay for the repairs!  She knocked.  "Hey!"  She called through the door.  "Anyone home"

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While maki is tinkering with a weapon design she asks the fuzzy one when,3pm is also what this chearleading is?

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The dragonborn steps out of his room to see a woman rollerskate by in one direction, while a man made of woodpulp and steel backs away from another.

Said living construct opens the door to his room to find one side of the room fairly immaculate. The other is practically covered in dirty underpants, empty snack food bags, open pizza boxes, crushed beer cans, crumbs, socks, and the inevitable organic build-up that would grow from such a thing.
Also goblinoid porn magazines, the less said about the better.

The door to the RA's office opens as Marty knocks, and the door is filled with a face. A bobbing, green face with a single massive eye in the center, a tremendous, toothy mouth beneath is, and a gigantic Sigil Prep baseball cap to top it off. The five foot head hovers above the floor with no body at all, drool dripping from the areas where the teeth extend beyond the lips.
It speaks and the voice is surprisingly high-pitched, a bit raspy, and oddly nasal for something that has no visible nose. "Well, hi! You must be one of new students, I'm Neil. I'll be your RA and it's a pleasure to meet'cha! What can I do for ya, pal?"