everything was made for you and me

[ronstadt]

Who: Ronstadt and ... you, maybe?
What: Getting his bearings
Where: Valhudor Tower / Dining Hall / Kedrigan Hall, with a TL comment for those who want to continue TDM threads!
When: The first few days
Warnings: None yet! I'll add any in comment headers if they come up.

Valhudor Tower
He didn't arrive with more than the clothes on his back, so it doesn't take Ronstadt long to set up in Room 911... though he's amused that the tower's dorm numbering is a bit haphazard. He makes the hike up to the common room at the top of the tower, and proceeds to be absolutely awed by the ceiling, flopping down in one of the comfortable chairs. Once he's daydreamed long enough, he heads back down to explore, stopping in the entrance hall to look over the memorabilia and get vaguely distracted by the Bala-Inlota trophies and case. Mostly because he doesn't know what the heck any of it means.

Dining Hall
It had been a while since his last meal - a whole world, even - so Ronstadt's stomach led him to the Dining hall, where he was pleased and amazed to find that there was already plenty of food to choose from, and he didn't have to order anything or try to figure out what things were on a menu. As he filled a plate with what were hopefully homefries, a few sausage patties, and ... well, they looked like scrambled eggs, even if the color was a little odd ... he glanced over at whoever was closest by.

"You don't suppose the chefs here can manage anything resembling a chalupa?"

Kedrigan Hall
Stomach full, properly hydrated with some sort of iced tea, Ronstadt decided to try and figure out where his classes were. It had been a long time since he'd been to anything even vaguely resembling school, and even those memories were... Let's just say he wasn't sure he could rely on them well. Learning magic had been high on his list before he'd even arrived, so he was determined to not screw this up. And he had enough memories of being abysmally late for classes because he couldn't remember where he was supposed to be, or had gotten lost, or what have you. Armed with the map he'd been issued, he crossed the grounds to Kedrigan hall, checking his watch to see how long it would take him to get from point A to point B.

Unfortunately, the sheer amount of magic in the place tripped his Craydar before he was even ten yards from the front door, and he wrapped an arm around his stomach, gritting his teeth with a groan as the presence of so much magic hit him. Every blood cell in his veins felt like it was tingling, and he lowered his head, closing his eyes. The last time he'd felt something even a fraction of this strength, his eyes had lit up like tractor trailer high-beams, and he didn't want anyone coming up on him just to be freaked out by the new guy with the mop of blond hair in the red-and-orange robes.

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[ronstadt]

"Thanks," he says quickly, before Harry resumes speaking about his third year. He quickly finds where they are, and their respective dorms. Not too far from each other, he thinks: if they find Aer et Calculum first, he can remember the directions from there to Valhudor easily enough.

As they walk the corridors, he listens, taking in the details around them as well. Bala Inlota trophy cases, tapestries, strange little sculptures and plaques commemorating old faculty and notable alumni.

"Wow, yeah, that - that sounds like an awful lot to keep straight in your head. Besides, how do you even study for that many quizzes and tests? I'd lose it. Your friend must've been really smart, even to do it for a little while."

[phoenixwiz]

“I would definitely agree as well: that would take a lot of effort and time to juggle a lot of classes. She’s definitely among the smartest people I have ever known in my world,” Harry agrees, thinking back on Hermione’s brilliant mind, “I honestly think that she would have beaten most of my classmates academic wise in many subjects. She even made the point of reading all the textbooks ahead of the academic year.”

[ronstadt]

"What I Did On My Summer Vacation," he said in an oratory tone, as they reached the first staircase. Putting one hand on the banister, he continued the joke as a way to distract himself from the fear that it might start moving beneath them. "I will now proceed to give all of the year's book reports in advance so that I might spend them reporting on extra credit."

[phoenixwiz]

Harry started to burst out in laughter while he listens to Ronstadt’s monologue in delight during their search for the house dorms. When they came across the set of stairs he is wondering if these things could move around like the ones in Hogwarts.

But as it turns out, they don’t function the same way those staircases: in fact, they remain stationary as he took the first steps to see if they could move.

“Well, it looks like these wouldn’t budge at all,” he informs him upon observing the stairs themselves.

[ronstadt]

It was good to know he was actually getting along with someone, Ronstadt thought. He'd never thought of himself as a 'people person'. He'd had one coworker that he got along with, and he might have had a shot at a girlfriend if he hadn't ended up here, and that had been enough for him. So knowing that he'd at least have the one friend here in Anastara made him grin right back at Harry... and then his grin widened in relief.

"Thank God," he chuckled. "I hate not knowing where I'm going. I spent long enough doing that before I got to L.A."

[phoenixwiz]

“Same here,” he agrees with Ronstadt on that, the thought of getting lost sounds rather horrifying when in a different world, “Glad that we won’t have to worry about moving staircases in here. I got to commend whoever built this for having the foresight not to include them into the campus.”

[ronstadt]

Harry's remark earned him a half chuckle. "Man," Ronstadt said, "I dunno about that. Going by the Headmaster's letter I got? If you tell them they missed an opportunity to do something weird, they'd probably want to install magic crazy stairs."

He glanced down at the map. "Just about to your dorm, I think... if I'm reading this right."

[phoenixwiz]

Harry looks around to see the name of Aer et Calculum house on the map and there are silver and black colors that accompany the house’s name, confirming Ronstadt’s observation.

“Yep, we’re almost nearing the dorm of my school house right about now,” he replies in return, “I do hope that my new roommates will be very friendly and don’t bite at all.”

[ronstadt]

"... Shit, I didn't even think about biting being a possibility. Did ... did you have bitey roommates at the other place? Is that a problem? A common one, I mean?"

His eyes widened. What if werecritters went here? Or blood-guzzlers, or - heaven forbid - Longcoats? Did Longcoats even need to go to school, or were they just ... magic-eaters from birth? He didn't really want to think about it.

[phoenixwiz]

“I didn’t mean it literally,” Harry tries to calm him down, “I just hope that my roommates are going to be on the friendlier side. I had lived in a dorm before in my world and we did tolerated each other a lot: some of the roommates I had in there are even my friends too.”