Apr. 2nd, 2016

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[Arrival at Hogwarts - Before sorting, School grounds / Hallways]

[Honestly, Kenya believes flying the distance would have been faster. But the School had insisted they do this the regular way and thus he had to endure the draggingly slow trip by the magical clouds, with nothing to do than to lie on the soft, cotton-candy like surface and stare at the blue sky. Joy. But at least he has the time to think what to say to his friend, once he's face to face with the guy. Honestly... To cause such a giant upheaval was usually Kenya's job and Shiraishi's to pull him out of trouble. Well. At least he could repay the favor now. After he gives his best friend a piece of his mind of course. There's a lot of pent up energy in him.]

These damn clouds are way too slow!

[He declares, once he's on the ground, as he stretches his muscles and tarts walking towards the castle in a brisk pace. Now only to find the headmistress office. Preferably before getting lost... Or maybe it's too late for that?]

[After sorting, Hallways]

[The sorting goes rather quickly and uneventfully, though the... hat... thing... whatever does hesitate for a moment whether Huff...puff something isn't more suited for him, but in the end decides for... Ravenbeak? Ravenfeather... Ravenclaw! That's it. Kenya really needs to remember that, since he'll be staying here for a while. He wonders what house Shiraishi's in. He'll find out later. For now he needs to find out how to get to his dormitory. And not get lost. Again.]

Seriously, what's up with this castle?!

[Settled, Hallways / Great Hall]

[It's his luck, that by the time he's settled and has a room and a bed to sleep in (the dormitory turns out to be in one of the towers and Kenya thinks the view is the most amazing thing, and frankly, he's really happy he got sorted into that house and not the other one, because as he hears it's in the basement and that's NOT where Kenya wants to spend the next half a year, maybe longer), lunch has rolled around. He's farmished. That day a blonde haired boy can be seen running through the hallways at the speed of a cheetah, bumping into people as he goes, usually yelling an apology, not even turning to look around. Once he arrives at the great hall, it's like an Oasis for a man who spent a week in the desert. The people, the food... the ceiling omg! Now he only needs to find an empty seat.]

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