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Her experience of the school. Considering Eirika had not been there long, she wasn't sure what experiences she could really talk about. She supposed the biggest experience was the one that separated her lifestyle in Magvel from the one in the academy. To base it on lifestyle, the academy's was undoubtedly better, which was inevitably unnerving. But Eirika knew not to say it like that.

But Furiae's question was actually far more pleasant than she was expecting.

Eirika shook her head, "No. Not in the least. I am surprised I am not more obvious by my style of dress or my room. Most know within moments of my company that I am most certainly not of this time." She motioned about, "I'm not accustomed to electricity or computers. The technology here is very advanced in comparison to where I'm from. These are luxuries unavailable to my people and to me."

"I thought so, but I did not want to presume." Furiae tilted her head, motioning indirectly to the monitor and desktop, her free hand lifting up to near her shoulder - they were behind it, after all. "I have been taught how to use what we are given, but I do not fully understand them... but they are impressive. I had never thought a tool could ever exist with the ability to show us pictures of anything that we might ask for."

Google Images, man. How about that.

But the topic moving to the device did make Furiae think, of how familiar Eirika's voice was, in a way. "I have heard you on the Network, I believe, in the past."

Furiae was a few steps ahead of Eirika, which came as little surprise. Eirika was intensely stubborn and had refused to integrate herself in with the academy's rule setting. She still had yet to touch the keyboard that came to her computer. She had no portable device to carry with her. She refused the uniform on several occasions. Too proud was the princess to lose any remaining bond with her homeland and she feared she would grow far too accustomed to any of it.

It was all a form of power, after all, and Eggman had proven just how destructive such advancements could be. If she could help it, she wouldn't allow such monstrosities to plague her people or her kingdom. All in all, it left her feeling very regal and protective over the women, men, and children who had been or would be slain in her name.

As Furiae moved along seamlessly, Eirika nodded. "I do not speak up much or often, but I have been here for some calendar months. For a good deal of time, my interest was in the various portals that house the entry and exit points into other worlds, as I was told that this academy is considered a centralised location. As if to imply if there is a beginning and an end, this very point is what sits between opened chapters and closed books."

Furiae had only been a few steps ahead in that she had help with the technology, though admittedly, while certain parts of the computer were curious things, the woman did not prefer it to what was familiar, such as books in the library.

But Eirika's words took her a small moment, letting the way she described the portals sink in. It was poetic, odd, but not so unusual from texts. But the subject of portals was one that did interest her to a degree. Furiae knew not much about the portals, only that they existed and had left with her a false impression of the land when she had first arrived. Yet her brother had also been able to use one, hadn't he...

"Did you wish to find a way to use them?"

She had to stop and think about that, because the whole decision behind that had been a long one. For nearly half a calendar year, Eirika had obsessed her free waking thoughts on finding a way back to Magvel. She had suffered through grand homesickness that disrupted her ability to be near the people she had grown invested in. She had... longed and wished and hoped to not feel so alone in a world that was completely new and foreign to her. And in many ways, several of those thoughts had not left her. If anything, the latter was far more prominent with Innes having left. But those were all very deep considerations and she had barely begun breaking into them with Connor. It wasn't about to begin where she'd divulge them so easily.

"It is true that when I first arrived here I had wanted nothing more than to return to my homeland. My arrival here was not of my volition and what proceeds in my absence is something I should be present for. But it's also a matter out of my hands and it is my responsibility to hold faith in the people I left behind to have the strength needed to carry on without me as long as necessary."

Weaving her hands together, she found her posture straightening, "However, I feel I can do a great deal of good while I'm here. I can wait to return home, and when I do find that portal, perhaps all things will be in a better station. I've not the power to see the future, but I know what it is that I want to accomplish and I'll do what I can and what I must."

Dorm Log: Scorching Summer Edition

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