Jul 01 21:01:13 <Silvors>	Zita was in the courtyard, wearing sunglasses. Why was she wearing sunglasses and covered in a black jacket, hood up, dark tight-fitting jeans, and gloves? Because the sun makes her skin feel burnt, so she was bundled up, her lavender-dyed hair hanging out through the hood as she sat on the bench, doodling in a notebook. Also, it's the first day of February, so it's cold!
Jul 01 21:10:05 <Knave>	Dressed well for the cold is the boy who appears behind her, off to one side, wrapped as he is in a rather lavish but hastily-fastened black overcoat, big fine gloves on the hands behind his back. And perhaps the chunky goggles on his face is to keep the stinging cold and the sharp winter sunlight from his eyes. "Extreme photo-sensitivity, perhaps? An allergy to sunlight?" His voice is calm and measured, just a slight hint
Jul 01 21:10:05 <Knave>	of a European accent to it, "Am I privileged, perhaps, to see a creature of the night rendered diurnal?" A small, thin smile, just his front teeth showing beneath the pointed nose.
Jul 01 21:13:44 <Silvors>	Zita gives a glance over at the boy, her new sunglasses on her face before she shakes her head. "Um, no? I dunno what that means." Zita says with a frown and then a slight smile. More of a grin, really? Well it was her resting face, and that alone probably showed that she spent most of her time happy. Most of it. "I've got super senses, so the sun makes my skin all prickly and it makes my eyes hurt." She was a vampire though,
Jul 01 21:13:44 <Silvors>	as much as she loathed to be one. "Oh, and, uh, what does diurnal mean? I don't know that word!"
Jul 01 21:17:34 <Knave>	"Diurnal; of the day-time. Dawn to dusk. Vhen the sun is out." He points a gloved finger lazily up at the sky, his rat-smile plastered to his face and his German accent intensifying as he defines the English word. "It appears I was correct, though - photo-sensitivity; sensitivity to the light." He steps forward, looking down at her with a slightly tilted head, "In your time here, you were never diagnosed in... scientific terms?"
Jul 01 21:23:12 <Silvors>	Zita shrugged. "I never talked about it to any of the teachers, I think I'll get over it if I just, um, expose myself to it enough! Right? Yeah!" Zita nods her head and grins. "I totally will. I just gotta get out more." If that's Zita's plan though, maybe she should reconsider the whole, you know, literally being covered in clothes thing? "Besides, uh, I'm awesome! So I'll get over it." Zita nods her head, awesome people get over things.
Jul 01 21:26:11 <Knave>	Emmett looks at the sky, hands behind his back, and says idly, "I recall a story of a king who ate poisons with every meal, to build immunity. He succeeded, and when his castle was stormed, could not kill himself before he was captured." He recounts the tale dispassionately, then lowers his gaze. It can't be seen behind the goggles, but he seems to be looking at Zita, "There is precedent."
Jul 01 21:27:38 <Silvors>	Zita tilts her head in confusion. "So I shouldn't become not annoyed by sunlight, because if I do, I won't be able to commit suicide using sunlight when an bunch of people attack my castle? I don't like castles though, so am I okay? This is confusing." Zita didn't understand! She was taking it literally!
Jul 01 21:28:54 <Knave>	"Merely a passing thought." Emmett says, then directs his begoggled gaze with certainty towards Zita, "But vhere are my manners, here I am giving you lessons in history without first asking your name."
Jul 01 21:32:00 <Silvors>	Zita giggles, nodding her head. "I don't like castles, so okay! Oh, um, my name. I'm Zita! Zita Jasper!" She's from Italy, but the accent is barely noticeable at this point. Probably all the American exposure and pep. "Um, what's your name?"
Jul 01 21:33:25 <Knave>	Emmett offers a gloved hand to shake stiffly, "Emmett Walter Montgomery Percival Epstein." By contrast, Bavarian German drips off his name as he pronounces it, unlike his relatively clear English.
Jul 01 21:35:12 <Silvors>	Zita's last German friend made her cry a lot, so the accent threw her off a bit, but she didn't show it and instead just smiled, going to take his gloved hand in her own and shake it! "Zita, um, Jasper!" She didn't know her middle name!
Jul 01 21:39:51 <Knave>	"Indeed. A pleasure." He shakes firmly and uncomfortably, then withdraws his hand. "Might I inquire - I must apologize, as I am new to this world and am afraid I cannot contain my curiosity - is it merely your allergy to sunlight that brings you to the Fifth Sanctum?"
Jul 01 21:44:17 <Silvors>	Zita tilts her head then shakes it from side to side. "Uh, no. I have a power that lets me copy powers from artifacts... and I can control blood and stuff. It's a long story." Zita says with a sigh. "What d'you think about it here?"
Jul 01 21:48:57 <Knave>	"Artifacts..." He ponders quietly then seems to come back to reality, "I arrived only very recently, Miss Jasper, and have yet to fully grasp the essence of the place." He looks casually over the landscape, "Certainly, it is a change from my education in Ingolstadt. The architecture more contemporary, and American. The students more extraordinary. Anomalous, I hear, is the leading term, am I correct?" He twists his head to her, "Here I ask, but I do not know for how much longer than me you have been immersed in this second world. Revealed on Hallow's Eve. Significant? Do you think?"
Jul 01 21:51:56 <Silvors>	Zita looks very confused. "Second world?" She asks, not really understanding as she tilts her head. "Oh yeah! You said you were from some other dimension or something! Well, um, I was born here. So, uh, yeah. I guess my whole life?" Zita didn't know what he meant and decided to take what he said literally! Since, well, it's not like a new planet was made or anything, right?
Jul 01 21:55:19 <Knave>	Emmett's eyes snap to Zita on the "other dimension" comment, and he continues to stare at her for some time before adjusting his goggles and saying, "I see..." Emmett had always maintained a habit of assuming he was smarter than anyone he was talking to, but Zita was new. Lack of comprehension this profound must be a trick of some kind.
Jul 01 21:58:08 <Silvors>	Zita looks at him with a smile and a tilt of her head. Zita wasn't the best at paying attention, and words were finnicky in her head. "You do see! Cause you have eyes." Zita nods her head and giggles, sticking her tongue out at him before reeling it back in. "And goggles, for some reason... are you going to the pool?" Zita asks with a grin.
Jul 01 22:01:44 <Knave>	Emmett continues to look at her, and on the inside of his goggles readouts of her dimensions, temperature, and various algorithmic guesses as to her origins and nature based on visual information. "They help me to see." He says finally, "And I find the winter air can be harsh on the eyes."
Jul 01 22:05:24 <Silvors>	Well Zita did her best to hide her fangs with her lips, and anything that would reveal much about her origins was hidden by her clothing. She nods her head in agreement. "I don't like the winter, it's almost the spring though! So that'll be awesome."
Jul 01 22:08:28 <Knave>	"All seasons have their place." Emmett nods vaguely, looking off at the sky and beginning to ramble to himself, "Life and death. Spring to Winter. Birth, rise, decline, and demise. Unfortunate, but necessary. For now."
Jul 01 22:10:22 <Silvors>	Zita just blinks a few times in confusion at what he was talking about. "But, uh, some things don't die in the winter. So you're wrong." Zita says, before giggling and poking her tongue out! She outsmarted the guy with goggles!
Jul 01 22:14:09 <Knave>	"I spoke metaphorically. The Earth, the whole of her, dies as one in Winter, and is reborn with the Spring." He briefly takes off his goggles to polish them with a handkerchief, monogrammed E.E., revealing his dark brown eyes as he continues to talk to himself, "Primitive thinking, of course. The Earth is not a living being, and that which seems to die in Winter merely wears the veil of death, waiting for Spring to bloom
Jul 01 22:14:09 <Knave>	again in safety. Hibernates. No, the only think that dies in the Winter, Miss Jasper, is human beings." He replaces his goggles pointedly.
Jul 01 22:16:23 <Silvors>	Zita shakes her head. "Um, no they don't? We have air conditioning and blankets so we don't die from the winter. And, um, when it's winter one place it's not winter somewhere else. So it doesn't die as one, right? It like... a quarter dies? I think. I dunno, I'm not a geologist!" Zita, that's completely the wrong field.
Jul 01 22:18:39 <Knave>	"Nor I." He says diplomatically, "Geology held my interest only briefly, though I may in time revisit my studies on crystals and their... potential." He frowns, for a moment, and turns a half-pace away, "Alas, it is expensive research."
Jul 01 22:21:02 <Silvors>	Zita nods her head. "Crystals are nice, I like emeralds." Zita nods her head, emeralds were her favorite color, Green! Well, actually she preferred a brighter, neon shade of green, but Emeralds looked pretty! "So, yeah!"
Jul 01 22:22:53 <Knave>	"Indeed? Not jasper?" He chuckles softly at the excuse for a joke. He appears to have genuinely amused himself.
Jul 01 22:23:32 <Silvors>	Zita blinks a few times and tilts her head. "Noo? Those aren't green." Zita says with a pout. "Green jaspers would be cool though!"
Jul 01 22:26:01 <Knave>	"Then I will feel no regret should I ever fill you with envy, hm?" He smirks, tilts his head slightly at the wordplay.
Jul 01 22:27:08 <Silvors>	Zita blinks a few times, getting confused before giggling. "You should! I'm a nice person and you're a nice person, so you shouldn't be mean to other nice persons or else you won't be a nice person!"
Jul 01 22:30:25 <Knave>	"Indeed," He says as he adjusts his goggles again, looking away and lowering his voice icily, "I believe it vas Immanuel Kant who first theorized as such." He breezes past the sarcasm, back to his good-natured but unnaturally rodent-like smile, "Well, I am afraid I have quite had my fill of the cold. If you would excuse me, Miss Jasper, it has been a pleasure to make your acquaintance."
Jul 01 22:33:49 <Silvors>	Zita nods her head and then waves her hand. "Okay, um, bye! It's nice talking to you too." She says with a nod and a grin. "I hope we hang out again sometime!" She adds in. Making friends is important, right? So she should definitely start doing that more again!
Jul 01 22:35:25 <Knave>	With a stiff wave, Emmett trudges off back to Andromeda Hall. He paid careful attention, and noted the talk of enhanced senses. So his quiet smile didn't drop to a look of contempt until he was well away, behind Zita's back, and he didn't make a groan of revulsion until he was safely in his own dorm room.
Jul 01 22:36:40 <Silvors>	-Scene Met-