With her Nose in the Air...

Zhanna had found this room earlier in the week, but now she was curious to actually send more time looking through the trophies and other sorts of indications of honor this school had to offer. She found honor, glory, and worth the three things she prided her school in, and the only material way to compare was by comparing their trophy galleries.

She found this room... quaint. As in hopelessly pathetic. By her best judgment, the Durmstrang counterpart to this room was three or so times larger this room, and fuller, though much better organized... Whoever had been the interior decorator of Hogwarts had obviously been blind. And deaf. Those colors were loud.

She strolled the aisles and ran a hand over a bronze plague, a layer of filth, grime, dust, and various sludge coming onto her delicate finger. She felt her lip curl slightly and she wiped the excess material on the edge of the trophy. Not only did Durmstrang have more trophies, they had more pride in them...

Faylen was taking a stroll through Hogwarts, avoding any light as possible. He kept towards the dark areas and conintued in to the Trophey Room, which he hadnt been in yet. He sighed and walked in seeing a girl from the other schools, it was aparent that she wasnt a Hogwarts student from her look. He walked over to the other side of the Trophey Room opposite of her not speaking nor even achknowledgeing that she was even in the room at all. His dark depressed blue eyes scanned over the flithy trophies and he smirked at how his own school didnt tak care of them.

Zhanna blinked as someone walked into the room, her eyes darting towards him as her hand slipped in her pocket and wrapped around her lighter. She flicked it once, twice... The spark licked her leg and she felt her heart rate remain the normal. She freaked out in awkward situations and fire always managed to keep her calm. Life of a pyromaniac...

But with the flame came her confidence. She blew her hair out her face and glanced over at him, flicking her eyebrow higher as she clicked her tongue. She had a feeling that this boy was Hogwarts; he had that hopeless look about him. "Ve at Durmstrang actually take care of our trophies. Do you at Hogwarts not hold the same ideals?"

Faylen looked over to the girl who spoke to him in a werid accent, Drumstrang he could tell know. "Aparently not." He said rolling his eyes and then shoving his hands into his pockets. He didnt care rather the girl thought he was rude or not, he wasnt here to please anyone.

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Zhanna scoffed and continued to browse through the trophies, wondering what it was with these Hogwarts students. Did none of them hold any pride in their school, at all? Did any of them care that foreigners were evaluation their attitude and comparing it to themselves. They may think only their champion was being judged, but they were wrong...

She sighed and pulled out her lighter, flicking it on, no longer content with hiding it in her pocket to do so. She had a compulsion and she would not be meekly hiding it anymore. Obviously, these Hogwarts students did not care, so why should she? She ran a hand over her short hair and turned her doll face to look at they boy. "Is there anything interesting to do in this school?" She sincerely doubted it.

((sorry sorry I was a bit tired when I posted it))

Faylen watched as she looked around taking out a lighter and flicking,probably a pryo he thought to himself. He thought about her question if there was anything to do around Hogwarts and came up with a blank "Probably not." he said in a deep but tired voice. He was tired of the trophies uglyness and brought out his wand and flicked it whispering a spell he knew personally. With in a split second every trophy was clean and sparkling, It brought some light in the room and he flinched from it all backing off to a darken corner.

Zhanna was staring at the trophies still, moving a foot to the left or right, this way or that way when she decided to investigate a new plaque or new cup. trophy, whatever she found, reading the names, though none of them told her very much. Much to her anyway. Though, in all fairness, she doubted that anything she found in Hogwarts would mean much to her.

She saw the boy pull out his wand and she eyed him cautiously out of the corner of her eye, one hand slipping in her pocket to finger her own wand nervously, preparing a defense. But she saw him point it at the trophies and suddenly they sparkled and he withdrew. Clever. She turned to him, holding delicately out one of her dainty hands. "I'm Zhanna. You?"

(Posting as Faylen)
Faylen eyes hurt from all the light and groaned. He heard the girl give her name and he slowly opened his eyes and shook her hand that she had withdrew,shaking it lightly as it looked as if he shooked to hard it would break. "Faylen Dark Shadows." He said introducing himself with his full name to her sighing as his eyes got use to the light. He let go of her hand after giving her his name and looked up at the ceiling then back down to the floor and then to her.

Zhanna noticed the boy groan and close her eyes and she raised an eyebrow, thinking of several spells that could dim the lighting, but when had she ever begun catering to the wants of her peers. Though technically, this boy was not her peer. She doubted he knew the things she did; his school was not qualified to teach him half the things she could do.

He introduced himself and she noted his rather dainty handshake. Was it for her own delicacy or was he simply puny? She smirked at his name and said, "Irony. Or did you just adopt the light sensitivity to accompany your rather specific surname?"

((Posting as Faylen))

Faylen was getting tired of all the lights "Do you mind?" he said not bothering for an answer, he had to dim the lights. He took out his wand and whisper a spell while flicking his wand as well. He sighed happily as the lights darkened. He looked back at the girl showing no emotion "Yes where was we? My name?" He raised an eyebrow. Had she just insulted his name? He wasnt so sure "What is wrong with my name small one?" he said to her