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Cassirin
"It takes a while to figure things out," Mo agreed, propping his elbows on the table as he gazed up at his pile of plastic cups. A pyramid. He was like the Pharaoh of Solo right now. "I'm a fourth year as well. Last year was my first year here, but I attended Beauxbatons for first and second year. I don't suppose we had the same friends there."
He carefully built a catapult out of plastic silverware as he spoke. It was difficult for him to just sit here and not be BUSY with something, but such were the wonders of the Ravenclaw mind. Or the Branxton mind. "We usually have normal dishes. It's really nice here. Usually. Almost no one dies. Look, I bet I can flip a spoon all the way to the Head Table. You want to see if you can one farther?"
Oh, their first new First Year. Mo scooted down the table and unearthed one of his cups for the girl. "Welcome to Ravenclaw. Have a cup. It'll be about forever until they actually finish up and feed us, but you're welcome to flip a spoon at the Head Table with us."
"Thank you" answered Raven to the nice boy who looked a little bit older than her. She did what he said about the spoon and cup and then turned to look at him. "What year are you in? I'm Raven, by the way."