 • HuffleStud • Knight of The Zodiac • Manly Beard-Grower • Cicatrice de Harry •
Kirk was here of course, potentially spaced out. At least that's how it appeared to others from his silent statue. When the American school arrived, he was a perplexed on their entry. It was quirky, especially with everyone escaping from the boot. He was very curious since then of the other school, since he had no direct connection to them. Well.. except the Headmistress, he had seen her before at one of his dad's house parties a few years ago. Other than that they were perfect strangers to him.
Anyway, Kirk remained blank face once they were in the Great Hall. Seating with the other claws as usual, he couldn't help joining in on the questioning of who would be selected. "Hope you got your speech ready, Hadley." He had entered himself, but the chances on his selection were very slim. So the least he could do was root for another.
Maybe even Mason got selected, "Good book?" He casually asked. If it was, then he wasn't gonna stop his little adventure. Especially when an American girl stopped by. Could she sit? "It's cool.." Madelyn's accent was quite strong, he noted. "I'm Kirk. I take that it's warmer over at Ilvermorny?" He had no clue where in America the school was after all.
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