Striding into the work areas where she was supposed to set up her cubicle, Dessie eyed the room with apparent awe, forgetting her nervousness for a second. It was so new and shiny - amazing work! Smiling, she began to make her way to an empty cubicle she saw, hoping that it was indeed in her Division's allotted area... It looked like it. There were Quidditch stuff all over the place.

As she set her bag down on the table, she immediately felt a little less nervous. The space had a home-y vibe to it, and she could see herself spending quite a lot of time in here. Opening her bag, she took out a flower box and put it on her desk. Decorating: done. The yellow flowers brightened up the spot a LOT while at the same time they didn't remind her of ANYTHING from back home.

Which was only a good thing.

... What now? Who was from her division? Could she talk to others? Eeek. THIS was the part she had been dreading most - like being the new kid in school, only worse. When you're a kid, you can pretend to be someone cool and get away with it - with people this age, it's very transparent if you're not acting like yourself.

At least, it was with her.