(Just insulting his father to his face, very classy eric)
"That sounds like Lancelot and his second, did the woman have silver hair?" Percival asked.

Eric sighed and said "I'm sorry Will." forgetting that will did ot feel the same.

“It’s no issue,” Ryker replied, holding up his glass before taking a drink.

“When shall we spar?” Will asked.

"I don't suppose you know where any others are, do you?" Percival asked.

Eric said "Sorry, Will, ot this time."

“You think it will be harder, convincing people?” Ryker asked.

Gendry walked in, grinning from ear to ear. “I might not have to work so much this semester thanks to it, least not hour wise,” he said.

Suzanne held her arm out to Thomas as she entered the dorm, and he leapt up to settle on her shoulder. “Everything went well, you have several students in your dorm as well,” he remarked to her mentally as she walked through the hallways. Seemed everyone’s stuff arrived in one piece. She headed towards her room, which was attached to the common area so she was available for easy access. She’d put her stuff up and then make sure everyone knew there was a dorm meeting that evening.

"Do you think they'll all believe what you've said?" Ryker asked ambiguously, referring to Amelia being Pendragon's daughter as an image of her jumped into his mind.

"For this semester, at least," Gendry said, sinking into the chair across from them. "Suzanne isn't super happy, but she has her own class and her RA stuff," he said, waving his hand dismissively.

"A flirt, isn't he?" Thomas asked Suzanne. She snickered quietly, smirking as she moved across the common room to the RA room, so labeled. She glanced disdainfully at the wall meant for announcements, knowing she should post something. She didn't want to, heading inside her room to scribe something. Then she'd start her rounds.

Will took a heavy breath as he stopped to standing outside his father's office, having rushed home rather urgently. He rubbed his face, running his hands through his hair to put it back in place as he ran through what he wanted to say once more, and knocked three times on the door.

"Of course," Ryker nodded, taking another sip of the glass of wine. He was beginning to feel the alcohol now, settling him into a comfortable buzz. He was glad Delsin didn't try to pick out what they were talking about.

"Teaching experience, mostly. This is the last step before I can start teaching on my own, if I wanted to," Gendry explained.

After a few minutes, Suzanne was satisfied with the neatly lettered announcement. It read,

Meeting in the common room tonight, (date), at Sundown.

Classes start tomorrow, (date)!

Questions or issues, check in with me.

If I don't answer, I'm not here or I am busy."

Suzanne hung it up outside of her room, and with a heavy sigh, she went over her roster quietly. 30 new students, all her responsibility. She didn't know mounting success meant becoming an adult babysitter. Quill in hand, Thomas trailing her feet, Suzanne set out to start meeting her students. It was the same thing every time: knock twice, knock twice again if no answer with the announcement of "It's your dorm leader, open up!" followed by her brief introduction once they hurriedly opened the door, "Hey, my name is Suzanne, I'm your Residential Assistant or RA. I'm in place to help if it's needed. I'm not going to go into the whole spiel, I'll do that tonight. We have a meeting tonight at sundown, make sure you're there, I will be taking attendance. Any questions?" which was usually followed with too many questions or queries about Thomas. She deferred the former to the evening, and the latter she deigned to answer. Thomas accepted many excited pets as they were offered, much to Suzanne's judgement. She headed to the next room, "Camus, that's...the one from earlier, right?" she asked Thomas, who confirmed, as she reached up to knock twice.

Ryker was mildly curious, but only listened to them talk. "Are you hoping to find just the knights? Or...?" he asked, implying recruiting more.

"I dunno," Gendry said, shrugging. "It doesn't seem bad, but...I definitely like to get down in the dirt. Not much plant stuff indoors."

Suzanne frowned at the skeleton answering the door, knowing that the student here definitely wasn't a skeleton. Oh, that's right.. "You were the one who asked about undead when I was talking about registering familiars," Suzanne stated, studying the skeletal form that had been beat rather to hell. "Are you sure this thing isn't just going to fall apart at any moment?"

"You don't want to be caught unawares, the further ahead you plan, the more you have to plan for," Ryker agreed.

Gendry looked to Brenna as she spoke, nodding as she did. "Yeah, I probably will. I don't much want to leave the safety bubble we have here, you know?" he stated. "I know here in Arcana you guys'll be safe."

Suzanne looked up at him for a moment, her mouth shifting to a pouting frown as she took in his size. Separated by a crowd and space as they had before, she hadn't realized how massive her was. It wasn't typical for her to be so much shorter than someone, as tall as she was, and yet he stood a whole head and shoulders above her. She waved her wand after a brief pause and the door frame stretched and widened to better accommodate his size. "If your room is too small we can go about altering that as well. Particularly your bed, no point in suffering. And maybe worry about getting your bare bones of a room put together before offering to help others?" She suggested, though she didn't outwardly react beyond a raised eyebrow. “Anyways, yeah, I'm your RA, in place to help if it's needed. I'm not going to go into the whole spiel. We have a meeting tonight at sundown, make sure you're there," she said. 

"If they have any stew, I'd love some and some bread," Ryker said.

"You know that's impossible to ask me not to worry, Brenna," Gendry said.

Suzanne huffed, not really keen on doing things but knowing it'd only be more irritating if she had to file the paperwork for it. "If I can do it, please," she muttered, giving him a brief up and down glance as she stepped inside. She looked at the bed and waved her wand thrice, once for the bed, again for the mattress, and again for the sheets. The sheets bulked up as the mattress and frame both elongated and widened, though it took up a good portion of the room now. "Will that suffice?" she asked.