"Hello, and welcome to Ster Academy." said the receptionist at the front desk. "How may I help you?"
You paused. "I.. uh..." You glanced across the room, nervously. "I would like to enroll."
The receptionist, a blond-haired human lady, smiled. "Sure." She was about to say more, but you heard a strange beep from her computer. She glanced at the monitor, and she looked extremely startled, and a bit angry.
"I'm terribly sorry." She said in a hurried, distracted kind of way. "I just recieved... please take a pamphlet from the stack over there. It has all the information you need."
She started typing furiously, and clearly she would not be distracted.
You walked over to the edge of the granite counter, and picked up a nice sheet of paper, with fancy typed writing.
You still had some questions, so you dared to walk up to the receptionist. You paused for a moment, unsure, then asked her calmly, "Okay, so how exactly do I enroll?"
She kept typing.
You cleared your throat.
She kept typing.
You glanced around, unnerved.
"Simply fill out a request in the Registration Room and verify that you are an Imp or have a plushie, answer all questions completely and honestly, fold your paper horizontally and place it in the slot marked "Registration Forms" and wait until you are requested or denied." She burst out. "And have a nice day." She added firmly, but unbelievingly.
