Crevan. No last name. It was an odd sort of thing, most people had last names, more candidates. Even she had taken a last name at some point, though she couldn't remember precisely why. Danica was looking at his file, they had passed him her direction, pointed him out to her hoping that she might take him. It was easier for her to school "immortal" students. Older students. She rose out of the chair behind her desk humming wondering how he would react to her, the program all these things.
Her thin fingers held onto the pack of the chair as she looked around her apartment for a second. Perhaps the proper motivation to most students, truly Aedolin students would be to see a Pilots apartment. They were fantastic abodes, far above the rest...literally and metaphorically. It would show them what they were working for a sort of freedom, more than they'd have anywhere else.
She walked over to her closet pulling her v-neck short sleeved black sweater on over a long red skirt. She often tried to look her best, even when she didn't have to. It was a standards thing, she thought more Pilots should have embraced it. Wandering over to the door she grabbed her phone sliding it into her pocket and headed to the ATC. One of her favorite things about being a Pilot was the automatic respect she received. Danica had experience the oppression of women in minor ways when she had been blending in over the years. She'd felt the oppression of not being human, now she was at the top of the tower. One person above her, then the dragons. It felt...right.
When she arrived at the ATC she walked through the halls. It was obvious she a Pilot, the clothes she was wearing stood out against the monotonous gray of all the candidates. She mostly ignored the candidates but passed her mind over their own looking for any mention of her candidate anywhere. He wasn't showing up in too many places. A couple girls had noticed him here or there. Most of them had the opinion he seemed nice. Nice, but quiet. More of a loner.
After a while of winding through the halls and observing various minds she checked her watch to see if it was time yet. She normally arrived early for things though the first few meetings with candidate she tried to view time a little loosely. Danica expected a lot from her Candidates, however she also knew there was an adjustment period. Though not a very long one.
She nodded to herself and headed towards his room. Hopefully he wouldn't be a disappointment as some of her previous candidates had been.
