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Ori made a face that made her look almost as wide-eyed as an anime character. "WOAH."
Pyra looked at her. "What?"
"Naaaathinggggg..." Ori grinned. "Anyway, it's nice to meet you Vivi!"


OOC: I CLAIM MUSIC AS ORI'S DORM PARTNER. OR PLAGUE. YA, PLAGUE. PLAGUE IS NOW ORI'S PARTNER!!! biggrin

OOC: Actually, if you don't mind, Random-san, could you leave the spaces and when we're done send it to me? I have a rabid editing mind, as well as a little bit of control-freak. It would be weird to have things like Music tuning her violin, then Plague talking about Music turning her violin after Music talks about it.

IC: Ori blinked, drawn back from her daydream about motorcycles. "I want to hear you play!" She picked up on the conversation immediately.
Pyra, who has spent the day in a hotel room with the crack-headed seven year old, passed her the drawing pad.
Ori looked at it, then at Plague. "Woah." She tossed it to the lab-coated girl across the aisle.

"Really? Wow, your alias is cool! From what I heard, not very many aliases were normal names!" She giggled at the end of her sentence, and looked out the window. "OOH! LOOK!" She pointed at a motorcycle they passed. "Isn't that one cool?"

((Woo...))

Ori frowned, leaning close enough to almost bump noses with the other student.
Suddenly she backed off, grinning. "I'm Ori! What's your name?"
Pyra looked over at the sudden noise, and raised an eyebrow. 'Bipolar much?'

Ori blinked at the person next to her, curiosity in her eyes. She always knew when someone was uneasy, or angry, or sad, no matter how much they tried to hide it. Her young eyes could look a person over and immediately profile them. That being said, if anyone professional tried to hide something from her, they would succeed.
She eyed the person's shaking hands, and frowned. "Are you okay?" She asked, concerned.

Ori got into the back seat of the limo, almost afraid to touch the leather with her bare skin. She loved cars. She loved them more than airplanes. In fact, the only thing she loved more than cars and cameras happened to be motorcycles. She crossed her legs, buckling herself into the seat next to the red-head.
Pyra sighed, already bored. Pulling out a pad of paper, she began to draw whatever came to mind.