Welcome to Gaia! ::

Hotari made a face to herself as she heard the boy's voice, and as she shook her hands off to heal them some, she looked up, glancing for the source. I'm fine...Please don't call me ma'am? I'm very much a young lady. She laughed to herself and moved to her feet, lifting her skirts some so she could look to her knees easier, making another disappointed face to see that she'd managed to skin them some as well. She brushed her hands over her knees and the minor scrapes disappeared as if nothing had happened. I'm sorry if I interrupted you? She offered, gesturing to the book he clutched so close to himself.

Quite the contrary, actually, Hotari offered, brushing her skirts off now that she'd healed herself and the tingly stings had faded. There's probably more magic here than the otherwise. She nodded to him before tilting her head, a slightly sarcastic, almost thoughtful tone to her voice as she asked How do you force a habit? It was a rhetorical question, but his attempt to answer it might prove somewhat amusing. She clasped her hands behind her back while she watched him, waiting for what he might say next.

If you'd like, I'll be on my way and you can return to your book? Hotari tilted her head to the boy, inwardly amused with his rather skittish behavior. You seem like you were quite taken with it. She shrugged a slender shoulder and tilted her head the other way, her eyes examining the boy's features, curious about his nervousness.

Hotari continued to examine Jordiar, her expression rather blank for a long moment before she smiled brightly. Well, if you know how the story goes, maybe you'd like to do something different? mm...Make friends with me? She offered a curtsy to the boy, her eyes glittering mischiviously.

Hotari crinkled her nose some and shifted slightly closer to the boy. Forced friends? Why? She knew in the back of her mind that she shouldn't ask such personal questions, but curiosity was getting the better of her, and she wanted to pick apart the workings of this boy's mind some before sharing anything about herself, as she knew herself well enough to realize that once she popped that top, he'd know more than she'd really mean to share in no time.

Ah, well, Jor-Jordiar, Hotari started, grinning to the boy as she offered her hand. I don't think you seem all that freaky...and, My name is Hotari. She bowed her head to him in a half-curtsy and tilted her head to him some, still examining his features.

Hotari laughed lightly at Jordiar, clasping her hands behind her back to keep from patting his head. Don't be silly - You'd have to be remarkably stranger for me to even half thing you to be strange. She tilted her head and stepped closer again to the boy, curious as to why he seemed so attatched to the book he clutched. So..What's your book about?