spaceMorgan knelt patiently on one knee in front of the blushing Ariana, a smile forming on her face over the light touches. It wasn't often she let someone touch her. Even more surprising was that Ariana was a stranger. Though, she was a stranger Morgan had a desire to know more. She watched the girl's face as she thought over her words before sharing them, feeling the same spot multiple times before coming to definite conclusions. It was amusing being studied like this. First, her teammate started with general remarks in regards to her appearance and personal upkeep. Thus far, everything she said was true. The comments about her faunus trait were proven truer when Ariana finally reached her chin and mouth, as Morgan tightened her already tight jaw. The assessment almost made her feel a little silly for hiding away a part of herself, but still, she wouldn't speak back until Ariana's hands were well away from Morgan's mouth. As the silver haired girl's hands moved down to the bandanna around her neck and to her shoulders, the blonde let her eyes slide shut and her jaw slacken ever so slightly.
spaceShe gave a gentle, "Mhmm" when Ariana mentioned her wearing gloves, continuing to listen intently to this review of herself. Morgan straightened her torso up so Ariana would have an easier time feeling her lower half, careful not to lead her hands anywhere. Her body vibrated with a low chuckle and an, "It's alright," to Ariana's modest apology. Cute. The marksman opened her eyes again to look at the blind girl. It was hard to focus on Ariana's committed assessment when Morgan felt the spots under the other girl's touch warm. She was a little taken back at the feather light touches. They almost tickled as they glided across her frame. Soon, though, Ariana signaled that she was done by leaning back and resting her hands in her lap. She was ready to report the final portion of her findings. Morgan stood up and opted to stay standing in front of the other girl. "Color me impressed. Anyone ever tell you you're a genius?" The blonde's speech was semi-muffled halfway through her sentence as she retied the bandanna around her mouth. Before continuing, she looked down at the other girl, eyes scanning her face. She slid her hands into her hoodie pocket, balancing on her back heels as she listened.
spaceMorgan thought of all the assumptions Ariana guessed at, and the questions she posed when she was unsure of something. Honestly, she'd hit the nail on the head with nearly every sentence. It was an odd feeling, being known so well by someone that she'd just met. Morgan never had that with anyone else. It was... a full feeling, someone understanding you to such a degree. "About the faunus thing, I'm surprised you got all that by touching my mouth and feeling the bandanna around my neck. I definitely don't like drawing attention to myself." She raked her tongue on the back of her teeth out of habit, memories of slurs and fear creeping back, but Morgan didn't want to think of that. So, she didn't. Clearing her throat a bit, she continued, "But, I gotta say, very cool skill, Ariana. You read me like a freakin' book. I think you know me better than anyone else at this point." She steeled herself, forcing an upbeat tone even though it was a harsh truth. She was happy with her chosen life of solitude and avoidance, but it came with a price. In her short time being around Ariana, that price was becoming clear, as Morgan grew more and more fond of the girl.
space"I think I could break the habit of solitude, though, if you wanted to stick around. I know we're teammates and all and hanging out is sort of necessary but..." she paused to consider her words, "I like being around you. You're honest. And now you know too much about me, can't have you telling anyone I like deep conversations." She tacked on a light joke at the end of her admission. Making friends was never really her strong suit. Figuring people out, sure. Keeping friends? Not so much. Morgan stretched her legs out, a little anxious about this new friendship. Frankly, the marksman wasn't sure she could make a good friend for someone.
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Ariana felt the general stiffening and relaxing of Morgan's body, but, didn't comment on it. While it could be her disapproval so far, it was more likely the relative lack of physical interaction and that this was a rather intimate method of 'looking' at her. She felt her arms move, assuming she was resecuring the bandana. The chuckle and reassurance didn't really help that much to alleviated her blushing. Simple fact of the matter was, that was the first time she'd touched another girl's bare legs and the unexpectedness of it had definitely flustered her a bit. She 'watched Morgan get back up before she got her reaction. Which only made her blush more."I-I'm really not. I-It's just...I-I absorb information differently...s-so...I-I notice things others don't because they rely on first glances."
She sat back a bit, feeling a little nervous about her assessment and how closely she'd been to Morgan. But, Morgan started praising her skill again and voicing her surprise at the accuracy, suggesting she was right on almost everything."W-well...you tensed a bit when I got near your lips and I can think of no other reason why you'd have a bandana. Especially as the center was a little damp from being breathed through. And I doubt that. I might know more than those outside your family, though, I suspect they know more than they tell and they might actually know the reasons for how you act as you do. I won't pry though, your past is your business."When Morgan said she could break solitude for her and her face went deeper red, especially at the admission of liking her and cracking a joke."Oh no! I know too much! Just, you know, promise me dinner before you whisk me off to some tower to keep your secret. I do better with finger food by the way. Unless you want to be seen in public with someone who spills their soup all the time."She offered her own joke with a cute nervous laugh.
Wearing:Casual Attire complete with black leggings and fuzzy boots!
Items: ❖ Voice activated Scroll ❖ Earpiece for her scroll ❖ Usually a book in braille of some sort ❖ White Cane. When not carrying her weapon at the ready, she's usually using it extended, when she has her weapon at the ready, folded and strapped to her thigh or hanging from either a loop on her clothes or a belt by the hip.
spaceMorgan found a new favorite hobby: making Ariana blush. The blonde let out a hearty laugh at her partner's stuttering reaction. How was this the same person that took down an Ursa without so much as a thought? "Ah, man. You're too cute. Its hard to imagine you fighting that Ursa right now." She chuckled a bit as she spoke, a little embarrassed at her outburst of laughter. Did they really need two other teammates? They seemed fine as a pair. Granted, Morgan was a loner with a "the less people the better" state of mind. Having one-on-one time with a person was the ideal situation for her. "Absorb information differently," she mimicked Ariana, "maybe that'll come in handy once these lectures start up." The thought of attending structured classes was not something Morgan looked forward to. Being in that combat school was annoying enough, she could only imagine Atlas being harsher.
spaceThe marksman listened to the other's response, pointing out a few key factors that led to her conclusions . Morgan nodded thoughtfully, musing over the words her partner offered, absentmindedly touching her bandanna to feel the damp spot. "Hm." Ariana went on to say that she doubted Morgan, insisting that her family knew more about her than they let on. Maybe it was true, but what did it matter if they never applied that knowledge? If they knew her, why did they try to dictate her life, when freedom was all she longed for? Shaking the thoughts and choosing not to respond that portion, thankful Ariana brushed it aside, she instead focused on the girl's ever-red cheeks. Maybe Morgan should hold back with her flirtatious teasing or the poor girl may overheat.
space"Careful, or I might fall in love with you, and I really will whisk you away. It wouldn't be to some tower, though, just so you're aware." She let out another rumble of a chuckle at the finger food comment. She hadn't laughed this much in ages. It was a nice feeling, laughing with someone. "Ah, but don't take me too seriously. I don't wanna scare you off or somethin'." She wasn't ashamed or worried about what she said, but at the same time, Morgan understood that her blunt statements tended to make others uncomfortable. To be fair, Ariana wasn't like other people she had met. Still, though, she really didn't want to scare the other girl off by getting too comfortable too quickly.
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Ariana flushed a little deeper at the laugh from Morgan, going even redder as she was told that she was cute. Fortunately, she seemed to break off to talking about classes. It felt like an odd transition to her, but, Ariana was grateful for the topic change. It wasn't as though she wasn't used to people saying she was cute or beautiful, she'd heard it often when her father entertained guest or brought the family to social functions. But, it was the first time a girl had said it while, seemingly, flirting. Or at least teasing her in a flirty manner."Well, maybe? I mean, I still learn by listening to someone speak and reading like most people do."She reached into her bag and pulled out a book. There was no design on the cover, nor print as she held it out. Instead, there were a series of little dots on it, in a seemingly nonsensical order."Though, my books tend to confuse most people. Almost as much when I tell them I can read."
When Morgan teased her again, hinting she might fall in love with her and whisk her away, her blush returned stronger than before. But, she also told Ariana that she didn't want to scare her off and to take her comments lightly. After a few moment, her brain unfried enough to formulate words and remind herself a flapping jaw, vacant stare and incoherent babbling, though, she was reasonably certain she wasn't guilty of the last one, were most certainly not viable methods of communication. "Y-You're not sc-scaring me. I-I just...don't have e-experience w-with flirting. I-I hear I'm cute or beautiful all the time...but, it's just practiced rhetoric of being in social standing where greed is prominent and everyone has much to lose to another for social screwups. I'm told I'm pretty, but they don't voice the tagline 'for a cripple' to the end of the the sentence. Heh...I've beaten Ursa, helped out against a Death Stalker even, but, I've never...well...dated...or pursued some romantic endeavor. Haven't even kissed anyone. So...I-I'm just...nervous about flirting and s-stuff like that."
Wearing:Casual Attire complete with black leggings and fuzzy boots!
Items: ❖ Voice activated Scroll ❖ Earpiece for her scroll ❖ Usually a book in braille of some sort ❖ White Cane. When not carrying her weapon at the ready, she's usually using it extended, when she has her weapon at the ready, folded and strapped to her thigh or hanging from either a loop on her clothes or a belt by the hip.
spaceAgain, with her modesty. Morgan let out a small breath of disbelief through her nose as she smiled down warmly at the blushing girl. Ariana moved to pull a book from her messenger bag, showing the dotted and raised cover to Morgan. Curious, she perked up an eyebrow and leaned down a little closer to get a better look. She knew what braille was, but she'd never actually seen it in front of herself before. "So, all your books are like this?" It was a semi-rhetorical question, but it was still something she'd never thought about before. She wondered if there were more blind students at this school or if all of Ariana's textbooks were specially made copies. Morgan ran a light touch over the braille letters with her index finger, tracing the bumps, "Guess I'm illiterate," she chimed with a joke.
spaceWhen the silver haired girl grew flustered over Morgan's incessant flirting, she grew quiet for a moment. Morgan wondered if she'd crossed a line with that last bit and was ready to apologize. Ariana, though, abandoned her vacant stare and seemed to reconnect with the situation. She stammered that she didn't have experience with flirting or being flirted with. It seemed that compliments of her looks was a normal thing, but Morgan's compliments were different. She'd never even kissed anyone else. That brought a grin to the faunus' face. She bent at her waist and leaned in closer to Ariana. Though the other girl couldn't see her doing this, Morgan assumed she sensed it. "Well, I assure you, I'm not feeding you any rhetoric. My only benefit is seeing how red your face gets. And if it makes you feel any better, I've never been romantically involved with someone else, just... quickly entangled. In any case, since you don't have any experience, you're free to practice on me." She offered another tease, pausing for a few seconds before adding on, "Practice flirting, that is." The blonde stayed leaned forward, though, and looked upon the other girl's face.
spaceMorgan fought the urge to say "we can try a kiss, if you want, too" and chose to say nothing more. Instead, she watched Ariana for her reaction. This back and forth, Ariana's modest attitude and fresh intelligence, it all made Morgan warm up a little in her gut. If this was what having a friend was like... would there be any harm in gaining more? A big part of her worried, though, the her bond with Ariana would shrink if there were others involved. It was a double edged sword, she supposed. Regardless, they were here now, and Morgan wouldn't let herself get lost outside of this interaction.
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VJammer
ooc: whoops! i'm a sillyhead and sure did forget to quote you, yes xD and such an adorable romance, uugh<3 morgan would not fit in with the social elite lmaooo "its such a lovely pleasure meeting you, ma'am." "thanks, same i guess. who're you again?"
Ariana nodded in response to the question about her books, smiling a little at the little joke."Yeah. Though, I can read 'normal" text if it's in raised letters. I don't blame those who can see for not being able to read braille. It feels nothing like the text you're used to, so, I assume it looks like some weird alien writing to you."After she explained her experiences...or lack thereof...in romantic exploration, she sensed Morgan leaning in and heard her speak, blushing intently at what was being said, straightening up.
She was starting to feel like she was burning up now, and, while the offer was anything but unappealing to her, things were advancing faster than she'd ever thought possible and her head was swimming from it."D-d-don't g-get me wrong...I-I really a-appreciate th-that you'e w-willing t-to b-be this...a-ah...c-comfortable with me. T-trust me, I'm not rejecting the idea, b-but...I-I'm n-not use to it...I-I already said that didn't I? U-Um...b-but...m-maybe w-we could t-take it a l-little slower? I-I mean...n-not to assume y-you're interested in me...Um...d-do you e-even like girls o-or i-is this j-just l-like a friend th-thing?"
As she blabbered on in an extremely flustered manner, she shouldered her bag and made to stand in an effort to clear her head some. Unfortunately, there was a patch of ice under her feet and she slipped with a startled little squeak, falling backwards over the bench. Fortunately, the wall behind the bench was far enough back that she didn't hit her head. And she was really grateful she always wore leggings under this particular outfit. But, just as she landed, resting on her shoulders, propped upside down by the bench, a tree above swayed and a blob of snow fell, landing right on her face. She sputtered snow free from her mouth, though, didn't wipe it away, the cold quickly dousing her heated flusteredness."I'm okay..."
Wearing:Casual Attire complete with black leggings and fuzzy boots!
Items: ❖ Voice activated Scroll ❖ Earpiece for her scroll ❖ Usually a book in braille of some sort ❖ White Cane. When not carrying her weapon at the ready, she's usually using it extended, when she has her weapon at the ready, folded and strapped to her thigh or hanging from either a loop on her clothes or a belt by the hip.
spaceMorgan watched Ariana's red face as she began stammering out a reply. Welp, maybe she'd gone a little too far with that one. At least she found out which line not to cross anymore. Still, she couldn't stop herself from smiling endearingly at the girl sat in front of her. She was letting out gentle, "Okay, I'm sorry, okay"s at the girl, straightening and moving out of the way when Ariana started sitting up, seemingly ready to leave. Everything happened in slow motion after that. The silver haired girl began her descent backwards by slipping on a small patch of ice beneath her feet. Morgan let out a rush gasp and jerked forward to try and grab her, but her fingertips barely touched the other girl's arm, but to no avail. The bench threw Ariana further off balance as she was sent to land on her back. Morgan was standing at an angle as she placed her palms flat on the bench, leaning over slightly to look her partner, "That was an unfortunate turn of events. Are you alri--?" Just as she was asking, some God somewhere decided to have a laugh; a fresh pile of snow toppled from the tree branches above her. Directly on Ariana's face. Morgan let out a small hiss at the sight, bending down and over more to start wiping the cold frost away.
space"Talk about adding insult to injury. Sorry I caused this," there was an apologetic tone in the blonde's voice as she finished wiping away the snow, fingers brushing gingerly against her face as she flecked the last of the dusting away, "Seems you're already falling for me, eh?" She couldn't hold back her teasing question, but at least tried to make it a little more playful than sultry. The faunus took careful hold of Ariana's hands to help her stand back up, bringing her up and over the bench, away from the ice, "There we go. No more ice." She looked at the sidewalk ahead of them, assuring that there would be no further slippages.
space"Did you want to head inside? Maybe we can get out room assignments so you can wipe your face off." Morgan felt a little bad that her flirtations got Ariana so frazzled that she tripped and fell. But, was it bad that she still found it cute? The way she squeaked when she went down was just... adorable. "And sorry again, by the way," she rubbed the back of her neck as she spoke, not very good at giving apologies, "and just since you asked, I am into girls. So, ya know. No worries in that department." she spoke rather nonchalantly, trying to steer away being so flirtatious right out of the gate. Morgan even stopped herself from adding "I am into girls, never any as cute as you, though~" and she was a little proud of herself for staving that off.
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VJammer
ooc: you can have them walk inside in your next post, they can stay outside, or i can have them walk inside in my post after yours c; either way is fine~
Ariana had felt the attempt to catch her as the sort of static-like silhouette she could could 'see' of Morgan reached forward as she fell. It was a bit embarrassing that the snow had fallen just as Morgan had been asking if she was alright. She tensed slightly as she 'saw' Morgan lean over the bench and reach for her, feeling her fingers brush the snow away from her face. Her fingers were rougher than Ariana's but, not quite calloused from the feel of it, but, Ariana always wore full gloves when using her weapon and never did any work that would roughen her hands. Not to mention she was in the habit of taking excellent care of them. She even painted the nails occasionally. While she couldn't see color, everything she had had a braille label on it and clothes would be labeled with their color and she'd been told what colors complimented what so, in that sense, she was able to coordinate. She honestly doubted that Morgan would do something like that. It wasn't until Morgan helped her up though, that she even realized she'd let her mind wander so much and she was blushing a little again.
It was then that she heard Morgan blame herself for what had happened and she shook her head."What are you talking about. I'm the one who freaked out over nothing. Normally, I'd stomp my foot to break any ice and push it to the side before attempting to stand."She then blushed a little and gave an awkward laugh at the little joke Morgan made."If that's what it's like, remind me not to fall for anyone else."As she righted herself and sat up, she used her sleeve to wipe the remaining moisture off her face. When she suggested they head inside, Ariana nodded."Probably a good idea. I can get sick pretty easily. Hot shower and some hot tea should set me right though."When Morgan apologized again, Ariana waved it off. But, when she admitted to being into girls, Ariana's face turned slightly pink."O-Oh? Um...o-okay. Um...well...m-maybe we can...you know...hang out sometime?"She wanted to bang her head against a wall for that.Really? That's how you ask someone out?! Holy hell you're hopeless!"I-I mean...if you want to?"Smooth dumbass...
Wearing:Casual Attire complete with black leggings and fuzzy boots!
Items: ❖ Voice activated Scroll ❖ Earpiece for her scroll ❖ Usually a book in braille of some sort ❖ White Cane. When not carrying her weapon at the ready, she's usually using it extended, when she has her weapon at the ready, folded and strapped to her thigh or hanging from either a loop on her clothes or a belt by the hip.
Ariana sipped some hot tea in the back seat, idly chatting with her new teammate when the limo came to a stop, the logo on the side and the design drawing some mild attention. Her guard spoke up, telling her they'd arrived at the Academy. The chauffeur came around and opened the door for her, taking her hand and assisting her out."Ms Sterling, your father instructed me to inform you that your things have been packed for the trip to Beacon Academy. He's also cleared it with Administration that your team will accompany him on his private airship. Your bags have already been loaded."Ariana blushed a bit, though she'd already suspected as much."Thank you Xanthe." She made her way over to a bench nearby and sat down."So, Niraya, I suppose we just wait here for you-our team?"
Wearing:Casual Attire complete with black leggings and fuzzy boots!
Items: ❖ Voice activated Scroll ❖ Earpiece for her scroll ❖ Usually a book in braille of some sort ❖ White Cane. When not carrying her weapon at the ready, she's usually using it extended, when she has her weapon at the ready, folded and strapped to her thigh or hanging from either a loop on her clothes or a belt by the hip.
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Lupa Fur
TheVikingWay
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Niraya gets out after Ariana and sits next to her on the bench. "Yea...knowing them they are probbably racing here from across town to challange each other. you get used to how they do things. its kinda ammusing really." Niraya chuckles a bit. "oh...uh...should probably tell my father that i'm on my way to beacon soon. He likes to worry." Niraya calls her father the conversation was short but Ariana could tell that her father cared about her. Niraya sighs once the call was finished. "dads huh. you get what i mean." Niraya chuckles again as they waited for Blitz and Lucas to show up.
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About fifteen minutes after the two of them arrive,Blitz came running into the courtyard,slowing once he see's them and stopping altogether once he was close,looking at Ariana with a brow raised"You must be our new teammate.I'm Blitz Bordeaux,whats your name?"
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LOCATION:...Courtyard MOOD:Meh MUSIC:... COMPANY:Ariana and Niraya OOC:...
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Ariana cracked a small smile at Niraya's estimate of what the guys were doing. She waited patiently as Niraya called her father, ignoring the fact that she could hear both voices clearly."Boy will be boys I suppose. Just hope they won't be too sore if they lose a sparring match to me here and there.And I probably understand a little more. Mine had me trained formally in martial arts and entered me in MMA competitions. Wound up on the international circuit and even the youth's worldwide championship. That really ticked off the media. And then stunned them."
They didn't have long to wait as it turned out as she heard someone approaching them only a few minutes later. When he spoke, she kept facing forward. When he introduced himself and asked her name, she cocked her head curiously."First Niraya, and now you. It's a bit different running into people who don't recognize me on sight. Though, I have to admit, it is a bit refreshing. I'm Ariana Sterling. And, yes. My team was recently disassembled as they were all pulled or dropped out for reasons of their own. So, I was reassigned to your team."
Wearing:Casual Attire complete with black leggings and fuzzy boots!
Items: ❖ Voice activated Scroll ❖ Earpiece for her scroll ❖ Usually a book in braille of some sort ❖ White Cane. When not carrying her weapon at the ready, she's usually using it extended, when she has her weapon at the ready, folded and strapped to her thigh or hanging from either a loop on her clothes or a belt by the hip.
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Niraya sits there patiently. her ears perk up and she looks around. She spots Blitz approach. She waves to him and listens to Ariana. "well blitz is here. Lucas will be here sooner or later." She offers Blitz to sit with them. she was sure he would have a few questions.
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VJammer
Lupa Fur
TheVikingWay
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2018 4:08 pm
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He'd opt to stand,crossing his arms and thinking for a moment after Ariana introduced herself as a Sterling."You're a Sterling eh,Good to know.Sucks that your original team got taken apart,but it'll be a pleasure to have you on our team now. I think Lukas will be arriving soon enough."
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LOCATION:Atlas Courtyard MOOD:Welcoming MUSIC:... COMPANY:Ariana and Niraya OOC:...
SPEECH:Cobalt THOUGHT:Blizzard Blue ACTION:Bordeaux
It had taken Lukas longer to get ready than he would have liked, so he was the last to arrive, but all of his things had been prepped for Travel. He rushed to the Courtyard, boots thudding loudly on the ground. Blitz and Niraya had already gathered with their newest Team mate, Ariana Sterling. He recognized her because as the new team leader, he had been given a short file on the new team member. He slowed his pace, and joined the group.
"Im sorry Im Late, had to make sure my kit was in order. Blitz, Niraya. I see you've already met Ariana. Welcome to the team, Miss Sterling."
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Where: ► Atlas Courtyard With: ►Niraya, Ariana, Blitz OOC: ► I am SO sorry this took so long. I lost my job recently, and it killed my motivation to get anything done.
