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Ignacio was busy updating his status.

Nacio Araya wishes that his father would shut up with the Meadowview crap already.

His 'friends' total was gloomy. Ignacio wasn't sure why he bothered going on the site. Maybe he thought that there would be some miraculous update from the friend he had lost or maybe something interesting besides FarmVille requests. He was about to exit out the site when his Inbox suddenly had a '1' next to it, and out of curiosity, he clicked.

The note sparked his curiosity, and he decided to tell his mother that he was going to take a trip to the Destiny City Hospital Cafe. While she wondered why he'd want to go in on her day off, Ignacio was soon gone before she could ask any further questions.

It didn't take Ignacio too long to walk there; his family didn't live too far off from the hospital since his mother worked there and they only really had one car. It was chilly outside, but he could live. He was more interested to see what this whole 'LARPING' deal was about. Soon enough, he was at the cafe, and he soon managed to figure out that the beaming girl with a stack of papers probably was the girl who had sent out the Facebook message.

Still, to be sure, Ignacio walked up to her table, leaned on a chair, and asked with a curious purse of the lips. "Are you Aine?"

She looked familiar too, but with her hair down he couldn't pinpoint who she was. Perhaps it was better that way. Ignacio, at the moment, just figured he might have known her before the accident, and it wasn't until he heard her voice that something clicked in his mind. Ooh, someone else from Barren Pines.

Who was it, though? Aine was an unfamiliar name for obvious reasons, and he hadn't really cared about the name of the girl who had sent out the message, only the message. No matter, Ignacio was soon handed some pieces of paper and his mind headed somewhere else.

"Hm? Like what?" He hoped it wasn't too much. Ignacio wasn't a fan of paperwork, and this was paper. With a pen. "And where shall Papillionaria be?" This was moreso a question of if they had to keep meeting in the hospital or if they would move elsewhere once they finished all of this... paperwork.

Avalon was just about to answer Ignacio when Alessa showed up, not that she knew their names, the first had looked familiar, but the second, not so much. She just cocked her head to the side and smiled.

"This is the place." She handed over a piece of paper and a pen to Alessa.

"Just a few things before we can begin introductions.... we need all your information. Names, classes, skills, spells, all that sort of stuff! Just start jotting away."

There was no really format. Avvie held up her paper to show. It spiraled the words "Aine of Silverwind. Fairy Class. Adventuring sprite. Fairydust magic." over and over three times in the spiral.

There was no specific information. No details. No dice information. Nothing. Avvie was winging it, and she would wing it even more. This was just a game to her to collect friends and live her life the way she wanted to... saving a make believe world... as a fairy.

Avvie looked to both Ignacio and Alessa.

"So, what are your names?"

When she took the pen, Alessa actually did not have any idea of what she was supposed to write. Where were the dice? What were the available jobs? Stats?
It dawned on her when she saw Avvie’s sheet. Oh, that kind of rp. So, actually, they could do whatever they wanted? NOW, that’s fun.
But she still had no character in mind. Think fast, Alessa, think of someone badass and useful. And a name. A pretty name. The only class she could think of was a paladin. Both healer and defender of the weak. Lawful, and with a good excuse to swing a big sword around.
“… Sora… my name is Soradiol… Clearfall”, she first mumbled before adding with much more conviction :“… I am a paladin, and I am the hand of Hustur!”
Note to self: find out later who or what the hell could be Hustur.
She scribbled all of this on her blank sheet, adding basic paladin skills such as healing hands, purifying lights and sword mastery, but also more exotic ones such as light armour and extra speed. She also figured it was a lot, and she would need to be an elf thing to have had the time to learn all of this. Better look badass now, it was probably the only time of her life she could be associated with that adjective.

Aine was laughing? Then his work was done. He only grinned wider when she fell into yet another fit of hysteric giggling, and got up on purpose to bow slowly and dramatically at the waist. "It is a pleasure to meet you too, lovely fairy!" And then he winked obnoxiously as if he was trying to make a point, before he slipped back into his seat and resumed adding abilities to his paper.

Ten points in air guitar sounded good, and he liked the idea of having the ability to charm with his song. Oh yes. He would sing so masterfully (not really, Ignacio was an awful singer) and get all the people of the town to fall at his feet, wanting Sam d**k Hart so badly--

Okay, even Ignacio couldn't help snickering at himself as he continued to write out a few more abilities. Perhaps he should give himself alcohol tolerance plus one, in case this started out at a tavern like role-playing games so typically did. Nah, make that plus two. Or maybe plus three would be best... but wait, then he couldn't be comically drunk. Maybe he should give himself a negative modifier, and then he could sing badly in bars and still bring all the boys--and girls!--to the yard.

Ignacio tuned back into the conversation as the wheels were turning in his head, causing a ridiculously devious grin. "Real name? Ignacio Araya, but you can call me Nacio. Hope we become good friends too." Ignacio liked having more friends.