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Lillian
Guest
Original poster
Mauve Juniper
First Year
Beacon
"Why me..." Were his first words when he laid his tired, bloodshot eyes on the girl. Mrs. Arrow mentioned a surprise, and he supposed... This first thing he saw as he left the airship... Was the surprise. A girl? Was a weird albino girl seriously his present or something? Was this a sick joke? He groaned as he held onto the girl's hand, who seemed pretty merry herself.
"So uh... What's your name little girl..?" He asked her, conversation feeling strange to him. He never really socialized before... Hopefully she wouldn't get nosy and pull his sleeves.
Miyuki
Specialized Unit
Beacon
Miyuki was overjoyed when Mauve stood in front of her. Pink eyes sparkling, she panted much like a dog, getting only more excited when he spoke. She was so excited; Mr. Denvurr had enticed her to be extremely excited for his arrival, even though his appearance was lackluster. Her heart was fit to burst when he held her hand.
"Miiiii-yuuuuu-kkiiiii!" She said in a singsong voice, keeping a good hand held tightly to his.
First Year
Beacon
"Why me..." Were his first words when he laid his tired, bloodshot eyes on the girl. Mrs. Arrow mentioned a surprise, and he supposed... This first thing he saw as he left the airship... Was the surprise. A girl? Was a weird albino girl seriously his present or something? Was this a sick joke? He groaned as he held onto the girl's hand, who seemed pretty merry herself.
"So uh... What's your name little girl..?" He asked her, conversation feeling strange to him. He never really socialized before... Hopefully she wouldn't get nosy and pull his sleeves.
Miyuki
Specialized Unit
Beacon
Miyuki was overjoyed when Mauve stood in front of her. Pink eyes sparkling, she panted much like a dog, getting only more excited when he spoke. She was so excited; Mr. Denvurr had enticed her to be extremely excited for his arrival, even though his appearance was lackluster. Her heart was fit to burst when he held her hand.
"Miiiii-yuuuuu-kkiiiii!" She said in a singsong voice, keeping a good hand held tightly to his.