[center][h2][color=a187be]Liisi Avedarci[/color] - [color=662d91][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zvt9a5hHBQ4]The Scent of Salt[/url][/color][/h2][/center]

Listening in as Rio spoke, Liisi could see the sense it made. There may, [i]may[/i] be a way out, but none of them would find anything by standing around. Her air of elegance dissipated, and her very few leadership instincts kicked in. While she wasn't a good leader, she supposed that she would be good at selecting companions to travel with. Watching as the fashion designer left toe gym with the devout, Maria, Liisi thought about running after them. Deciding against it, she stayed in the gym, looking around the rest of the students. 

"[color=a187be]It'll be safer to move in groups of three, so nobody can try anything. Not that anyone would, of course[/color]..." She looked around again, Rio was lucky to go with the devout, someone so religious probably wouldn't try something. Now... Does she choose powerful people or harmless people? Does she go with, say, the gardener and collector, or the assassin and the critic? Pondering her choice for a moment, she came to a decision.

"[color=a187be]Kiragi, Donovan, would you be so kind as to accompany myself[/color]?" She asked, giving both of them a small smile. The chef was quite proud with her choice, and she was thankful that she would have the chance to nab one of the most useful students. The other... well, he may have his uses. A critic could most likely point out any small details or flaws that most of them might miss, all in all, a kickass trio. [i]'If they accept, which they still might not.'[/i] She thought to herself, hoping that the two would follow the same train of thought and see her own uses. 

[center][h2][color=7bcdc8]Xavier De La Fontaine[/color] - [color=00a99d][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V1XVfcR2cvA]Beginnings[/url][/color][/h2][/center]

Xavier was taken aback when someone approached him. Taken aback might've been an understatement, but he was [i]shocked[/i]. He noticed her as being the artist, Elizabeth Remington. She seemed friendly, at least, and the fact she seemed shy like himself put him at ease. 

"[color=7bcdc8]O-Oh[/color]..." He trailed off, unsure of how to respond for a few moments. He noticed that a few people had started talking again, talking about splitting up. "[color=7bcdc8]I'm okay, thank you for worrying[/color]." He said, proud of himself for not stammering or stuttering like a nervous wreck, as per usual. "[color=7bcdc8]Do you w-want to partner up with me? I-I mean, unless you have a friend we can trio with[/color]... [color=7bcdc8]I promise I won't try anything, so if you're okay with just us two then I am too[/color]... [color=7bcdc8]U-Um[/color]..." His face flushed a little more at his rambling, Xavier knew that he could potentially seem shifty, and he just wanted to make a friend. Besides, he didn't know a third person, and he didn't know if Elizabeth did either. 

"[color=7bcdc8]W-What I mean to say is[/color]... [color=7bcdc8]Doyouwanttopartnerupwithmetoexplore[/color]?" He said, his words fumbling together.