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[color=669900][b]Location:[/b][/color] Dorm Room → Walking to the Bus → Instantly on the Bus 
[color=669900][b]Interacting with:[/b][/color] Himself → [color=DarkCyan]Eliana[/color] [sub][@lovely complex][/sub], [color=azure]Kayla[/color], & [color=FFBF00]Keats[/color][sub][@Lasrever][/sub][/center][hr][hr]


The last couple of weeks had been rather uneventful for Hugo. He'd seen Carmen here and there, chatting with her, eating lunch with her and whatnot, but despite what should have been time spent towards training, he'd spent it towards living life. Smoking, listening, playing, fooling, breathing. He experienced all that life had to offer, all the sensations his body could produce and all the sensations he could produce within others and every morning, he'd completely forget about it, aside from what he'd written in his journal. One event in particular that did stand out to him was the Fear Fest, a time to celebrate Halloween and dress in whatever he fancied, perhaps one he found during his travels?

Rummaging through his closet, he found the perfect outfit, a traditional Japanese [url=http://imgur.com/tmIhHt0.jpg[/url]Kimono[/url], one he wore frequently among his master during their walks through the Sakura Gardens. Included with it was a pair of socks and [url=http://imgur.com/jyquoQu.jpg[/url]Geta[/url] and of course his katana. To finalize his outfit, he tied a portion of his hair into a top knot, the rest of it remaining still well below shoulder length. Nodding in affirmation to his choice, he sheathed the hilt of his blade within the belt of his kimono, exiting his dorm room in calm and practiced strides.

As his presence became more aware on campus, his footsteps leading him towards the bus, he certainly got a couple of strange looks, though nothing more out of the ordinary from his usual attire. Closer and closer his steps took him and he observed within the bus, perhaps seeing if Carmen was within. To his dismay she was not, but that did not stop him from seeing another familiar face, Eliana Lovelace, she tended to stop by him whenever he played; maybe a lover of music? Aside from that, she was accompanied by two other rather beautiful individuals, perhaps he could drop in on their conversation? Subtlety abandoned he decided to simply blink right onto the bus, right next to the young male sitting behind the two women, [color=669900]"Bonjour Madames and Monsieur,"[/color] a small yelp ensued from the Rasta's sudden appearance.

He decided to address the young Lovelace first, [color=669900]"Madame Eliana, always a pleasure to meet you in good company,"[/color] he nodded to her before turning his attention to what appeared to be an even younger blonde, could it be? [color=669900]"And this must be your lovely sister, no?"[/color]

Still startled and blushing heavily Kayla stammered, [color=azure]"N-n-no, my name is...Kayla, I'm just a friend of hers,"[/color]

So she was not Ellie's younger sister? A poor mistake to make, [color=669900]"My apologies madame Kayla, a pleasure to meet a beautifully named woman such as yourself."[/color] The young blonde only seemed to shy away at his compliment, muttering a small thank you for it. Finally turning to the young man next to him, he started, [color=669900]"And such a handsome man in the company of two beautiful women, I uh...do not believe I have met you either."[/color]