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[B]Mindaro Mondays - [url=http://i.imgur.com/5Yg3CXc.jpg]Galla[/url][/B]

"[color=DFFF00]I'm from Central Mistral.[/color]"

The two sisters were excitable figures, constantly in motion. They were bursting with energy, shooting one another close, communicative glances to one another even as they talked to her and the woman beside her. As if they were barely holding in their exuberance. Galla quietly blinked at their interactions, before turning her head upon noticing the sound of stilted speech. It appeared that the woman, now identified as Sangue, had issues properly communicating.

Her hazel eyes briefly met the crimson orbs of the other woman on the bench once more. She turned her head back to face the cheerful duo of onyx-haired girls, taking in their appearance. They were likely trained fighters as well, although unlikely to be attendees at Beacon Academy. It was more of a possibility that they were attending a combat school, and had come to visit a friend or relative in a manner not dissimilar to her parents.

The bag resting against the varnished wood of the bench rumbled. Her phone was vibrating.

Galla was already reaching in for the aging device, pulling it out and flipping it open to see who had sent her a message.

>g choc!
>c'est classe =D
>nous v1 tds!!!
>bi1to

Her parents would be arriving soon.

She flipped shut the phone and dropped it back into her bag. Her inexpressive gaze once more returned to those around her.