[center][color=9e0b0f][h3]Dana Harada[/h3][/color]
[img]http://i.imgur.com/5HXckpz.jpg[/img]
[b][u]Location:[/u][/b] Parking Lot, Olympus Academy
[b][u]Interacting With:[/u][/b] GI Jonas [@HereComesTheSnow][/center]

The Japanese girl turned suddenly on her feet at the voice to see a young man who towered at least half a foot higher and seventy pounds heavier than her on his down days. Her eyes widened momentarily, both in anticipation of a potential fight with this oxen-man and in brief, pleasant surprise at being acknowledged so quickly. She smiled politely.

[color=9e0b0f]"Harada Danaye. Dana to friends. [i]Konnichiwa.[/i] Hello."[/color] Realizing how stifled her English must have sounded (and having had only a year of practice) she decided to brighten her smile and stretch out both hands to shake, which was another thing they apparently did her. It mostly worked - apart from the very slight respectful bow she made on impulse with her head and shoulders. [color=9e0b0f]"You may use Dana. I was...wondering...if you knew about..."

[i]GROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWL[/i]

"...the food."[/color]

This had the potential to be awkward. She could only hope that the oxen-man was used to seeing girls in such a state of carb-starved desperation, and that he would be able to properly direct her to the nearest source of her next fix. Dana got testy when she was hungry. 

And it was not worth getting testy in her first fifteen minutes here.