[center][color=silver][h3]Morgan Selwyn[/h3][/color][/center]

Morgan sat huddled in the corner of a couch, mostly just watching the others have a good time. It seemed like everyone else knew each other a little, or at least were comfortable enough to have a good time. He couldn't quite say the same for himself, and was squandering the chance to remedy that. Some of them seemed to be going a little overboard already. Even the warlock had laughed and winced along with the others as the addled human had the misfortune of being the first to lose the contents of his stomach.

When Laurel was pointed out, Morgan watched her from across the room. She had a natural grace about her, even in the midst of something so simple as grabbing a drink. Without looking away from her, he reached toward his water to take a drink. When the liquid finally his his throat and he swallowed, he immediately started to sputter and cough, slamming the cup back onto the table. He had grabbed the wrong cup, and the strong amber colored liqueur burned his throat. Mostly concerned with that, he didn't even consider finding out who the drink belonged to or apologizing to them. Snatching up the proper glass this time, he gulped down cool water in an attempt to soothe his throat.

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[center][h3][color=fff79a]Lyla Warren[/color][/h3][/center]

When Lyla heard the pounding footsteps of someone else running it stood out to her so much in comparison to Laurel that it drew her curiosity and her ears perked toward the noise. Whoever it was, they were getting closer, and fast. By the time the Splice figured out that the other person was headed directly for her, she already heard the muffled impact of them colliding with Laurel. Lyla couldn't help it as Kiara made her introductions; she smiled and laughed. Even though she couldn't see it, something about the scene in front of her struck her as funny. Other people were laughing too, even as Laurel introduced her in turn.

[color=fff79a]"Hi, Kiara and Persy,"[/color] she said, still giggling a little as Laurel moved on to join the others. Lyla felt a flutter of nervous energy as the only person she had really met so far abandoned her to the company of a relative stranger. At least she wasn't on her own again, and Kiara at least sounded like a nice person. They were all there to learn and meet new people after all, so there was no point in shying away.

[color=fff79a]"Did you want to go join the others? Sounds like they found a place to have some fun even after what happened, and I certainly can't sleep right now."[/color] She didn't mention that it would be difficult for her to figure out which number belonged to which room. Hopefully she would be able to follow Kiara, but if not she was sure she would be able to figure it out.