[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/I7mddUU.png[/img][/center] The Goddess looked at the woman who just loudly shouted her name out as red. There were two people who called her some version of that, and only two. Sir Wick called her Little Red, and the headmistress called her Little Roux. They had saved her from her old keeper, and had earned the right. Even though she was upset at the headmistress, she couldn't deny favors done in the past and debts owed. The Phoenix decided out of her divine mercy to grant the woman one more chance before the fires of heaven came crashing down on her. It would do well to be kind to those you'd be living with. [color=salmon]"I am called Iravis, tasked with living here as well."[/color] She opened the door, took a quick look around, and her mouth dropped as she observed the tiny room. Ms. Griffin's smile dropped a bit. 'Iravis'? 'Tasked with living here'? Greeeaaat...she was one of the weird ones. Why the flying fuck did Katie keep getting stuck with the weird ones? Last year she had some loser that chewed her nails every night. All of her nails. Fingers and toes. It was disgusting. And now she had 'Iravis' and her great, mighty 'task of living'. Fine. Whatever. As long as she didn't try to hold any weird pagan sacrifices, things should be fine. [color=aquamarine]"Iravis? Huh. Gotta say, I still think Re-"[/color] Katie started to reply with a slight shrug. She followed Iravis into the room, but wasn't expecting her to stop so suddenly. Katie almost bumped into her. Almost. But she didn't. That would have meant touching the freak. Who knows what could have happened then? She might have been infected with the Weird. Personal space was a thing for a reason. Katie just wasn't big on the whole touchy-touchy feel good thing. And why the hell did Little Red Riding Hood decide to just up and stop right in the mid- [color=aquamarine]"What the actual fuck...is this a joke?"[/color] Katie complained after mimicking Iravis' own scan of the room. It was...it was a fucking closet. With a bed. Singular. Where the hell were the others? Weren't there supposed to be four chicks in this room? Katie slid past Iravis and headed down the short path to a door, hoping that it would lead to the rest of the dorm. And she wasn't disappointed! It was in fact more dorm...in the form of a tiny ass bathroom. ... Wait... Was this the fabled private bedroom? Katie placed her bags and guitar case by the door before turning on her heels and walking back to Iravis. [color=aquamarine]"There's only a bathroom that way."[/color] she mumbled, jerking a thumb back over her shoulder. [color=aquamarine]"...and I don't see any other doors...this has got to be some kind of mistake, yeah?"[/color] she finished, her voice tinted with confusion. There was only enough time for the goddess to nod her head slightly as the other girl finished scanning the room. Meanwhile, completely unnoticeable to the two girls. Under the bedsheets, completely immobile, laid an unseen threat. A pink-haired, horned creature that lived off of the pain and misery of those who didn’t like to be touched. Which these two other girls just so happened to be. In one swift motion, too fast for either of the girls to react, the beast pounced. The bedsheets were tossed into the air, creating a momentary distraction. The next instant, the creature dived at the other two girls, the small room being perfect for the creatures attack as it extended its arms, intended to wrap both of them in a full body hug. [color=f6989d]“Here’s Lyssa!~”[/color] The girl giggled loudly. Undoubtedly, the momentum of the tackle would likely send all of them sprawling towards the ground. Oof! Katie didn't even have time to register the new voice before something hit her, catching her completely unawares. Panic ran through her veins! Rage clouded her vision! HATRED ENTERED HER HEART! SHE WOULD FUCKING END THE INSOLENT LITTLE WHELP THA- She went down. Right on top of Iravis. And...something was on top of her. Something annoying. She hadn't seen it yet, but that much had to be certain. But to be fair, all she was seeing now was Iravis' dress and the ground, since, well, the third [i]THING[/i] in the room was now sprawled out on top of her. Touching her. They both were. Ew. Ewewewewew. The one on the bottom started cursing quietly in ancient egyptian as she tried to understand what was going on, panicking a little at the personal contact. At the sound of crashing, a blue haird girl stared at the group piled up on the ground. Mugi was definitely not aware of the culture outside her village much as the Elder had decided first hand experience was better than being told, but this seemed a little extreme. Questions are the best way to figure out she supposed and asked the girl on top, [color=lightblue]"Would this be the local culture?"[/color] Lyssa continued to snuggle her head against the girl she was laying on top of, arms wrapped around both of them tightly to prevent any sort of escape. However, at the sound of another voice she immediately jerked her head upwards. [color=f6989d]“Awww, I missed one.”[/color] She pouted only a moment. Thankfully for the two under her, the timely arrival of the third girl spared them further snuggles at the moment, long enough for her to answer the other girls question. [color=f6989d]“Hehe, yep! Everyone knows greeting people with a friendly hug is the best way to make friends!”[/color] Mugi did her best to process the information. Of course she knew what a hug was, but she didn't quite understand if it was different in whatever culture it was over here. [color=lightblue]"Is that so? Then I should join in to make friends?"[/color] That much she thought she understood, so she did what any guillible fool would do and join in by falling down on the pile and hugging the girl on top with a great poker face. The one on the bottom had been attempting to cast a spell, but the added weight snuffed the breath out of her as she struggled to breathe, making futile efforts to cast those on top of her off. Lyssa simply giggled at the addition of a new person, ignoring the cold she got from touching her. It indeed, only made her want to hug more simply so she could attempt to warm up the other person. [color=aquamarine]"No. No. Nonononono. Off. Off. Get. Off. No. Off."[/color] Katie muttered during the chaos unfolding around her. The surprise and shock had started to wear off, being replaced by pure, unadultered anger. She struggled to push off the ground, but Iravis' own efforts made hers even more difficult, not to mention the two idiots on top of her having their disgusting little...y'know, actually, Katie didn't want to think about it. She didn't want to be in room anymore. She DEFINITELY didn't want to be in that dogpile anymore. So Katie did what Katie did best. She fled. The girl's eyes darted about until she settled on a spot just beside the bed. Like in the previous closet, a small tear formed in the space she was staring at. Then came the familar pulling sensation. And then she was out of the dogpile, standing by the bed and glaring down at the three. The muscles around her right eye were twitching slightly. She had just been ambushed. Red had acted as bait, to lower her guard so that the other two could pull this little stunt. They were all in it together. Congratulations to the three newest additions to her list: red chucklefuck, purple chucklefuck, and pink chucklefuck. She rolled her head first to the left, then to the right, letting it crack. Then she began cracking her knuckles. She had entered a sort of zen state beyond anger. [color=aquamarine]"Never. Do. That. Again."[/color] she growled in warning. When the one who called herself Katie mysteriously disapeared, the weight that had formaly been on top of Iravis was replaced by the slamming impact of the horned demon. After being temporarily winded completely, she recovered her breath and managed to get a few words out. [color=salmon]"Remove yourself. Now."[/color] In her left hand, the goddess summoned a small ball of fire to get the point across. Mugi eyed the ball of fire. Fire was never a good sign. [color=lightblue]"Eep. Understood!"[/color] The Yuki-Onna muttered as she removed herself and jumped back practically slamming into a wall. [color=lightblue]"Is that not the culture around here?"[/color] She asked in general, looking between the three other girls. [color=f6989d]“Ehe, but you’re so warm~”[/color] Lyssa commented, sounding quite pleased with her situation still. Still, though, the demon relented her affectionate assault and let go of the other girl. She stood, giving a stretch and sitting on the bed with a grin, still obviously quite pleased. The girl that had been on the bottom breathed heavily, glad the annoying creatures were off of her. [color=f6989d]“Nah,”[/color] She replied to Mugi. [color=f6989d]“Some people are just rude~”[/color] She giggled, before giving both Iravis and Katie an apologetic look. [color=f6989d]“Sorry, you both look so cuddly, but I’ll try not to do it again~”[/color] She giggled, before turning her head to Mugi [color=f6989d]“Anyways, I’m Lyssa!~ Please don’t ask me to tell ya my last name, because I can’t even pronounce it right. You guys are my roommates, right?~”[/color] Iravis shot a look over to Katie, questioning the sanity of the other two in the room as she rose to her feet. The teleporter caught Red's look and just threw her hands up in response. Wasn't she in on this? But...if she was...why look so confused? What would she gain by continuing the act after the plan was launched? Had Katie just been overthinking things? She didn't have a fucking clue right now. Un-fucking-believable. Was it too late to get back with Nailbiting Nancy? She turned around and walked a few steps towards the corner before pivoting and going back the other way. The pacing had begun. [color=aquamarine]"Whaddya mean 'you guys are my roommates'? LOOK AROUND!"[/color] Katie was juuust a bit past her tolerance level. She gestured at the little space not occupied by the girls and the bed.[color=aquamarine]"No...No. No no no....this...THIS has GOT to be some sort of mistake. I-this-you-"[/color] she started, but quickly fumbled with her words. This was NOT how this year was supposed to begin. She was supposed to have a nice, quiet room, with some shut-in roommates that wouldn't bother her while she worked through her list. Not be thrown in a fucking cell with the goddamn Cirque du Soleil. [color=aquamarine]"UGH!!!"[/color] she groaned, coming to a stop and massaging her temples with her fingers. [color=f6989d]“H-hey, I said I was sorry.”[/color] Lyssa replied to Katie, frowning a bit at Katie’s annoyance. Wow, she didn’t think she’d ever seen someone get so upset over a hug before. Of course, she also sounded like she was upset over how small the room was…well, she did have a point there. The room was pretty small. [color=f6989d]“If it’ll make ya feel better, I’ll buy everyone lunch. There’s a great place I found when I got here. It has the most delicious ice-cream cakes.”[/color] The goddess was initially agreed with Katie's frustration, but Lyssa's offer of food cut her off. Maybe this woman was honestly repentant, and as a goddess it was her job to show mercy and grace to those who offered sacrafices for the sake of forgiveness. [color=salmon]"Those who honestly repent shall be granted mercy, and I accept your tribute."[/color] She didn't manage to keep all of her frustration out of her voice, and she moved next to the door, wondering if the others were ready to leave. She was a bit curious to figure out was ice-cream was, after all. [color=lightblue]"Ice Cream Cake?"[/color] Mugi asked. She was curious. She knew what ice cream was and she knew what cake was but Ice cream cake? What madness could this be? [color=lightblue]"I suppose I could try this ice cream cake. It sounds interesting!"[/color] She was still wary of the fire-girl and would likely stay on the other side of someone in comparison of her. Katie's mouth nearly hit the floor. Ice cream? THAT'S what they were going to focus on? REALLY? Katie pressed her lips together and just shook her head. Was this some sort of cosmic karma slapping her in the face? She threw her hands up again.[color=aquamarine]"Suuuure, let's all go get some ice cream, yeah? Let's just forget about this whole rooming situation. Ice cream is much more important! Then we can all hold hands and go frolicking in a field of flowers. Maybe we can even catch a ride on a goddamn friendship rainbow unicorn!"[/color] she spat out sarcastically. But as she looked from girl to girl, she gave up. What was the point? These idiots obviously didn't have a clue what was going on either. Getting all worked up was just a waste of energy. She shook her head again before sighing. Her whole body seemed to sag then, from her head to her toes. She hung her head in defeat. When she raised it again, it was like she was a completely different person, one who didn't have a care in the world. She was wearing the smiling mask again. [color=aquamarine]"Oh sorry, sorry. Don't mind me. Headache's got me feeling a bit grumpy. Let's just go, yeah? Ice cream does sound pretty nice right about now. We can go ask about the room after that."[/color]