[center][color=f26522][h2]Lucie Valentine[/h2][/color]

[h3]Hallway - Room 12 [/h3][/center]

Lost in thought and picking at her now wet clothes, Lucie was slowly trudging towards room 12 for a change of clothes. It was decidedly uncomfortable to walk around with damp clothing sticking to her and she didn't need any more negative feelings on top of the earlier nervousness that had returned with a vengeance. Swarms of butterflies fluttered about in her stomach, beating their wings in a cacophonous dance. She was equal parts in dread and hopeful for the call with her aunt. On the plus side, her blush had subsided. The brief announcement over the intercoms had reminded her that she had yet to eat something since the Con, which had been more than quite a while ago. Lucie wondered if it was worth it to go over to the cafeteria and attempt to make something for herself in front of everyone. She wasn't the most physically coordinated or the best cook.

It was in this state of distraction that the boy from the pool - Arthur, as she would soon come to learn - nearly bumped into her and snapped her back to reality. 

His attempt at her native language wrought out a genuine smile from the girl, lightening her mood just a tad. His comment that followed, however, was completely lost on her. She had never been a sports fan to begin with and so the remark went over head. From the context, she grasped that it had been meant to amuse. 

[color=f26522]"And here I had you pegged for a native Parisian and all." [/color] A teasing smile sneaked its way onto her lips. [color=f26522]"I'm Lucie. Nice to meet you properly."[/color]

It seemed that Arthur had been making his way towards the kitchen area and extended her an invitation to join him in scouting out the situation. As far as plans went, there were definitely worse ones. Hanging out in her room by herself and shredding her nails due to worry was definitely one of the latter. Perhaps she could make herself a sandwich without gutting herself of anyone else. 

[color=f26522]"Oh? Dying to witness my culinary prowess already? Just remember though; if anything explodes or catches fire, this was your idea." [/color]

Just then, a petite and exceedingly beautiful girl who looked like she belonged on the set of a fantasy movie rather than real life walked up to the pair; and then proceeded to stare at them wordlessly. Before Lucie could ask if she had something on her face, the girl realized her faux pas and hurried away after a quick smile. 

[color=f26522]"Well that was interesting." [/color]Lucie blinked in surprise at the girl's abrupt departure. Unbidden, a thought popped up that the girl would be excellent for character inspiration. Was that her natural hair color? 

[color=f26522]"Would you mind if I changed into something dry before we make our way there? The room I'm assigned to is close by."[/color] The red head gestured towards her clothes, suddenly remembering her predicament. Thankfully, she had been dressed in dark clothes. 


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