[centre][b][color=fff200][h1]Niesha[/h1][/color][/b]

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[b]location:[/b]The school, building nine-------> streets of Newman-----> Mess hall, building 2------> streets of Newman, lagrange street[/centre]

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Niesha hovered around the school, for a moment as she thought where she could go from here. She couldn't imagine anyone just letting Sophie float about, so someone might have seen her and helped her. Miss Sally seemed to know a lot about the going ons around the community. Perhaps she'd bee a good place to start, for now. Or at the very least, Niesha could leave a message in case Sophie thought to check in with Miss Sally too. That decided, Niesha nevertheless stood where she was. There was something else she might ask Sally, too. 

Starting to walk, Niesha hummed softly to herself. [i]dying is easy[/i] She thought to herself, [i]Living is hard[/i]. Being here a month, she had merely been expecting something to happen, to destroy this place. That was the way of the world now, but did that mean they couldn't live? This was the safest she had been in months. Maybe what Kristina said was right...[i]Why do I feel like I'm 18 again, and walking into that dorm room, to be pounced on by her?[/i] Humming still, Niesha didn't seem aware that she was actually doing it. 

SHe glanced around as she walked, in the hopes that she might see Sophie. When she reached the mess hall however, Niesha stopped. Was there any point asking Miss Sally? She bit her lip, pondering for a moment or two. Sophie would either find her way home, or to the mess hall for the evening meal. Perhaps Niesha could do something, a little special, for Sophie. Turning away from the Mess Hall, she started walking again.