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Much had been said of Lauren Negasi's default facial expression since her arrival at Beacon. Energetic was putting it kindly - for her captain, who had been the first one to try testing her in the ring, it was positively carnivorous. Amy Desire would probably call it coquettish, accompanied with a wink. Sangue...who knew. But one thing that was universally said of Lauren Negasi was that she was goddamn [i]unrelenting.[/i] Happy? Sad? Comatose? Too fucking bad - Lauren Negasi's Semblance ran off of [color=8882be]hype[/color], and on the surface, it seemed like [color=8882be]she would never rest until the rest of the world was just as hype as she was.[/color]

[color=8882be]Which is why the wide smile that blossomed on her face at Luke's no-strings agreement was so...heartrendingly...[/color]

Gentle.

Bereft of energy.

"That's the spirit."

She bowed her head slightly, touched her strong little chin to her clavicle and bit the end of her lip.

[i]"Thanks, Luke."[/i]

Lauren Negasi was the younger of two kids. A little sister at heart. 

[color=8882be][i]I'm only pretending to be big...[/i][/color]

[color=8882be]"Bluuuuugh, enough standing around! Let's get rich, kid!"[/color]

[color=8882be][i]But as long as everyone's bought it...[/i][/color]

She lifted her head as the energy returned.

[color=8882be]"If we work fast, we can gank a finder's fee!"[/color]