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[B]Mindaro Mondays - [url=http://i.imgur.com/5Yg3CXc.jpg]Galla[/url][/B]

"[color=0072bc]Is this your sister?[/color]"

The silence between them, interrupted only by the quiet sounds of breathing or the movement of clothes, was interrupted by the arrival of more people. There was a short, azure-haired girl accompanied by a much taller man in a hat. They looked to be huntsmen as well; the greeting the girl had given to the woman sitting next to her (now identified as 'Sangue') suggested they were classmates.

"[color=DFFF00]I'm not.[/color]"

Galla folded up her paper quietly as she uttered her reply in the same, emotionless tone she always possessed.

Her eyes drifted away from the short girl and tall man, hazel orbs instead locking onto two more newcomers. A boisterous pair of girls who spoke in rapid-fire Valic. She took a second to process every line into her memory.

"[color=DFFF00]I'm Galla Mindaro,[/color]" she said tonelessly in response to their introduction. That was the expectation. "[color=DFFF00]No. Not hard. Okay. Okay. Understood.[/color]"