[center][img]https://i.pinimg.com/236x/f5/ba/88/f5ba884b1e08933822e618607b0fda00--anime-girls.jpg[/img][/center] [b][h1][center]Ramona Herrman[/center][/h1][/b] [color=a187be]“That’s Maya Enilsdottir of Telemarin. She’s a fourth-year student.”[/color] Nadalena answered, her expression pensive as she seemed to observe her surroundings. Ramona could respect that of her. The student Seyrun had invited to their table began strutting over in their direction. Once she arrived, Ray could not help but notice something mischievous about her smile. That, and the fact that the zipper to her skirt was down. The red head thought it as a simple wardrobe malfunction and nothing more. [color=ed1c24]"Hello everyone! I'm Tilia Fitzregald! Nice to meet you all![/color] She greeted with a smile and a slight wave. However, the warriors attention was again, focused on the mysterious blonde sitting across the room. Ray could not help but wonder why she was eating lunch alone when she was a fourth year. Didn't she have any friends? A pang of sympathy struck her heart causing the brave knight to reflect inward. She too was alone at this school. The table also had plenty of vacant seats. There was no reason for Maya to be all by herself. [color=ed1c24]"Hello."[/color] Ray addressed the newcomer curtly. She did not mean to seem rude, but her focus was mainly on the outcast in the corner of the dining hall. With her chivalrous nature having won her over, (as always) the warrior stood up and pushed in her chair. [color=ed1c24]"Excuse me ladies, I will be right back."[/color] She said as she walked toward Maya. Before leaving however, she wordlessly paused near Tilia only to reach out and zip up her fly. Simply doing so as to not cause the poor girl any embarrassment. The last thing she would do is point out the fact to everyone. She turned her heel and continued toward her destination. Maya had her head down, reading what appeared to be the Academy news letter. A curtain of blonde hair hid her features forcing Ray to think of a good way to get her attention. Once there, she cleared her throat and placed her hand on the table. [color=ed1c24]"Excuse me miss... My name is Ramona."[/color] She spoke in a calm tone, her smile warm. [color=ed1c24]"Would you care to join us? There is plenty of room."[/color]