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[center][h3][color=00aeef]Maya Enilsdottir[/color][/h3][/center]

In her little world of boring, irrelevant news, captured by the craftmnship that was printing and words, while closing out the echoes and sounds of the students about, Maya was for once unfocused and off-guard. And so it came to be that someone spoke to her, at her most vulnerable, and she seemed to jump in her seat. The frosty orbs pulled themselves up to the newcomer, curious yet slightly intimidating in nature, while the long, blonde bangs still hung down her face. Indeed, she was still a little sleepy.

[color=0072bc]"Hmm? Are you speaking to me?[/color] she blinked as if confused, her head slightly tilted sideways in an inquiring manner. [color=0072bc]"If so,
I imagine that wouldn't be very wise." [/color] Her words seemed as cold as her visible aura, stern and even slightly refusing. Yet for a trained ear, a hint of sorrow could be caught, however she quickly adjusted it to seem like it didn't bother her. She was skilled in that, lying to herself to make her seem fine. Whether she was fine or not didn't really matter, in her world appearance is the key to success. Always be on your best side, never reveal who you are. That is weakness.

Maya gave the princess a moment's glance, before retracting her eye after. She'd left their club during the time when the whispers were at their worst, and Maya was certain she left for that reason. The reason that a person of her stature, a princess, could possibly be in the same club as a criminal's daughter, a plight on any a reputation. Shame too, Maya quite enjoyed her company with the girl back then. One of the few she could actually be open about her love for numbers with, atleast when the girl actually gave a damn to listen. Thinking back, that wasn't often.

She looked back up at the swordswoman, offering an... attempted smile in gratitude of the offer. [color=0072bc]"Do not let my presence cause issues. [/color] She added before examining her. Quite a beauty this one, well trained and with a sweet personality. Strange to carry a sword though. [color=0072bc]I've not seen you before, Miss Ramona. New, I assume? I worry if you speak with too much, the other students will alienate you.[/color]