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[color=00a651][b][u]Velma[/u][/b][/color][/center][hr]

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Velma was just about to enter the school’s man building when a brunette with large brown eyes walked up and nervously asked [i][color=f49ac2]“H-hey, do you, err, by any chance happen to know where this room is?”[/color][/i] followed by her thrusting the hand she’d used as a notepad close to her face adding [i][color=f49ac2]“I-it’s fine if you don’t but err, I’m kinda lost and… y’know”[/color][/i] to demonstrate her self defeating nature.

Velma looked down at the shorter girl and drew out her Pad repeating the number she’d seen scribbled in pink felt pen [color=seagreen]”AR 71665”[/color] as she typed the room ID into it.

Then she looks at Dawn with a bright smile saying [color=seagreen]Your’s is rather close to mine, we just need to follow my bags and we’ll get there soon.

Oh bye the bye, I am Velma Marberry and a pleasure it is to meet you[/color]

Velma loved meeting people and knowing that the girl she was meeting might become a peer level friend wonderful to consider so she wanted to put Dawn as at ease as she were able to.
So her expression is totally honest and her eyes gentle from years of working with people in disaster areas who needed her to help calm them.

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Then a young man she also didn’t know presenting himself as a white knight stepped up making her wonder if he was what they called a player? She had met them before and knew the good to the clumsy in that call to fame because of the circles she had learned to navigate in her life. 

[i][color=darkorange]"Why hello there. I couldn't help but overhear you were lost. This may be my first time here but I'm sure I can be of assistance."[/color][/i] He asked his motive easy to see then he showed he could mulititask [i][color=darkorange]"Wait, you're Lady Gaia, right?"[/color][/i]

Velma flushed slightly her smile softening even becoming slightly guarded now as she turns to the new guy.

[color=seagreen]Yes that is what the Press calls me but people I work with and hopefully become friends with call me Velma[/color] she says in a friendly tone that shows a sort of exhaustion mingled with embarrassment. 

She offers her hand to him as she struggles with her more negative self who warns her “Player Wana” and she calms reminding herself the folly of prejudgement