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Magdalene's face frowned as she heard the ramblings of the boy at the table. The way he talked and spoke about the group was interesting, but the way he looked at her as he said something about nightstalkers... it made Magdalene feel sad. Why was she put with these people if they all believed that she was a freak? Something that was mauled by a creature of the ni-... well... that's sort of true, but rottweilers aren't night creatures! She had met some very well-behaved when she was 12, and while she wanted to run away from them at first, she was overwhelmed by their kindness later. Why did he have to treat her like a--

[color=f7941d]"Wha?"[/color] Magdalene put up a small bit of resistance to her hand being grabbed at first, but the resistance was lost when she heard the platinum blonde's soft voice speak to her. Frankly, the way that the woman had talked about her face was something she hadn't heard from someone other than her parents in a long time. It was a definite surprise, but it was one that was very much welcome indeed. Maybe... maybe some people actually liked the scar she wore underneath the eyepatch.

The strange boy mentioned something about identities. Yeah... maybe that was a good idea. Magdalene nodded slowly in agreement just before the platinum blonde began to introduce herself. Her name was Olivia, going by Liv, it seemed. Good. Now Magdalene could follow up with her own nickname and it wouldn't be weird or unique. 

[color=f7941d]"Magdalene Camiron, or rather just Mags. My dad gave me that nickname a while ago. I-I..."[/color] Magdalene stuttered before continuing to speak, instinctively fumbling with her hair as she finally continued. [color=f7941d]"I don't know what else t'say..."[/color] Oh for God's sake, are you blushing Magdalene? How embarrassing.