[hr][center][h1][color=0072bc]Joryldin Nailo[/color][/h1][/center][hr]
[h2][center][b]Friends?[/b][/center][/h2]
[sub][right]Interacting with: [@Achronum][/right][/sub]

[color=0072bc]"I'm trying to be proactive with my classes. My councilor and I already sorted out this semester's electives. I'm a huge theater buff, too, so I'm hoping to get into the drama programs as soon as possible."[/color]

Joryldin settled down on the ground where he was, cross-legged by the closet. The lazy, aloof posture served a number of purposes. First, it allowed him to see out into the living room and keep tabs on Ryan's attention. Second, it preserved personal space; much better than sitting down on the edge of the bed right next to the mage he barely knew. Finally, it put him below Ryan's eye level, meaning they couldn't make direct eye contact unless they were actively trying to.

[color=0072bc]"If you don't mind me asking, what's up with you guys? It seems like you've got some sort of spy-club going on here. I saw you dipping in and out of the night taking pictures earlier, and it sounded like the TA kids were watching a friend."[/color]