[color=orange][b]Kassandra[/b][/color]
Location: Lounge
Interaction: [@canaryrose]
Everyone else in the Lounge

[b]“Do you think there’ll be another girl that’s coming today? I hope so. I’m getting really sick of all these guys. They’re either edgy or really showy, and I don’t appreciate either. You’re excited, right? You don’t look excited.”[/b]

Kassy tried to keep up after Alisa grabbed her hand. It was just a bit difficult, as Alisa was excited and going quickly. [color=orange]“I don’t know if I’m excited yet. It may just be more boys. I’m hoping for another girl or two, just to even things out.”[/color] The phrase ‘I’m not good with people’ stuck to her tongue.

[color=orange]“I’m not really edgy or showy. I’m just sort of… here.”[/color] She didn’t know how else to say it. While she was just fine on a battlefield, where she could actually be of use, being social was different. She felt like a lost jellyfish, drifting on a wild current. Too many rules, too many personalities to keep up with. She wondered, time and time again, just why her king had chosen her for this role. Maybe he should have chosen someone else. Someone with more… more… [i]something[/i]. Something that Kassandra just didn’t have.

She heard talking up ahead, and realized that the TV was on. She stalled slightly. [color=orange]“Let’s get this over with.”[/color] She entered the recreation room. There were several boys there, and her heart dropped a little. More boys that she didn’t know. Could the day get worse? Well, probably, so she shouldn’t say that. They seemed to be watching one of Zachary’s videos. One of many. She didn’t get the appeal of performing like that. She would never bother, though. Who would want to watch her?

Though, if she had to be completely honest, there was a small, secret place in her heart that wanted that kind of confidence.

[color=orange]“Um. H-hey. I’m… I’m Kassandra. You can call me Kassy if you like. Or Kass. Or hey you. Whatever is fine.”[/color] She could barely be heard over the television.