Gather [Closed]

Magaskawee made her way through the halls, returning from a study session with some girl from class who a slightly annoying verbal tick and valley girl accent. She breathed deeply, allowing her nerves that prickled while having to put up with the other young student to smooth over. Her feet fell lighter and lighter over the floorboards, the sound of her approaching changed from the discomforting sound of the footfall of a giant striding his way through the dormitory to a regular woman her size. She glanced over her shoulder, making sure that her classmate wasn't following, the last thing she needed was putting up with her longer then she had to. When she looked forward she noticed a young man nearby. He looked suspicious, but if it was one thing she learned over the years it was that whether someone was a threat or just pretending to be one, suspicious was on the right grounds of avoidance. Curious, she eyed him one more time, unashamed of being caught staring with such a judgmental look.

Magaskawee resisted letting out a reptilian-like hiss when he spoke and. "No," she replied slowly, though keeping her tone strong and confident. "But you seem to have something planned." She wasn't about to give out her name quite yet either. She kept her tone confident, but a little suspicious, and her muscles relaxed. "If you're people watching, you better be careful who you stare at. Not everybody as an even temper around here."

'Good, he's not dumb enough to pick a fight. I like him already,' Magaskawee thought to herself before softening her features from confident with the potential to become threatening to a little softer 'Just don't let him smooth talk you,' she finished the thought. "Not that I'm interested," she said, letting out a sigh, shrugging off the apology. "But what are you really doing just standing around looking at people?"

Magaskawee let out an amused giggle. "Exciting people, hm? You in the Wildlands sounds exciting enough." She stifled a few more laughs. She sized him up again, debating on whether he'd be a liability. Physically, he might be. Mentally, she wasn't so sure. For all she knew he was a incredibly intelligent. Magaskawee wasn't stupid, she had enough street smarts to keep her out of trouble. It wasn't like she was failing school either. But at the same time, she wasn't the type to learn from a book very well. She was a physical learner. She judged based on his first few words he's more of a verbal fighter rather than a physical fighter. Perhaps that was something she could use. Back with her father, fighting was all violence and talking your way through or out of a fight was for the weak. Being away from his influence, she now realized if she were going to be accepted from the right crowd she would have to calm down on using violence as a solution to her problems. "I'm going with." she told him. "So if anyone else is coming you better call them, because I wont wait around all day."

Magaskawee narrowed her eyes a bit, wondering if she's made a poor choice. The last thing she wanted was to end up baby sitting this guy. "I'm Grace," she responded. Her English name should do. It wasn't a lie in a way, since her name meant graceful. "Grace Long." The name felt odd and foreign as it rolled off her tongue. She much preferred hearing the name she was given by her mother at birth, however her birth name was personal, not one she was about to give to some stranger. She gently took his, making a conscious effort to make her hand as light as a human, partly in effort not to crush his hand, partly because she didn't want his nose where it didn't belong, her unusual weight was typical for her family lineage and was a pretty good indicator on what Dragon Family line she came from.

She suspected he was suspicious of the way she spoke, but he said nothing, so Magaskawee figured she was overreacting. "Yeah, nice to meet you too." she responded politely. She was impressed by his handshake, for someone who looked so thin. 'A big handshake for such a thin guy,' she thought. She didn't spend too much time dwelling on it though. "I'll take a free meal," she replied. If she was going to have to protect him from God knows what is in that godforsaken place, he was at least going to feed her. "I don't." She was hiding from anybody she knew who would be remotely strong enough to deal with a little danger.

She wouldn't mind another powerful student coming along, but only if they knew their place, didn't pry, or try to out power her. She was too much into the habit of hoping to be the strongest in the room. Perhaps it intimidated her, but she wasn't about to admit that she was afraid she would meet her match at this school. "Alright," she replied simply. "But I need to meet them before you just bring them along." It wasn't unusual for people to be careful around strangers before they go into some dangerous situation, right? This was no exception.