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"Well, yeah, I knew I was making my way here, just not that you would have that tracker-shield-robot-thingamabobby." she said with a slight chuckle; even she knew how much she dumbed that one down.

Upon entering, Elena couldn't help but notice how peculiar she must have been to these people. A stranger lost in the snow dressed in a white mini skirt and matching top. That isn't even bringing up the black fingerless gloves, black goggles, and - oh, yes - black leather boots that go up to her knees. Then again, there really was nothing else for her to wear. Not after what happened ...

[[Note to you guys, I am not revealing her past - maybe little by little, but that's all ya get!! razz ]]

Elena turned to Jon and out of the corner of her eye she thought she saw him glancing at her legs, but dismissed it. "Thank you, keeping myself charged up like that takes up a lot of my energy."

((Sorry guys!! My bad for not posting sooner. I have no idea what was going on with Java and Ava, soooo I'll make something up.))

Ava sat on a cot in the middle of the Hospital Wing at the school. She tapped the bottom of her heel against the linoleum floor impatiently, waiting for the results from the Doctor. She lifted her left hand to brush a strand of crimson hair away from her face, her wedding ring glinting in the bright light. "So..?" Her large emerald eyes looked up at Dr. Lanes.

Ethan entered through the main doors of the school. Covering his dark brown eyes were a pair of black Aviator glasses. His black boots combat boots pounded against the wooden floors and were paired with ripped up jeans and a V-Neck black t-shirt. Ethan flung his black leather jacket behind him as he walked down the halls. He ran one of his hands through his dark, cropped styled hair. In the process, he accidentally knocked his pair of Aviator's onto the floor, revealing the black eye he had received just recentally. He scattered to get his glasses back onto his handsome face, knowing that Harri would probably kill him if she found out how he got it. Ethan had left the school for a couple days to visit Australia for his roller derby team. He had got punched in the face during a fight-he was always getting in fights nowadays.

Joanne blinked as Jon walked away, before turning to Liette again.
"Hmm, I would have expected more." She said cryptically, before explaining. "He was Scottish too! Didn't you notice? I was expecting like some Highlands High-five or something." She joked with a grin.
She raised an eyebrow at Elena's retreating back; Jo would have to meet that girl properly, because something about her hinted at Jo's suspicion. She mentally shook it off and returned to her own conversation, sliding a little on her ice skates. She skated in a small circle, keeping in hearing distance.
"I feel so silly skating in jeans." She said absent-mindedly, more to herself than to Liette. She snapped her fingers suddenly, and as if by magic, her clothes had transformed into a slim, skin-tight bodysuit that clung to her figure gracefully. A ruffle of the same lycra material served as a skirt, and as she gave a triumphant twirl, it flared. Jo laughed, ignoring the biting cold for the sake of fun.
"Hey, come on over, the water's frozen!" She said, jokingly misusing the old invite. Jo loved skating almost as much as she loved ballet, and she loved to spread the joy. Her golden curls were loose and silken down her back, glistening with snowflakes that clung to the locks.

Becca was on her way to the common room, seeking out the warmth of the huge hearth, or so she told herself; in truth, her room was perfectly heated, but she was lonely. Never admitting to weakness, Becca affected haughtiness as she strode along the corridor, her thigh-high leather boots creating echoing footsteps on the floor. She was simply wearing a black vinyl corset as a top, and a mini gypsy skirt that allowed a glimpse of thigh before the boots; when upset, Becca liked to dress well.
Her white-blonde hair was tied into two schoolgirl plaits, trailing over her chest, and her makeup was dark and stunning.
As Becca turned the corner, she encountered Ethan. Despite the fact that she'd never really spoken to him before, she quickly went over, raising a curled hand slightly in greeting.
"Hey." She said simply, "Having a 'merry Christmas' too, huh?" She asked with a hint of satire, having glimpsed Ethan's black eye as he adjusted the glasses.

February jerked awake as voices echoed through the room - she had been dozing, previously unnoticed, on one of the wide window-sills that surrounded the rooms. Covered in a thick throw and a huge pile of sheet music, she was very well hidden. She spotted Anya and someone she didn't recognise by one of the tables, and yawned as she sat up; dislodged sheet music fell everywhere, paper sheets floating across the floor in all directions.
"Oh balls!" February said in her most-unladylike way. She kicked off the blanket and scrambled onto the floor, sending an exasperated glance at Anya and Alex as she knelt to try and pick up the many sheets of music.
"Heh, hi there." She said from the floor, abashed, to the new guy. Her black bangs hung around her face as she blushed prettily, her green eyes glancing from the two others to the mess she had made.

In her room, Odile sighed again and slumped into her crossed arms, leaning on her window sill. As she gazed out at the grounds at someone skating on the ice, she suddenly gave an explosive sneeze.
"I hate winter." She muttered to herself, her voice thick with as she blew her nose.


((Wow, long post with these characters today :3 Was gonna post Harri, but psh, too lazy xD She's somewhere, I'm sure >.>))

Liette laughed; Jo's attitude was infectious. "No, we don't do the Highlands high-five outside of Scotland. It's top secret. I should kill you for knowing about it." she said, with her serious face on.
Her eyes widened a fraction when Jo changed her clothes. "Don't suppose you can magic some skates up for me?"

"Oh, hi. I didn't see you when we came in." She rushed over and bent down to help pick up the music, her long skirt sweeping the floor. "Were you writing this?" She straightened up, handing February the rest of the sheets.

John looked at her change of clothes, and noticed that they were the spare clothes the school left in case students didn't bring their own, but didn't say anything about it. "Those jeans look good on you." he said, casually.
"And yeah, they're pretty decent rooms altogether. They give you some money to do it up how you like, and get clothes and stuff. There should be a laptop in there too." He turned, thinking where she'd want to go first.
"So, your classrooms'll be locked, 'cos it's the holidays, and the library's boring... So, my room, outside, or the common room?"

Java grinned and kissed her on the cheek, then looked at the picture. "Wow... she looks like an alien doesn't she?" He squinted at the ultrasound. "Definitely a cute alien though..." he added.

Happy Christmas!

"Get out of control? Yeah, don't worry. It happens a lot here." He winked and started walking towards the Common Room. "Cool power though."

[[We don't move it to the common room thread at all. As Guildlady, I shall godmod! smile
teehee, I has power.]]