Michael
⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ The tall girl's phone slipped back into her pocket with the final sending of a message, intranet user deviltown was soon to arrive, and Hatsume was just about excited- a new person onto her roster of shenaniganable npcs- those being sig, gabe, esme and on occasion, ares- if she's convincing enough, though it has been a while...
She parked on a sofa in the common room, swinging her legs up onto the coffee table; usually there was someone around to scold her, whether that be faculty or an overconcerned student.

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ Though the room was quiet, still and empty, completely unmoving in it's lazy slumber.

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ No doubt, Hatsume Setsuko was the girl for the job, the peace was soon to end- all she needed now was the arrival of her new apprentice of mischief- her protégé of madness, if you will.
Donald
```There was no break in the silence as Leon entered the room, in fact, he doesn't make a sound until he yawns, waving over at Hatsume. He looks tired, with light eyebags showing and his hair a mess.

"Uh... Are you Hi- Hat?" He asks, voice only playing into the sleepiness emulating from him. His entire demeanour seems nonchalant. "I'm Leon. Deviltown, if you will. I like Cavetown."```
Michael
⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ Hatsume blinked at the boy, i think a part of her had actually forgotten that blonde people even existed. The tall girl waves enthusiastically.
"Indeed i am!- siddown weary traveller- your hair is a mess- i have a brush in my bag if you want to borrow it." Hatsume offered, shuffling along the sofa and patting the soft seating beside her

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ "Yyyeah you look like you like cavetown. Personally, i never got too into him." She shrugged, adjusting a loc of hair over her shoulder

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ "888 slayed though i think!"
Donald
```Leon just nods, a polite smile in the corners of his mouth. He walks over and sits next to Hatsume.

"I didn't catch your name. Mind throwing it?" He asks, pulling one of his legs up and resting his ankle on his other leg. He leans forwards, crossing his wrists over the top leg and looking over at Hatsume.```
Michael
⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ When Leon sits, she rummages through her small bag- more of a purse really- until retrieving a hairbrush; it was one of those detanglers.
She places it in his sandy blonde hair, then zipping her purse shut
"Kachow."

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ "Tis Hatzume, dont wear it out. Or do! I like the attention." She shrugs, watching as the boy leans over to sit in the world's most camp position
"Do you have a name? Or should i give you one..." She questions, twiddling her thumbs.

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ "Now. Shenanigans."
Donald
```It's almost as if he didn't even notice the brush, at least any more than a quick glance upwards.

"I mentioned before, my name is Leon. I suppose it does tend to change, though. You need not worry about that, however, it's more of a personal thing." He seems slightly annoyed for a short moment as he starts to speak, but it doesn't last long as he begins to ramble, words spilling over each other, sounds getting tangled in a mess.```
Michael
⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ "Oh! So you did. Leon... There you go. I've said it back to myself, mr blondie, so now it's remembered forever" She gives a thumbs up at the new friend- since she had decided that they were friends now- grinning like an idiot.

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ "We, my friend, are going to cause a ruckus. Not an evil ruckus, but enough of a ruckus for the faculty to roll their eyes in annoyance." She mused, leaning back in her seat like some kind of evil genius.

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ "Problem issss... I cannot for the life of me figure out what to scheme! Vandalism is so yesterday..."
Donald
```Leon looks down at his hands and starts picking at his nails as Hatsune speaks. He doesn't seem to be listening, which makes it quite out of the blue when he finally replies.

"I do have one idea but it relates to my power and I don't like telling people what it is. Especially when I don't even know what you do. It makes people trust me less and that... Feels not so great."```
Michael
⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ "Oh worm? Hey man, what's your power like... Some people here do judge really stupidly but I don't. Unless you have lasers that could burn through my skin in seconds and leave me a melted puddle on the floor then shit, I'm mad curious." Hatsume rambles with an imagination that flies free in her speech- a wide grin framing her face.

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ "Trust, no matter what your power is there's worse out there. Here, I can imitate voices..."
Hatsume's head lulls to the side and she clears her throat before speaking up once more, the catch? She's speaking in Leon's voice for the next sentence
"Cool, right? You can only imagine how much this gets abused- even if it fucks up my throat sometimes."

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ Returning her voice back to normal, Hatsume fiddles with her bridge piercing for a couple fleeting seconds
"Allow yourself to fuck shit up a little, dude."