Dawn
Amelie was standing outside the nurse's office window. She was looking at papers and writing something down like it was paperwork. The carpeted floor makes a noise when Amelie shifts her weight to her left foot as she leans over to write something else. Down. She's trying get a hold of the cradle nurse to speak about her unfortunate condition, and she's getting frustrated. 

Amelie puts her pen down to lean on the small counter, her fist clenched knuckle white as she seems to think through everything. How can Pernilla help her with a medical condition for a power for crying out loud. Seems Rafaela is not helpful in this area either. 

"*Das ist frustrierender als es sein sollte.*" 

Amelie says irritation lacing her broken tone. She picks up the pen, and clicks it before putting it back into her leather jacket. She collects the paper she was writing on, folding it and putting it too in her jacket. 
It was a waste of her time to be ruminating on this thing. It'd be better used making sure her roommate dosent touch a single thing of hers. 

She's so tired, Amelie sighs and a round of sharp bones emerge from the bandages of her face before slowly going back into her skin. The ones that peeked from her hands stayed as she stedies herself on a wall next to the nurses office. 

Amelie has always had long days, it just seems this one would be much longer. And more irritating.
Dora
Nick was overall mentally in a state not much better than Amelie's physical form, but that was pretty typical of the past month or two. What wasn't typical, however, was the sight of another student, the first student she had really seen here, covered in bandages. 

Nicky doesn't stare. She knows better than to stare, because staring is rude. Instead, she looks around, trying to deduce if she had headed in the right direction. Was that the main office over there? 

She sees the nurse's office door, close to the bandaged girl. Yes, that made sense. And nurse's offices were usually close to main offices... So then that area right there must've been the main office, yes. 

But... She wasn't in any hurry, so might as well say hello to somebody. She stops, waves off-handedly to the girl. "Hey," She says. It comes out weird, flat, and much too quiet. She coughs and tries again. "Sorry. Hi."
Dawn
Amelie looked irritated. 
"*Einfach Pillen zu bekommen ist so verdammt stressig.*" She mutters, a vein displacing smooth skin on her temple. 
Her stress significantly became worse when she heard the soft Hi of another student. 
Amelie frowned as she felt blood run from her nose and significantly worse for the ulcer ridden portion of her face.

Amelie feels the ugly popping of bones cover a portion of her hearing. 
"Hello." 
She says her voice strained and cold. 

"I assume you're new." 
Taking only one glace at the person before her... Yes... Rather new. A shame they came to a place like this, there are certainly better areas but whatever you're at you stay. Even if you rot. 

Amelie points in front of her to the front office which is conveniently across from the nurses office. 
"If you're looking for a map, it's just right there."
She wants to get this over with.
Dora
She nods, watches as the blood runs, says nothing. Observes as the other speaks, but does not stare, just notices and returns to what appears to be (but isn't) eye contact. "I'm new, yeah." Nick talks quickly - she almost always talks quickly. "Thank you."

One would think that someone so observant would take note that Amelie's frustration might be because of the social interaction, but Nicholas does not. Luckily, she's smart enough to register the existence of that tone, and even if her assumption of where it comes from is mostly wrong, backs off a little.

"Thank you," She says. "This place is huge. It's taken me 15 minutes to find a map. Nicholas, by the way." She doesn't make small talk beyond that - small talk is annoying. Just introduces herself. Politeness is important, and so are first impressions.
Dawn
Amelie takes a napkin from a box of them beside the nurses window. The artificial light seems to show off her glare. She puts the napkin to her nose to help stop the bleeding. She tilts her head back. 

"You've said thank you twice in one minute, take a moment." 
Amelie's face scrunches but the person near her can't quite discern that. 
"It's not that huge once you've taken a moment to run around, but I assume you aim to not do that." 
Amelie takes off the napkin, putting it in a trash bin also near the nurses window. Got to be ready for all the children. 

"Amelie." 
She waves off the person. 
"Thought I'd imagine you most likely arnt one for small talk. Good for you." 
Amelie takes another napkin, the bones of her hands pressing lightly into it's soft fabric but staining it with it's still fresh moisture. 
She sighs, blocking her nose from leaking again with a heavier scowl than she had.
Dora
She ignores the comment about the excessive thanking, only reacting with a twitch of the face Amelie probably wouldn't see considering she was... More than preoccupied. She pushes off the urge to ask if she was alright - she was sure she got enough of that, and this was almost certainly related to her parahumanity if she was being so casual about it. 

"Not really, no, but I figured an introduction would be polite at least. Since... I'm new and all," God, this was awkward. "I'm gonna go get the map now," She says. She *Does* Want to continue this conversation, but Amelie seems a bit busy, and there's probably another time for this.

"I'll see you later?"
Dawn
Amelie nods along the person's conversation. She throws the other napkin away before she moves herself. Amelie takes a step before looking at Nicholas with confusion. 

"Sure."
She leaves Nicholas to get the map from the office, leaving a possible doubt in the both of them that they'd meet again. Meeting people is always a fickle thing. 

Wait, was Amelie the first person this child met? So much for impressions. 
Another time another fruit, whatever.