<span style="color: #8080BF">Roxanne Clemons practically ran into the library, with her bag ready to rip itself open. She had been walking there anyway from class, but after she had been bumped into and stared at by what seemed like everyone, she had decided to hurry up and get there before her idea got distracted and ran off. She slid into the first open space she saw and shoved her bag onto the table, inadvertently pushing some things out of her way. <br/><br/>She tore some parchment out of her bag and dug her quill and ink out. She plunged the end of the quill into her dark red ink (nearly spilling it everywhere) and stabbed the parchment. Her hand moved fiercely, and her page was nearly covered with the ink when she felt movement around her.<br/><br/>She looked up and saw a blonde girl picking up her things. Roxanne realized that she might have moved the girl's things out of the way and felt guilty immediately. She flicked her short hair out of her eyes and smiled at the girl. Roxanne's features were small but masculine so she was very often confused for a boy, but if anything screamed 'female' it was her smile.</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #0080BF">"Hey,"</span><span style="color: #8080BF">she said, maybe a little too loud for a library; her voice was sweet enough though, so she didn't sound demanding or angry. She caught a glimpse of the book the other girl had and squinted a little to try to see it better.</span><span style="color: #0080BF">"What's that?"</span><span style="color: #8080BF">She pointed with her entire arm at the book that the girl had recently taken from one of the shelves.</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #FFBF80">((Pictures of Roxanne can be seen <a class="postlink" href="http://www.creativefreedomrpg.com/blog.php?u=34268&amp;b=494">here</a>.))</span>