<div class="floatright">(http://i206.photobucket.com/albums/bb54/inkRP/Equestria/LuckyBannerSmall.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Lucky<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Going to Class -> Class<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>OPEN<br/><hr/>"How uncomfortable," a student quietly mumbled to the rat on her shoulder. She was light of hair, dark of skin, and sportingly dressed, her arms folded as she frowned at the empty bounty board. She'd been frowning ever since the outburst about the witch, though she imagined it didn't seem out of the ordinary. "I guess Gwendolin (http://totallybananas.deviantart.com/art/Gwendolin-Nightshade-The-Great-Witch-of-the-South-294089285) can take care of herself."<br/><br/>She walked to class almost hugging the wall. It was the way she normally moved in the academy. Wide, open spaces had a way of enhancing any nervousness she already felt. She preferred claustrophobic thoroughfares whenever possible, but she supposed the architects of this place wouldn't care for the opinions of her kind.<br/><br/>She settled down next to Rowan and Himura, close to a corner, and put her satchel in her seat to show that it was reserved for her weapon. Her rat scurried down her shoulder and over the desktop, sniffed their neighbors in a polite, friendly way, then dashed into the bag out of sight.<br/><br/>"You'll have to excuse her. She's a bit forward," Lucky mumbled without looking at them, leaning forward on her tented fingers and seeming distracted.