<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3c/Ririfinal1_by_vactuart-d9pkdvm.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Lakresha Price<br/><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS843-0710<br/><strong>Age/Year: </strong>19/Freshman<br/><strong>Area of Study:</strong>Occult Historian<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main Hall<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Suzanne, Olivia, Allie<br/><hr/><br/>"You know, we've never discussed gender and magic on the show before. That might be something. We could take a look at traditional gender roles and whether that's all artifice or there's something to it." This was a tired girl she was talking to. There could be no doubt as the day grew late and playful energy brought constant motion to Lakresha's black nails that she was a night owl. A red-blooded college girl. Watching Suzanne seem to want to astrally project into bed didn't automatically make her hopeless- there could be allowances for being tuckered out after fighting off a magical robot. But, Lakresha was not showing it.<br/><br/>"It was nice meeting you, though. We ought to figure out our rooms before someone has to carry you upstairs." All smiles, she rose and met Suzanne's hand with the tiniest high society clasp. "Have a good night. You've earned it."<br/><br/>Someone seemed to be wide awake, at least. She lingered for a while beside Olivia and Allie, counting heads. When there was a pause in the conversation- necessarily, while it was Olivia's turn to speak and she seemed to still be processing Allie's energy- Lakresha spoke up. "Hey there. Were you just talking about acceptance? I might have missed room assignments. It's getting late, so I need to find out where I'm staying tonight, and with whom. Who wants to join me poking around upstairs?"