<div class="floatleft">(http://i177.photobucket.com/albums/w228/Rayve13/sensor_comics_2-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Illexia</strong><br/><strong>Location: Dorm room A4</strong><br/><strong>Tagging: Tasogare</strong><br/>____________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br/><br/>Illexia's eyes crawl over the turtle-girl's body with interest at first. She can tell when someone's trying to convince his or herself into doing something that they want to do, but aren't sure they can. It's one of the great things about the school; here there is the freedom to do a great deal, away from family as needed. Of course, she herself didn't need to be away from her family to do what she wanted, but plenty of the other girls faced so much restraint at home...<br/><br/>...her thoughts trailed off as Tasogare began to remove her overly-complex robe. She considered offering to help, but thought better of it. First, doing so might spook the girl, or at least make her think this was more Illexia's idea than her own. And second, it would spoil the lovely view she had from the sleeping pit. She looked up and down what was revealed of the girl's body, enjoying what came into view of her legs and skin. Her gaze became more eager as she began to open the dress, only to roll in annoyance as the PA system came on, ruining everything. She slipped back against the side wall, her voice full of annoyance. "Seems that orientation is finally about to begin," she began as she started to get out of her sleeping pit, "so we'll need to get to the auditorium to not only hear the usual introductory speech, but apparently also watch Tina pay for whatever she's done now. If I had to guess, she probably hurt one of the boys, since they're the ones that get to play with her."<br/><br/>She gets to her feet on the outside, walking over to Tasogare and putting a hand on her shoulder, stroking her cheek gently. "Do you need help dressing again?"