<strong>Who: </strong>Chiya<br/><strong>For: </strong>Henrik, Open<br/><strong>Where: </strong>the Courtyard, heading towards the gyms<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Chiya watched the water balloon altercation impassively. The poor kid was in over his head, but she had very little sympathy. At Pandora you learned quickly that there was always a bigger fish. Or hell-beast, as the case may be.<br/><br/>She watched the other students getting to know each other, relieved that they mostly seemed to be getting along. She made a mental note to find some time with most of them later, but elected not to interrupt their conversations now. Besides, she had a much more intriguing prospect in Henrik, at the moment.<br/><br/>She coiled her body under her, pulling in a bit more compact, and glanced down at her clipboard. "I can make some time now if you want." She smiled at him, trying to appear friendly. "It's quite busy for me until classes start, but one must never work too hard, it's bad for the complexion."<br/><br/>She moved around him, her body flowing easily on her serpentine tail, and, hoping he would come along with her, started to head towards the practice gyms.