Name:Siren<br/>Place: In front of message boards<br/>Who:Van and whoever<br/><br/>Siren had made her way to the message board with her usual sway of her hips. A smile on her face as she Glanced over her shoulder to see if Van had followed after her. With clicking heels she came to a stop in front of the board and gave a soft hum. Brushing away snow white locks. Contemplating which she and Van should take up