<div class="floatleft">(http://)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br/><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br/><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18/Freshman<br/><strong>Area of Study:</strong>Alchemy<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main Hall 8:00 PM<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Suzanne, Riley, Tavleen, Juliette, OPEN<br/><hr/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=258317.msg12791248#msg12791248">Quote from: Jarick on 21-11-2016, 04:14:23</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br/>Suzanne took a quick look around, assessing her options.  Her conversation partners were her best bet for swift connections... but who?  Just because a game was supposed to be fun couldn't mean you couldn't be good at it...<br/><br/>A decision comes in short order.  "What do you say, Olivia?" Suzanne says breezily, offering the other girl her hand.  "Partners?"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Olivia took Suzanne's hand firmly and answered, "Definitely." It was frankly a relief to have the issue decided then and there, as she would have probably roamed the entire room rather than actually going out and having found someone herself. Olivia was quite aware of her limitations as a person. Still, there was a competitive sparkle in her eye when she turned to the other two and said with a nod and a smile, "Well, we'll leave you to it then. May the best team win." She then hurried off to an open nook or cranny where she and Suzanne could strategize about being just that.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=258317.msg12791248#msg12791248">Quote from: Jarick on 21-11-2016, 04:14:23</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br/>The bell rang, and Suzanne untied the ribbon (tucking it away in her pocket) before unfurling the scroll so both she and Olivia could read it.  "Super-vague," she murmurs, half a smirk on her lips -- then, she looks to Olivia, grinning.  "Where do you want to start?"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Olivia was already scanning the list. While she read through the whole thing, her methodical nature forced her eyes to focus on the first one> "Something borrowed obviously. Best to take these things in turn. That way you don't miss a step." Missing a step generally led to disaster in her experience. Mind now set on the problem, she began intoning, "Something borrowed... something borrowed... something borrowed..." as she tapped her foot a few times until looking up. "Well... that should actually be simple. We just need to borrow something, right?"<br/><br/>Without so much as missing a beat, she took Suzanne by the hand again and strode across the room, now driven by the task and her almost obsessive need to complete it. Within moments they reached Juliette. Of course, this is where resolve failed her. "Um... hi... I'm Olivia and um... I and Suzanne were wondering... um..." She looked over at her more gregarious counterpart, in obvious need of some assistance when it came to things like social graces.