<hr/><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/mOLRayy.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Rahne Sinclaire (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261894.msg12918404#msg12918404)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>An Unused Classroom<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Monday, Sept. 11, 2017 - 10:00 AM (1000)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Abigail Krueger | Medusa (CLOSED)<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Rahne wonders if she is in over head head, but tries to stay polite and make things work.<br/><hr/><br/>"We can do that," Rahne said with an easy smile as Abigail said they could use her dorm room. It would be a slightly more intimate setting than Rahne felt quite comfortable with, but, she had made the offer. And, she realized soon, it wasn't her comfort that mattered. The blonde wasn't stupid, that much she could see, but it was issues focusing and not getting frustrated too quickly that were slowly them down. Perhaps a comfortable setting, where the girl could relax and be herself, was exactly what they needed. Starting tomorrow, of course. Progress was going to be slow, that much she could see, and maybe she would need to talk to some of her own professors about suggestions on how to...well, teach.<br/><br/>But they started their break, and the redhead listened as Abigail explained she hadn't been at the school long. That was fair, it was hard to have an opinion so soon. What else could she ask, though? She didn't want to get too personal, liking asking about her powers would be. Plus, that would invite the question in return, and Rahne wanted to avoid that topic as long as possible.<br/><br/>"It's a nice place here...Ah like it," she said softly. As Abigail went into her short rant about actually needing this stuff, though, Rahne looked down at her books and paper. That she had no answer for. Not a good one anyway. "Well...You don't want t'return to the streets, after all this...right? Xavier offers a lot here...you can try and pursue something you would want to do. And it all needs at least passing levels here..." Not the best words, but, she was trying.<br/><br/>The topic change was welcome...somewhat.<br/><br/>"Me mum sent me here..." she said softly, shrugging a bit, "She...adopted me from a small town in Scotland. After a...thing Ah did, that many weren't happy with. So she sent me here for my safety." It was close enough to the truth anyway, without going into details. It hit the basics--she was an orphan, adopted, and sent here. Abigail didn't need to know she turned into a feral werewolf, and had been hunted by her hometown to be burned alive as a devilspawn. "Ah wouldn't say Ah have an interesting story though...Um, what about you? If Ah can ask?"