<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>Art Room<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 11th, 11:45 AM<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Tessa "Tess" Cantrell | Hourglass<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Making a new friend.<br/><hr/><br/>Rahne had felt a little bit out of place all day. And "all day" meant the last two hours. She had drastically over thought her new tutoring assignment, and had dressed much too formally. Abigail Kreuger, the girl she had to tutor, hadn't been too impressed. Their first meeting hadn't gone too well. It hadn't gone as badly as it could have, though, either. In fact if she hadn't known better she would have thought that the blonde had been flirting with her. That made no sense, though. It just...No. She was getting ahead of herself there.<br/><br/>But she had left that session with Abigail feeling pretty, and that was a rare enough feeling for the redhead. So she had stayed in her dress to go to an art class. It was the first one she ever would have gone. Having taught herself how to sketch, she wasn't sure what a class could do for her. She wasn't trying to become a famous artist, or to make anything that might hang in a museum. She would never be that good, she was sure. But it was interesting nonetheless. She didn't speak, but she listened, and at the end of the class she was wondering if she would come back. It was definitely interesting, but, she wasn't much of a people person...<br/><br/>It was why she was dragging her feet in leaving. She had nowhere to be that day, and it helped her think, packing her things. That was when she heard someone walk up behind her, and looked up, she saw a pretty young woman that looked several kinds of nervous. Still, Rahne offered her a friendly smile as she stood--it was rude to stay sitting while the girl stood.<br/><br/>"Oh, Roberto?" she asked, blinking as her old friend was brought up, "Well, anyone Roberto is a friend of is a friend o' mine..." Taking the offered hand to shake, her Scottish accent rolled over her words as she cast a friendly smile at a new friend, "Ah'm Rahne. Rahne Sinclair. Ah, uh...Ah don't have a codename like most here. Ah don't...do the...powers thing." Shrugging, she started to gather her things. "Are you new here, then? Ah've only been here a year, m'self..."