<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/474x/5e/4f/48/5e4f481da42e43227dd8fe47f3c874e7.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Louis Addleton (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318440.msg15372910#msg15372910)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Cafeteria<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jean, James and Alisa<br/><strong>Date:</strong>First Saturday of May<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>Louis slides into the seat next to Alisa, noting the very obvious check out and grin, before returning with a wide smile of her own. "Louis, Addleton. People call me Shooter around here."<br/><br/>The brunette flashes a smile to Jean, even as she introduces herself to James and Alisa. Of course Louis knew who these two were, she stayed on top of the going ons with the academy. Especially when it came to new arrivals. She liked making new friends, and took pride in knowing multiple individuals.<br/><br/>Louis takes a small sip of her tea, listening to Jean tell them about the current conversation, and then lets her gaze sweep over Alisa as the other woman talks about hitting high profile things. She had seen that story. Fort Knox had been hit last night.<br/><br/>"Oh yeah! Its crazy! The vaults just disappearing like that. My theory is teleportation." Louis leans back and crosses her legs as she takes a bite of yogurt, glancing at her companions, before allowing her gaze to settle on Alisa.<br/><br/>"So what can you do?" Louis asks, she hadn't spoken to the woman yet, even though they lived in the same dorm. Last night had been a little busy, chatting with her parents and cleaning her room always took up a lot of her time. She was a mess, but a hot mess, and that was what counted.<br/>