<div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/Karter%20and%20Hexx/tumblr_ma3wf499wG1qb4ozjo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Araceli Santos<br/><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>Torrent<br/><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>Techie NPC/Junior<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main Grounds, near the edge of campus<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>OPEN<hr/><br/>Cursing loudly, Araceli closed her netbook with a snap and set it aside. Lifting her hands she pressed her fingers to her eyes and cursed again as the dull, gnawing ache began in earnest.<strong>"Stupid stupid. Should have let go before now."</strong>She muttered to herself in Portuguese and rubbed at her forehead. Even without bouncing the wifi signal to her netbook she was still connected, still jacked in, and because she had been connected so long letting it go completely was like trying to coax a cramped fist to open up. It was hard and it even hurt a little bit.<br/><br/>Laying back, Celi balled up her hoodie and slipped it beneath her head. The easiest way to get free completely was to immerse herself in the natural world so tilting her chin up she closed her eyes and soaked up the last warm rays of the afternoon sun. She did her best to let the clutter of streaming data around her fade away. Surfing here and there on data streams while teachers droned on about whatever it was they did on the first day certainly helped relieve her boredom but it also came at a price. That price was the headache currently pounding away in her skull that no medicine could manage to get rid of. Knowing this she sought to take full advantage of the quiet moment at the edge of the school grounds. Threading her fingers through the grass, she lay there and focused on her breathing, on the distant sounds, on the sensations traveling across her skin, and hoped that would be enough to chase her headache away quickly.