<div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/Ruby-Rose-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Karter Dean<br/><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>Tryx<br/><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>Student/Junior<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hall of Oracles: Auditorium<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Tommy, any<hr/><br/><strong>“Wow, a treasure chest. Nice.”</strong>Karter could only shake her head. Must be nice to be that lucky. Tommy said he didn't get why it happened and Karter didn't really have any sound ideas either so she just kinda shrugged.<strong>“You, my friend, are just very lucky.”</strong><br/><br/>Somewhat antsy, Karter noted the rest of the assembly with open amusement. She had intended to pass the time and distract herself with some idle chit chat but then the Principal's voice cut in, dragging her attention around to the stage only to find that it was a bird and not the principal. As everyone broke out into a rousing song, she just grinned, realizing it could be none other than Oz up there causing a scene.<br/><br/>Thankfully, things got underway shortly after the bird-boy was shooed from the mic. Of course, by this time she had pulled out a thin black marker and had begun drawing some interesting designs on her arm, testing out a new tattoo design in the open space of her inner forearm. As Principal Neutron finally began his customary spiel, she continued to detail her little design, not really paying attention since he generally said the same thing every year. After two previous run throughs she'd gotten the point.<br/><br/>By the time the guidance counselor had gone up to speak, Karter'd had enough of sitting still. She would never ever elect to visit that particular staff member so hearing what she had to say just wasn't that important to her. She had slipped out of her seat with a gentle pat to Tommy's arm and made her way down her row and out to the aisle before the woman had even gotten to her little list of students. Her boots were silent as she made her way toward the doors, nodding to a few people here and there that she knew and noticing a few new faces. There was a blonde girl engrossed in her video game that Karter had never noticed before and while she might have been curious to find out just who she was she had no desire to confine herself to yet another seat quite so soon. Likely she would run into her again so it was not urgent thing.<br/><br/>By the time Ms.Zhilan finished her speech, Karter had reached the door and not caring who saw her, she slipped out into the hallway to try and figure out a way to mellow out before classes started.