<div class="floatleft">(https://31.media.tumblr.com/6261b88b19a050d20d013f43a4e96135/tumblr_n3a8zlmZEP1sn4hzbo1_400.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Danielle  Moonstar<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Dani, Mirage<br/><strong>Dorm Assignment:</strong>1st Floor, Room 1<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Auditorium<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 2nd, Early evening<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Summer wear (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=118965528)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open (<strong>Victor</strong>, mentioned<strong>Kitty</strong>and indirectly<strong>Stephen</strong>)<br/><hr/><br/>For a brief moment when his panic became apparent at her approach Dani thought that the unthinkable had happened.  Had she lost control here in her first real conversation on the first day?  Usually she could see the manifestation as well and knew when it was happening, but perhaps her... ability worked differently on other 'more than humans'. Should she get help? One of the other students perhaps?  Dark eyes met Kitty's  and she was very close to interrupting her on her way to sit with Stephen and ask for help when Victor managed to rally and form real words.<br/><br/>Relief surged through her.  His halting awkwardness didn't even really register, she was just so damn happy to have not messed things up already. His brief ramble about tomatoes caused her to shrug.  "Perhaps hate is a strong word, but I avoid them where I can.  They squish oddly when you bite into them and I cannot stand the texture ... plus their status as a fruit when they clearly belong with vegetables is offensive."  Valid points but one could tell from the small smile playing on the corners of her mouth that Danielle wasn't completely serious.  The random rather inane topic had served its purpose though and provided some back and forth conversation and she was going to go ahead and chalk that one up in the win column.<br/><br/>"I grew up not that far from here actually.  A bit further south.  Colorado.  It might have been easier to pick me up via car actually now that I think about it, but I'm glad they sent the ... airplane thing." Quinjet had not yet been added into her vocabulary.  "Yesterday was my first time flying.  It was ..." Dani trailed off with another small shrug unable to find a quick way to explain.  It was flying. A bit nerve wracking, exciting, interesting, then oddly boring as nothing but clouds floated by.  She'd been in the air for less than an hour.<br/><br/>"How about you?"