<div class="floatleft">(https://s14.postimg.org/xfexi6pk1/1_PR.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Vivienne "Vivi" Kajahara<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Black Ranger<br/><strong>Time/Date:</strong>October 1st, early morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Central fountain on campus<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kara, Bence<strong>Mention:</strong>N/A<br/><hr/><br/>Well, Vivi certainly hadn't anticipated that the guy would just turn tail and book it like that. As amusing as the idea that she'd somehow been able to scare off a huge muscle of mountains that probably weighed twice as much as her with a handful of words was, though, she did feel a tiny bit bad about it. She'd hardly even said anything, but still. Or maybe it was her considerably more asshole-ish thought that she felt guilty about, but that was just in her head, it couldn't hurt anyone. Right?<br/><br/>It wasn't over, though, because then he turned back around! Despite his imposing physique, the guy managed to remind Vivi more of a sad puppy while he delivered a sullen apology, his cheeks actually glowing a little red. It was weird. Endearing, but weird. That seemed to be the theme of the morning so far. And now Vivi felt even guiltier. She could certainly empathize with his situation, after all, having done plenty of stupid shit that she ended up regretting while under one influence or another, sometimes even when she was perfectly sober.<br/><br/><em>Bon, j'pourrais bien essayer d'être un petit peu moins chiante avec le pauvre mec.</em><br/><br/><strong>"Nothing to be sorry for...relax. I had fun. Pretty sure you did too. It's all good."</strong>Vivi waved her hand in an elegant little motion that she often used when dismissing something unimportant and gave him another slight smile, this time holding off on the sass.<br/><br/>It was still kinda awkward, she wasn't sure where things were supposed to go from there, but luckily Kara popped up at just the right moment. She just shrugged her shoulders at the blonde's question, which was one she wouldn't mind knowing the answer to either. Then came the second comment about Vivi supposedly getting all the hot guys, causing her eyes widen in confused shock while she glared at her teammate as if the girl were an alien.<br/><br/><em>Wait, what's that supposed to mean, she doesn't get it? What's wrong wi- WAIT! What the actual fuck?!?</em><br/><br/>It just struck her that she'd been looking at Kara the whole time, and her lips hadn't moved, not one bit. Either her friend was leading a dual life as the world's greatest ventriloquist, or something explainable had just occurred. The voice had sounded off, too, exactly like when she'd heard Mr. Hot Guy mention her ass. And now there was...almost like an echo of Kara's infectious laugh resounding through her head.<br/><br/><em>Non mais j'suis en train de devenir dingue ou quoi...? It's like I'm hearing their thoughts. But that's clearly impossible. That has to be the most retarded thing I've ever thought. Fuck, what's wrong with me?!</em>