<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f9/MaplePortrait1.png)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Maple MacAlistair<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Maddy<br/><strong>Where:</strong>908 East Tower<br/><strong>When:</strong>4th arrangement<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Clicky link! (http://www.polyvore.com/frogrun/set?id=217844701)<br/><hr/><br/>"Yeah, okay," Maple says, shifting so she's sitting in a less uncomfortable position. "That lines up I guess...Penn theorized that he was Astral Projecting, and BC and Foley've talked about something called a silver cord that kind of ties your spirit to your body when it's out doing whatever Astral Projectors do. Maybe he needed to jump through phones the same way BC needs to get high? And she said..."<br/><br/>Maple trails off as she pulls a small notebook from her bag and jots down a few notes in barely legible chicken scratch. This felt a little like progress, or something that might eventually lead to progress at least. If she just focused on that, maybe she could hold everything together a little longer.<br/><br/>"I'm going to stick around until Balthazar gets her," she says. "You can go if you'd like. I'm going to meditate and try and remember something Min-joon shouted in Korean before his phone bricked itself, so if you stick around just...try and keep the Empathy in check, yeah?"<br/><br/>Without really waiting for a response Maple shifts into the lotus pose she usually favors when meditating in class. It's usually easy for her to slip into a tranquil state but after the utter mess the day had become she finds herself reduced to relying on breathing exercises and mantras.