<hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>I'm <em>running</em> but you're getting away</strong></span></span></div><hr/><div class="floatright">(https://i.gifer.com/FyYh.gif)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><strong>Name: </strong> Ella Ragsdale<br/><strong>Sorting:</strong> Silver Student<br/><strong>Age:</strong> 19<br/><strong>Orientation:</strong> Bi<br/><strong>Mood:</strong> Burning off the booze, Sullen <br/><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>Second Day of Hell or  09.28.20 10:00 am<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Knight's Field<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ryssa McClain <em><strong>closed</strong></em></span><br/><strong>Music:</strong>Guardians of the Galaxy Soundtrack Vol.1<br/><hr/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><br/><br/>Nodding Ella extended her hand to Ryssa "<strong>Ella Ragsdale...part of the program</strong>" mustering a chuckle as she shook the tall drink of water's hand. There was a hitch in her breathing for a moment, like an electric shock. Releasing the tall woman's hand she adjusted her sunglasses and before stuffing the hand back in her hoodie pocket. It was still burning from the handshake. <br/><br/>"Nice to meet ya." her southern drawl a little more apparent. "<strong>I am here to work on my art degree...this...sham is my father's idea of settin me straight</strong>" snorting sarcastically and stuffing all the rage of why she was here down deep. "<strong>So you been here two years, do you know all the secrets of this place yet?</strong>" Tilting her head, the long ponytail sliding over her shoulder as she stepped towards the bleachers and sitting next to the other woman. Janie was gone and she was here and no amount of crying was going to fix that fact. Sunglasses still firmly in place she looked at the other woman, <strong>"So help a girl out so I know where not to tread?"  </strong><br/>  <br/></span></span>