<div class="floatleft">(http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h215/wontsubmit/waterson1.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Qiang Nuo<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Student<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dining Hall; Breakfast 0830 Sept 1st 2013<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Toad<br/><strong>Continue:</strong>Kitchen (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=185048.0)<br/><br/>There was a bright smile on her face when Toad made his presence known.  Always a fan of the acrobatic and the beauty of motion, she enjoyed watching the man leap from one place to the other.  Beneath her feet the sneakers moved.  Bouncing was simply a survival method for Nuo, a trick used to expel a small amount of energy into the world around her.  Such energy now found its way into the floor boards of the dining room.  Each lift of her body into the air came to sound as if a figure much larger than her were doing the same action.  The process was almost as if she wanted to mimic the figure that now settled atop the furniture to stare down at her.<br/><br/>“Run!?  Sure!”<br/><br/>Energetic and filled with a youthful optimism, she let those characteristics bleed out into her speech.  A thick accent troubled her words but not to the point of being unintelligible.  One hand rose to adjust the gym bag, tightening the strap so that the bulk was pulled tight to her back.  Suddenly though she moved forward to the refrigerator.  One foot planted against the bottom of the door, the appliance shaking from the impact of her body against the surface.  The girl pushed off and upward, her body turning as she rose and her hand coming across for a light brush against Toad’s body.<br/><br/>“Tag!”<br/><br/>Nuo began to run within a moment of her feet striking the ground.  A burst of speed and energy echoed behind her as she shot forward and into the kitchen with reckless abandon.  There was laughter in her voice and a smile shining brightly on her features as she pressed forward.