<div class="floatright">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_et9ttl8zdzQ/TD_-vwBMOGI/AAAAAAAAN5E/eP7JumXuE2M/s1600/1a3f651e06434edab4aee510aaf9f5b6.jpg)</div><br/>Most people would be frightened at the show of tattoos and force, but Michelle recognized the look of another outcast who wasn't fully used to dealing with people as simple friends.  She switched up desks, taking a bit of a closer spot to get a look, and as she did, that familiar sensation came back to inform her of another Scion.  Her smile grew a little warmer as she investigated the ink.<br/><br/>"Wow," she finally said, giving a faint tug on her lucky rabbit's foot pendant.  It was more of a habitual and thoughtful gesture she made while she was thinking.  "That all looks really cool.  How'd you get your parents to be alright with letting you get them?  I kept getting told I was way too young."<br/><br/>She left things at that for now, allowing the girl to continue to withdraw if preferred.  She didn't want to come off as too imposing or forceful.  If the other girl really wanted to be left alone, she would find another seat.