Quiet. Oh, so quiet.
After all the bustle of moving out and moving in, the lounge wasn't really what she had expected. Lights blinked ominously in and out, slowly, flashing and flickering in the solemn room.
Deserted, well almost anyway. A wide space filled with a little people. Deadened silence occupied the rest.
Which was hardly an audience.
Aoi had just settled into Starlight Academy, leaving all her luggage unattended in the halls, and promptly setting out. Her first destination was the lounge.
Her smirk deepened into a frown as she surveyed the room. Disappointed slightly, she crossed her arms, thinking of the next manuvuer.
Staking out plans required more than sadistic thoughts and a reason; it needed patience, peace, and clear minded thoughts, and a reason. Basically, plotting needed a reason, which she had not now. Her brows furrowed, and her crystal-like brown eyes closed in deep contemplation: to do nothing or leave.
It took her a fair while to think it out, as she kept losing her thoughts to the wind. To others she would've seemed strange, standing there in all her bright polyester clothing, doing absolutely nothing. Her crimson shorts were two sizes too big, and completed with a matching white and pink sweater which sleeves ended snugly at her fingertips. A black cat-eared hat sat upon her left ponytail, contrasting with the rest of her attire rather a lot. If the barette was visible under her hat, the two hairbands would've differed in width. A perfect image of a girl out of place, she was one picture of an odd one.
Taking a sigh, and decided to do nothing for now, she took a seat on a fluffy resting chair on the side of the room. Aoi took out a small cerulean, white happy-faced spotted journal and twirled a pencil with her fingers. Nipping the eraser end of the pencil, she began to write.
But before that she had to doodle.
After all the bustle of moving out and moving in, the lounge wasn't really what she had expected. Lights blinked ominously in and out, slowly, flashing and flickering in the solemn room.
Deserted, well almost anyway. A wide space filled with a little people. Deadened silence occupied the rest.
Which was hardly an audience.
Aoi had just settled into Starlight Academy, leaving all her luggage unattended in the halls, and promptly setting out. Her first destination was the lounge.
Her smirk deepened into a frown as she surveyed the room. Disappointed slightly, she crossed her arms, thinking of the next manuvuer.
Staking out plans required more than sadistic thoughts and a reason; it needed patience, peace, and clear minded thoughts, and a reason. Basically, plotting needed a reason, which she had not now. Her brows furrowed, and her crystal-like brown eyes closed in deep contemplation: to do nothing or leave.
It took her a fair while to think it out, as she kept losing her thoughts to the wind. To others she would've seemed strange, standing there in all her bright polyester clothing, doing absolutely nothing. Her crimson shorts were two sizes too big, and completed with a matching white and pink sweater which sleeves ended snugly at her fingertips. A black cat-eared hat sat upon her left ponytail, contrasting with the rest of her attire rather a lot. If the barette was visible under her hat, the two hairbands would've differed in width. A perfect image of a girl out of place, she was one picture of an odd one.
Taking a sigh, and decided to do nothing for now, she took a seat on a fluffy resting chair on the side of the room. Aoi took out a small cerulean, white happy-faced spotted journal and twirled a pencil with her fingers. Nipping the eraser end of the pencil, she began to write.
But before that she had to doodle.