Climbing trees

"Oh. Well. Thank you." A pause - not, in Veronica's opinion, an awkward one; but she was bad at judging that sort of thing anyway. "How long have you been here, anyway?"

Veronica smirked almost unnoticeably, twirling her cane absent-mindedly. "I'd like to say it gets better, but I've been here five months and've yet to met someone I actually like." A pause, and she held up a finger to silence the girl. "And that has nothing to do with my personality, I swear."

She tilted her head to the side, considering this. "I'm actually ok with it. And no, you're not annoying me." A pause, and she shrugged. "Although it might be the other way around, with me being 'not the nicest person.'" She was unable to resist wriggling her digits in finger quotes at the last part, laughing slightly.

A small smirk. "And I am easily amused." She thought for a moment, trying to remember exactly what it was she did. "Read, mostly, or walk around; you might have noticed I'm the sort who prefers her company above all others." A pause, and she shrugged. "I doubt that was what you were talking about. There are some absolutely brilliant clubs in the area; you sound old enough to be admitted." She tilted an ear at the silent girl as if to confirm this fact, shrugging and falling silent herself. "I'm afraid I'm not the best person to be consulting on the fun side of Starlight Academy."

Veronica sighed, lolling her head to one side and then the other. "Wish I could fight. My reflexes are good, but it's rather hard to defend against an attack you can't see." A wistful look crossed her face for a fraction of a second, but it was gone anyone could see it. "What sort of fights? Fencing, or" - she held up both fists briefly - "duking it out with your bare hands?"