Welcoming ZHARIAH!

She widened her eyes in mock innocence. "Why no! I'm 15!" she deadpanned, managing to look completely shocked for all of 30 seconds. Then she cracked a grin, resting her elbows on her knees, and placing her chin in her hands. "I'm two years over. But only just." she continued to grin, wiggling her unshoed toes contentedly. Even in the cold weather she refused to wear shoes for long periods of time.

She almost blew a strand of her own hair out of her face, but decided on a more useful approach, and instead used a hand to tuck it where it belonged. "So, what brought you to this place?" she asked, on alert for any sudden changes in his emotions that would tell her if she'd touched a uncomfortable subject, prepared to change the subject as quickly as possible.

She didn't even acknowledge his comment of 5 with a comback, simply grinning at him, and shrugging. Then he gestured over to his sculpture. "Yeah, I did notice it, but you seemed pretty uncomfortable with the fact that I walked in on you, so I thought it'd be better if I didn't say anything."

Then she nodded. "Yes, I would." having his permission now, to look at his art, she stood and crossed over to it, admiring the perfect artistry of it. "Wow..That's really amazing." she remarked, refraining from touching it, looking at it for a moment or two, taking it all in. Then she looked at him, a wide smile on her face. "Really, that's amazing. I've never been much of an artistic person, but that's breathtaking." she said honestly, nodding her head for emphasis.

Loo had glanced back at his art when he had stood, and so when he spoke again, his voice almost completely in her ear, she jumped slightly, turning to look at him, smile still on her face. "I mostly climb walls, do hand stands, Hang out with my sister..." she paused, and laughed at herself. "Well, Don't I sound interesting.." she smiled again and shrugged. "Mostly I train, though."

Not that she minded him being near her, but he was a bit too close. She took a small, almost innoticable step backwards. "What about you? What do you do for fun?" she cocked her head to the side slightly, looking up at him.

Loo grinned. "I figured there was more, but I'll just accept that you only entertain yourself with art." she shrugged, thankful that he'd taken a step back.

"But wall climbing huh? That sounds interesting. Like a dance, or like a deadly show of agility?"

She grinned again, a mischievious twinkle coming into her eyes. She lept at the wall, catching herself half way up, and climbing up it like a monkey. Then she jumped to the roof, her hair hanging down with gravity. Then, she quickly flipped so that she was facing down at him, still holding herself on the roof. "One or the other. You decide." she grinned again, having no trouble staying where she was above him, actually letting go with one hand to brush her hand behind her ears.

She grinned. He was very good at hiding his feelings. But not from an Empath. She knew he was uncomfortable with her position on the roof, and so let go, righting herself at the last moment, and landing on the floor in a crouched, catlike position. "I could have stayed up there for hours." she said, faking a pout until she stood, brushing her now unruly hair behind her ears.

She placed a hand on her hip, and surveying Zar for a moment. He was a good looking fellow, she could appreciate it. After all, she was a girl. She cut off her appraisal before it could make him uncomfortable. Then she broke into a grin. "So what's your story Zar?" she asked, her mouth closing into a smaller, almost gentle smile, just in case she had broached upon a tender subject.