Welcoming ZHARIAH!

Loo grinned. "No, I don't mind. My parents were supportive of my sister's and my gifts. We lead an awesome home life, but not so awesome everywhere else. My sister and I were allways in fights, usually I got in there to take care of her. Umm..Our parents didn't take us out of school, 'cause they figured that we needed to learn how to handle tough situations." she paused, brushing her hair behind her ear, "Anyways, one day my sister got jumped by 16 guys. I was a little late to the scene, and she'd already gotten alot of wounds. I got some pretty bad stuff too. But after that, my parents decided to send me and my sister here. So here I am." she spread her arms wide, then shrugging easily.

Loo smiled softly, but shrugged. "Don't worry about it. There's nothing you can do about it, and I'm safe here, learning how to defent myself better against people like them." her words held her light New Zealand accent, and she cocked her head slightly to the side, red hair showering to one side, over her shoulder.

"You're very kind," she remarked, noticing the feelings of anger that had passed into her when she'd told him about her sister getting jumped. So she felt the need to make the comment. She never was one for beating around the bush, and said exactly what she meant, exactly when she meant it.

Loo had taken a breath to say something when he said "Wait... hold that...." she closed her mouth, and obediantly remained in her position. A small, amused smile found it's way onto her face, making her eyes dance, as she remained in her position as he sketched. She was completely fine with remaining in her position, looking at him was no punishment, since after not seeing a nice, good looking guy for a while, it was rather refreshing. He was so into his sketching.

When he looked up at her again, a light twinge of pink came into her cheeks. She almost felt like she'd been eavesdropping, even though she was the subject of the drawing. Then he showed it to her, and she blushed a little darker. "I think you made me prettier than I am." she remarked easily, looking over the drawing. "But it's still absolutely amazing."

Loo, being one to accept straight out compliments, didn't blush, nor feel awkward about it. Instead, she made a theatrical bow, and said, in true Elvis Presly style, "Thank-yuh, thank-yuh vury much." though, since her Kiwi accent was always present, the result was rather comical, and she burst out laughing at herself.

She quickly got herself back under control though, though the held in laughter was obvious as she shoulders shook. She took the drawing and looked at it closely. "Thank-you." she said seriously, truly honestly thankful. But the seriousness didn't last, and she was still trying to keep herself from laughing at herself.

She cocked her head to the side, watching him flush a bit, a smirk of amusement pulling at the corners of her mouth, though she didn't allow it access to her face. She didn't blush this time, but allowed a grin to come onto her face as he apologized. "Well, first off, since I actually know you better now, I shall give you a nickname, and expect to be given the same royalty. You are now Zar." then she returned her head to it's original position, "And, I shall make it easier for you," she draped an arm around his neck, though she had to stand on tiptoe to do so, "Shall we go eat and chat?" she questioned with a thin brow raised, grin on her face, milking her Kiwi accent for all that it was worth.