Originally Posted by Ashwinder

Louisa did not sip the water like a lady. Or a girl. She just gulped it all and made a gasping sound at the end, no 'thank you's because Louisa didn't like those formal manners. They meant nothing, she was more keen to do stuff that count rather than just being polite for no reason. She then raised her eyebrows, "Are you kidding me? Being possessed as a pirate spirit is unique and worth mentioning." And cool. Was she talking like the little Mika? D:

The headmaster, riight. She looked at Tate and shrugged one shoulder, "I don't really know that much of him." Actually... she did. "Except that he seems patient somewhat, he doesn't order stuff and expect all the students to follow blindly. I remember that he recruited a bunch of firsties who set curtains on fire two years ago, he recruited them to be the troublemaker busters or something like that." It wasn't funny at all when they swarmed into the Great Hall right when Louisa was cleaning pie off Dal's face. "It shows that he's understanding and smart, right? Turn the criminals to law enforcers." Or stupid, depending on the outcome.

"My favorite professor was Roslund. The Astronomy professor from last year. He had to quite but I got along with him a lot." Even after her detention, she still liked him. But that didn't mean she'd spend the night mourning over him.



As Louisa gulped down the full water goblet she'd gotten from Nealan, her eyes caught someone sitting a bit farther and staring at a bunch of students. She put down the cup and, "Hey!" to get his attention. She was NOT letting a kid sit quietly watching the fun and not stepping in. Not on her this table anyways. "Are those your friends?" She nodded her head at the group which headmaster Tate once had the urge of recruiting as problem busters. Or something like that. "Why don't you go say hi?" Or better, stay here and chat with the ones close to him.

He could chat with Louisa, too, if he was interested.



There was something tugging at Louisa's mind. She sat there, hands folded in front of her, eyes focused on the empty plate and her legs were stretched under the table. Something made her all tense-like and waiting for something big to happen. Something was tug tug tug tug.

Or drum drum drum drum.

The girl's eyes caught the fingers drumming lazily on the table across from her and then she raised her head to actually see the person thumping IN HER MIND. An unfamiliar face. Old unfamiliar face, which definitely meant he was new. She knew almost everyone her age by now and this boy, like Nealan, was new.

"Will you stop it?" She stretched her hand and squeezed his fingers shut so he wouldn't thump anymore. One more thump, she'll get thick...errr..sick. Getting her hand back she asked, "What's bothering you?" Because he was wearing his face upside down. And thanks to their head of house it was HER business now. Hmph.