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Originally Posted by emjay Phoenix was the type to easily become engrossed in what he was doing, especially when it was a subject of his interest, causing him to not be aware of his surroundings. Today was not that day however. The book that he had been wanting to reading had thus far proved to be disappointing at best and though he was trying to give it a chance, it wasn't really picking up the further he read.
He was just about to set the book aside when he looked up to see someone else entering. Mitsuki, he knew her name to be, though he didn't really know her all that well outside of common room acquaintance. "Hello.." he greeted with a small smile, though said it a bit hesitantly as she seemed to be hesitant herself in walking in. Of course he wouldn't mind if she came in too as it was for all members of Ravenclaw, but she seemed to be just watching him.. and it made him slightly uncomfortable. "Did you need something? Or just come in to hang out?" She was just watching him but at least she was blinking. She had ceased her staring at people with unblinking eyes around the age of five or so.
"Hello," she greeted in return just as a bit of soft humming and jostling happened in her left pocket. It was the pocket with the least amount of salt currently, much of it being displaced during her walk from the dorm and circumnavigation of the common room. Pistachio had been more than a bit restless and was still struggling to get comfortable it seemed. There was even a little explosion of salt granules flung from her pocket and to the floor as the puffskein continued to shuffle about inside her pocket. "No," she replied simply to his first question before considering the second...which included a skeptical glance upwards towards the ceiling in which she saw nothing to utilize to accomplish that task. "Also no."
__________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back.........................................
But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... 
The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony
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