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I have to find my way [Open]
Who: Claire Belacqua, anyone with access to the TB dorms
Where: Trailblazer dorms
When: March 29th, early evening
What: The Trailblazers have a new trainee!
Warnings: None at the moment
Notes: n/a
Claire Belacqua was ushered to the very edge of the Trailblazers living area by the CONDOR agents who brought her over from the facility they'd been keeping her while they figured out what to do with her, and told to look around and make friends. They weren't really in the mood to babysit, and sixteen was old enough to deal with the dorms herself, right?
So they have deposited one aerokinetic with one (red) duffle bag and one (red) backpack in the rec area, wearing one (red) t-shirt, and one (red) light hoodie. Those inclined to notice such things will also probably notice that both the elastic on the end of her braid and the shoelaces in her sneakers are red as well.
She's got a thing for red, clearly.
Claire takes a few deep breaths, fiddling with the zipper on her jacket, and carefully puts her bags down out of the way of anyone walking. Exploring and making friends were easier said than done, and she didn't know if she was allowed to go everywhere or if there was someone she should talk to, and it all ends in her not really knowing what to do, opting to stand still and look confused instead.
It usually works, especially if she isn't a familiar face or obviously doesn't belong somewhere.
Where: Trailblazer dorms
When: March 29th, early evening
What: The Trailblazers have a new trainee!
Warnings: None at the moment
Notes: n/a
Claire Belacqua was ushered to the very edge of the Trailblazers living area by the CONDOR agents who brought her over from the facility they'd been keeping her while they figured out what to do with her, and told to look around and make friends. They weren't really in the mood to babysit, and sixteen was old enough to deal with the dorms herself, right?
So they have deposited one aerokinetic with one (red) duffle bag and one (red) backpack in the rec area, wearing one (red) t-shirt, and one (red) light hoodie. Those inclined to notice such things will also probably notice that both the elastic on the end of her braid and the shoelaces in her sneakers are red as well.
She's got a thing for red, clearly.
Claire takes a few deep breaths, fiddling with the zipper on her jacket, and carefully puts her bags down out of the way of anyone walking. Exploring and making friends were easier said than done, and she didn't know if she was allowed to go everywhere or if there was someone she should talk to, and it all ends in her not really knowing what to do, opting to stand still and look confused instead.
It usually works, especially if she isn't a familiar face or obviously doesn't belong somewhere.