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quick question, does this look nice, or nah?
mertle turned around, only to see a girl with purple hair looking back at her. to be quite honest, the girl’s purple hair was quite distracting, and mertle could barely foucs. “it’s okay. accidents tend to happen anyway.” there was no doubt a hint of disappointment in her voice but what could she do about it? “so, what’s your name? i’m mertle.” she gave the purple headed girl a slight smile, before continuing with her sentence. “here, have a seat.” mertle motioned for the girl to sit beside her.
Iris had noticed the girl looking at her hair, so she pulled it back into a ponytail. She knew that it can be quite distracting for others, for she tends to accidentally forget that sometimes. “It’s nice to meet you, Mertle. I’m Iris.” She sits down next to her, smiling at Mertle. “You have a really cool power, Mertle.”
mertle continued staring at iris's purple hair, until she decided to pull it back. quickly trying to focus on the conversation, mertle nodded and smiled absentmindedly, not sure what they were talking about. she tries to remember fragments of their conversation and remembers iris introducing herself to her. "oh hi iris!" mertle grinned brightly at her, and remember that iris had just complimented her. "oh thanks, but plasma mutation is nothing really. i mean it's kinda complex, but its quite simple to be quite honest. what about you? what's your power?" mertle nudges her slightly as she asks her the question.
the punch? people actually do that? /mertle started at the punch weirdly./ huh, guess the punch wasn’t what i thought it would be. anyway, how’s the ball so far? /mertle smiles back sweetly./
People actually do do that, surprisingly. And I thought that only happened in movies. { She chuckled before sending her a warm smile } So far its been pretty good, I mean, no drama yet so that’s a good sign! What about you, daring? Hows the ball treating you?
yep, that's definitely surprising. /mertle turned around to take one last look at the suspicious looking punch before turning back to look at mikaela./ the ball's a bit boring, to be quite honest. i mean its the same old same old. and i didn't even bring anyone along here with me. but meh, i guess overall it's still okay. how about you?
/mertle keeps on looking around curiously at the array of wide refreshments. she senses a presence next to her, turning around, only to be greeted by the sight of a man smoking a cigarette./ the punch? /mertle raised an eyebrow, staring back at the man./ in my opinion, i would advise against you leaning against the refreshments table. /mertle laughed slightly./
Malcolm nodded intently. “Yea, someone spiked it. Check this out.” He takes a cup of punch and dipped the tip of his cigarette into it and it lit up in a small plum of fire. He then looked over at her. “Well I wouldn’t be too worried about that….” He then tuned to smoke before reforming quickly.
"well, i guess the punch's out of the question now." mertle lets out a sigh before looking at the refreshments table for other treats. she turns back to look at malcolm, only to see him playing around with the cigarette. "oh well, as dangerous at the punch was, it did look pretty cool. she nods a bit before asking malcolm, "hey i didn't manage to catch your name. what was it again?
mertle stared at the lump of plasma in front of her. staring intently, mertle brought her hands up to surround the plasma while concentrating on the lump of plasma. slowly but surely, the plasma started to become more and more transparent. a smile slowly started growing eagerly on mertle’s face, convinced that she was finally able to manipulate plasma properly. just then, she felt a tap on her shoulder. the tap was so sudden that mertle lost concentration on the plasma and saw the plasma turn back into its original state. letting out a long sigh, mertle turned around to see who the person who caused her to lost concentration was.
Iris was walking around campus, feeling extremely tired, when she saw Mertle and the plasma lump. She stopped walking and continued to watch, fascinated by it. The purple haired girl walked over to the redhead and tapped her shoulder, wanting to praise her. But, she accidentally caused the girl to lose concentration. She backed away a little and smiled sheepishly. “Sorry, I didn’t mean for you to lose your concentration. I was just walking around when I saw you manipulating that plasma lump and I wanted to tell you that it was amazing.”
mertle turned around, only to see a girl with purple hair looking back at her. to be quite honest, the girl's purple hair was quite distracting, and mertle could barely foucs. "it's okay. accidents tend to happen anyway." there was no doubt a hint of disappointment in her voice but what could she do about it? "so, what's your name? i'm mertle." she gave the purple headed girl a slight smile, before continuing with her sentence. "here, have a seat." plasma motioned for the girl to sit beside her.
oh, nice to meet you. the name’s mertle. /mertle smiled back slightly, before curiously looking at the punch./ the punch? what’s with the punch?
Pleasure’s all mine. { She smiled before looking back at the punch. Odie leaned into a whisper } Rumour has it someone spiked the punch.
the punch? people actually do that? /mertle started at the punch weirdly./ huh, guess the punch wasn't what i thought it would be. anyway, how's the ball so far? /mertle smiles back sweetly./
mertle stared at the lump of plasma in front of her. staring intently, mertle brought her hands up to surround the plasma while concentrating on the lump of plasma. slowly but surely, the plasma started to become more and more transparent. a smile slowly started growing eagerly on mertle’s face, convinced that she was finally able to manipulate plasma properly. just then, she felt a tap on her shoulder. the tap was so sudden that mertle lost concentration on the plasma and saw the plasma turn back into its original state. letting out a long sigh, mertle turned around to see who the person who caused her to lost concentration was.
/mertle looked around the refreshments, wondering which one would be good. curiously looking and attempting to get a whiff of the refreshments, she turned around to see another girl beside her/ oh, thank you. /mertle smiles back at the stranger/ i don’t seem to recall meeting you before, what’s your name?
Don’t think I’ve seen you around before either, honey. I’m Mikaela. Its nice to meet you. { Sending her a smile, she looked over at the punch before chuckling } Stay away from the punch alright?
oh, nice to meet you. the name's mertle. /mertle smiled back slightly, before curiously looking at the punch./ the punch? what's with the punch?
/mumbles to self; will someone remind me why i’m here again?/ gah. /groans loudly/ might as well attempt to get some food while i’m here. /stands up and walks over slowly to the refreshments table/
*Malcolm stands, leaning against the refreshments table, taking a pull from his cigarette, absorbing the smoke* Seeing anything good? Personally I’d advise against the punch
/mertle keeps on looking around curiously at the array of wide refreshments. she senses a presence next to her, turning around, only to be greeted by the sight of a man smoking a cigarette./ the punch? /mertle raised an eyebrow, staring back at the man./ in my opinion, i would advise against you leaning against the refreshments table. /mertle laughed slightly./
/mumbles to self; will someone remind me why i’m here again?/ gah. /groans loudly/ might as well attempt to get some food while i’m here. /stands up and walks over slowly to the refreshments table/
{ She was happily dancing around and stuff when she got tired and decided to go and get some punch } { looks at the girl beside her and smiles } Well, aren’t you a pretty princess tonight?
/mertle looked around the refreshments, wondering which one would be good. curiously looking and attempting to get a whiff of the refreshments, she turned around to see another girl beside her/ oh, thank you. /mertle smiles back at the stranger/ i don't seem to recall meeting you before, what's your name?
/mumbles to self; will someone remind me why i'm here again?/ gah. /groans loudly/ might as well attempt to get some food while i'm here. /stands up and walks over slowly to the refreshments table/
i guess its finally good to be back. /looks around; inhales deeply/
Well if it isn’t daddy’s little girl, Big-Headed Mertle? How quaint.
awh, wouldn't you look at who's talking. amara grimhilde, it would be a great favor if you could just shut your trap.
i guess its finally good to be back. /looks around; inhales deeply/