{A Chance Meeting | Open}
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Kirigiri's footsteps were light as she traveled down the hallway, moving with practiced ease and sense of purpose. Her long lavender hair flowed after her and she absentmindedly tightened the black bow she had secured onto her braid. Her sharp face was blank, giving no indication of any other emotion besides casual indifference.
She had not been quite as social the last few days. Truth be told, she rather liked the solitude. It gave her time to think, to try and remember things. Though her attempts had not been successful. Despite her lack of socializing, she had heard many rumors about a new boy. He would be the lowest of the low, the dirt of the earth, and the other Red Aristocrats were sure to remind him of that fact every chance they got. If ordered to by the Princess, she would as well.
Finally she reached her destination, the kitchen. She had yet to have a good cup of coffee and she was long over due for her daily dose of Luwark. However, as she stepped inside, she heard footsteps coming from behind her. Her dark purple eyes narrowed for a moment and she cleared her throat.
"Who is there?" Her voice was commanding, but not cruel.
