Or, a jumble of barely comprehensible notes and scribbles from an unusual girl.Personal Intimacy Studies ((OOC Information)) School Inquisitive? Feeling Forward?
You watch her stumble a bit with her eyes close, somewhat confused. She certainly does seem to have a certain amount of randomness to her actions. She’s doing alright though for the most part, veering a bit too far to the right. You just walk along carefully, keeping an eye ahead to make sure nothing in the immediate future is going to cause her trouble. She’ll brush up against the wall here soon but she’s not going fast enough for it to be painful and the angle she’ll encounter it at is slight.
You figure it might be a good time to answer her though, to see if she’s paying enough attention to know the distance between is growing. “They serve a good variety, it’s a make to order place so their entire selection is available; no soup of the day type thing. As for archaeology, you’ll have a lot of varying courses. Quite a few history classes and anthropology for sure. I don’t know much about the anthropology courses but history is usually in Krandon Hall.”
You slip up, blinking your eyes open by mistake when you realize just how displaced her voice has come. It’s a good thing too, it looks like you were about to run into something. Oops! You laugh softly to yourself and then look over to her with a smile. “That sounds wonderful. What a nice place.” You tend to have soup a lot; especially canned soups, as you a a little fearful of touching a stove (or going anywhere near it, really) and your parents are hardly home to keep you company anymore. They got tired of keeping watch over you a long time ago.
You aren’t tired of soup though. Especially when the soup sounds so nice. Though you are much more excited for the company on this outing than your food. You wander back over to Rose, playing with the back of your skirt with your still entwined fingers. “That is very helpful, despite a few holes in your knowledge. Thank you, Rose. Is Krandon Hall near here, do you know?”
As you exit the building through the automatic doors you point roughly east towards where Krandon Hall is. It’s not really nearby, the students who usually enjoy studying ancient civilizations tend to not be very social and the college seemed to accommodate them by placing their building on the edge of campus.
“It’s quite a distance that way. It’s got a strange design, so it shouldn’t be hard to find really. We can certainly drop by there later. But, here we have our destination.”
You open the door to Kristine’s and hold it for Aradia with a tiny smile. You were looking forward to having a club for some reason today. It was thankfully just past the regular lunch hour and the restaurant was calm at this point.