A warm welcome

[Trall Sho'chira]

Trall slinked through the doors in away that a non-challent lead brick would caress a sea of silk. a consideration bolted through her mind.

A screaming, a time of pain, a time that she watched the skin peel off beings before there soul melted between her toes, she fashioned a grimace to those that would bother observe. A new start, no more myths, mysterious there was but one on her side and it was her.

(shes not nice, in fact she's less nice than puppy dog tails, by a long shot.)

[Lucas Montgomery]

Lucas was walking down the hall with the usual troubles on his mind...love. The Oscar Dance was a complete embarrassment and now he could hear the whispers and laughs from girls as he passed by. It gnawed at him to know he'd become something of a joke. Finding notes that said things like, "You're not Thom Seivert" and "Your fortune says you're a jerk!"

Lucas moved past the people with his head hung low. He needed to get away and just avoid people for a while. However, as he turned a corner, he spotted someone who had been very quiet for some time now. Trall. Where had she been? And why did she have resurface now?