Aug 07 01:18:48 <WetBeard>	Eloise was in the Commons this nice evening, she was slouched down in one of the couches focused on a book that she had sitting on her lap. Her left arm of course was in a cast as she always has it while her right was in the center of the book as to make sure it didn't close accidentally. She actually didn't have her hair up in a bun this particular evening, instead it was down - It was rather long, she was neglecting to get it cut as she should. She had a black t-shirt with the picture of a cat on the front and jeans on with a beige scarf wrapped around her neck.
Aug 07 01:23:14 <Knave>	Eloise might not hear the slight sound of scraping stone that signifies Gloria's approach, and her movement is slow enough that it might not catch her eye. However, once she gets into position, having clambered up the back of the sofa and perched on top of it at the opposite end, her presence is impossible to ignore. All four of her clawed limbs grip the couch, and the glowing amber eyes set in her horrific stone face are focused on Eloise's cast. If it wasn't for the platinum blond ponytail and the white dress, Gloria might be mistaken initially for an actual monster.
Aug 07 01:26:44 <WetBeard>	Eloise remained fixated on her book until she could no longer shake the odd feeling, looking around before seeing Gloria and making a sharp gasp of surprise. "Oh! Oh!.... You... Scared me..." She's still trying to work on not getting thrown off by non-human students, old habits. "... Sorry..." Eloise murmurs, realizing her gasp was probably offensive and rude, which it was, hence why she apologizes now.
Aug 07 01:29:32 <Knave>	"I do that." Gloria says, a hint of irritation riding the incredibly hoarse, gravelly sound of her voice. Her reptilian pupils scan up and down Eloise's frame before settling on her cast again - all the while, her face remains unmoving in its constant scowl of disdain. After a few seconds, she adds, "Sorry. Bad habit." She looks down at her own limbs clutching her perch on the backrest, but doesn't move from the spot.
Aug 07 01:32:06 <WetBeard>	Eloise was staring back now, looking Gloria up and down with a slight frown on her face that was hardly any different from a neutral expression. She was grasping the book in her lap tightly with her right hand. "I-uh didn't... Mean to get scared..."
Aug 07 01:35:07 <Knave>	"It's fine. I'm scary." She growls out petulantly, tossing her head away with a sudden, unnerving twist. She propels herself down from the back of the couch to the floor right in front of it and pads around on all fours to sit against the far side, all but the top of her head hidden from view. "It's fine." She repeats.
Aug 07 01:37:44 <WetBeard>	"W-Well it's not that I just didn't see you come in or anything..." Eloise follows her head with her own eyes. She slowly and quietly closed the book and slid it off to the side of her lap where it wouldn't distract her. "I'm uh... Eloise."
Aug 07 01:40:02 <Knave>	Gloria sits simmering in silence for a fair few seconds. Her claw becomes visible as it traces lines on the floor beside her. "Gloria." She barks eventually, sounding just as annoyed as if it had been government secrets and not her name that she had confessed. "What's wrong with your arm?"
Aug 07 01:41:53 <WetBeard>	Eloise, internally, feels rather guilty. Feeling as if she bugged Gloria with her initial gasp of fear, but the question asked knocks her out of it as she looks down to her left arm that's in the cast. "Oh... Uh... Nothing special... To here- I guess... Just uh... yeah... My power..." She was trying to grasp at the words without directly saying what it was. It was better this way that she wasn't boasting, because it's nothing to be proud of.
Aug 07 01:43:59 <Knave>	The claw visible around the corner of the couch stops tracing lines, then begins tapping the floor. Gloria grunts to acknowledge the answer, a sound like grit being thrown against a wall. She asks in a tone that is as much accusatory as it is concerned, "It hurt?"
Aug 07 01:45:23 <WetBeard>	Eloise can't help but cringe a little from all the scrapey sounds coming from Gloria, they're not very pleasant to listen to after all. "Oh no... Not hurt." She gives a soft reassuring smile because hey it's worth a shot to try and get one back.
Aug 07 01:49:11 <Knave>	The top of Gloria's head peeks up over the armrest, her eyes glance at the smile, then look away. After a moment's deliberation, she stands and sits on the arm of the couch, still facing away from Eloise. Where at least she had looked imposing and intimidating perched like a beast on the armrest, here she just looks award, her clawed hands resting in her lap and her eyes on the floor, her frozen look of beastly hatred now as much comical as it is frightening, like a halloween mask out of season. "What're you reading?" She asks, her voice still gratingly unpleasant.
Aug 07 01:51:42 <WetBeard>	"Oh, uh. N-Nothing anymore." Bad vibes go up Eloise's spine, she decides Gloria might be the person you don't want to piss off, so she's sure as hell gonna try her hardest not to. Her smile diminishes to a frown yet again as she watches Gloria, not daring to take her eyes off of her.
Aug 07 01:55:51 <Knave>	"Well..." Gloria's head twists around, her eyes going to the book in Eloise's lap, sounding a little frustrated at the very literal answer, "What book is that, then?" An unidentifiable noise like churning gravel comes from her throat for a few seconds - it could be a growl, clearing her throat, a sigh. Who knows? "What /were/ you reading before-" She hesitates for a moment and swings her head away, rumbling on, "I came and bloody bothered you."
Aug 07 01:58:50 <WetBeard>	"Y-You didn't bother me..." That comes out as more of a pathetic attempt at reassuration. "It was uh... A book on the relationship b-between humans and plants." Eloise can't help but shiver, her legs are pressed together. Why? Who knows. Probably fear of displeasing Gloria and facing some kind of wrath.
Aug 07 02:04:21 <Knave>	"That sounds-" Gloria begins in a derisive tone, apparently automatically, then stops herself, clearing her throat with another terribly unpleasant noise, "What, like... farming, and like... that kind of thing?" The longer she talks, the more apparent it becomes just how bad at talking she is.
Aug 07 02:06:21 <WetBeard>	"I-I like to study Botany?" She finally whimpers out, asking it more like a question as if expecting the 'lame' or 'boring' answer. She knows it's not the most... Exciting subject in the world. "Y-Yeah like f-farming." She's expecting the ridicule to come any moment.
Aug 07 02:09:14 <Knave>	Gloria grunts in a way that is practically gentle given what Eloise has heard of Gloria's voice so far. Moving with all the speed of a drifting continent, she shuffles around on the arm so that she is sat facing forwards, rather than directly away from Eloise, her legs straddling the armrest. She twiddles her thumbs in her lap and says, unprompted, "I like birds."
Aug 07 02:12:26 <WetBeard>	"B-Birds are nice. T-they're uh, pretty, and uh, sound nice." She says trying to appeal to Gloria, she does like birds, they were calming and nice to see and listen to back when Eloise would travel in the woods at her home. She even nods encouragingly.
Aug 07 02:14:26 <Knave>	"Yeah..." The edge of the word hangs in the air for a little bit. Gloria inclines her head very slightly in agreement. She seems aware that more is required of her to hold up a conversation, but doesn't seem to know what to say to fill the silence. Her back hunches slightly.
Aug 07 02:15:34 <WetBeard>	Eloise sits there, waiting for Gloria to say what she likes about birds for a bit before the awkward silence notifies her that in fact, she was not going to say anything. Eloise takes this as a good tell to be quiet as well.
Aug 07 02:17:19 <Knave>	"I'll go if I'm bothering you." Gloria says very suddenly, clearly self-conscious but with a touch of irritation in her voice. Her palms press against the armrest between her knees.
Aug 07 02:18:40 <WetBeard>	"Oh, no, y-you're not bothering me. I uh, just didn't know... What else to say... About birds..." Eloise trails off because she provided a rather lame excuse as to why she was being silent. Internally she hoped her explanation would cause Gloria to elaborate.
Aug 07 02:21:16 <Knave>	"Hrn." Gloria grunts again. For a few seconds, she's perfectly still, then says, "They're nice." She thinks better of saying outright that they're good company. It probably wouldn't make her seem any more cuddly or less of a freak.
Aug 07 02:22:33 <WetBeard>	Eloise nods. "I... Uh... Do you have a f-favorite?" Gloria obviously not being very talkative, Eloise decides it would be best to keep the conversation alive to stay on her good side.
Aug 07 02:25:04 <Knave>	"I like pigeons." She says, and it briefly seems like she's going to stick to a single short sentence again before she leans back and directs her gaze up and away, towards the ceiling, and continues. "People don't like pigeons, but they're fine. They're just there."
Aug 07 02:27:03 <WetBeard>	"O-Oh, I've never seen a real pigeon but I l-like the sounds they make." Eloise says softly as a comment. She wonders if the bird girl she met before could get any pigeons...
Aug 07 02:28:39 <Knave>	Gloria's head twists back to face Eloise. Her eyes look at her face for a moment, focused around her nose, before flicking away to look just past her head. "You've never seen a pigeon?" She asks, obviously incredulous, "Where did you grow up?"
Aug 07 02:30:19 <WetBeard>	"M-Michigan." She responds almost obediently. "I've uh, seen them in pictures and videos..." Eloise shrinks a little with the look she's given.
Aug 07 02:32:47 <Knave>	"I didn't think there was anywhere that didn't have pigeons..." Gloria says distractedly. Then she seems to notice Eloise cowering, her pupils flicking over her body. In a voice only slightly touched by annoyance, she says, "I'm not going to hurt you, you know." She looks away, at the ground between them, "Just don't look me in the eye."
Aug 07 02:34:30 <WetBeard>	"I-I don't understand. W-Why?" Eloise that's a really stupid question you shouldn't even ask! It is at least comforting to know she's not going to be hurt today. "T-they might live in Michigan I just haven't seen t-them..."
Aug 07 02:37:43 <Knave>	"It's petrifying." Gloria says, entirely deadpan, still looking away. Her pupils slide towards Eloise's direction, but go back before they light on her. "Are you still scared of me?"
Aug 07 02:38:41 <WetBeard>	"N-No.." She whimpers, feeling yet again guilty that was she was scared of Gloria. She feels insensitive and rude. "I-I'm sorry."
Aug 07 02:41:25 <Knave>	"It's fine." She rumbles, leaning forward and clearly looking somewhat tense. "Just forget about it." She says tetchily.
Aug 07 02:42:44 <WetBeard>	She shakes her head. It's time to own up. "N-No it's not, I'm sorry I was being r-really rude and mean and I shouldn't have."
Aug 07 02:45:08 <Knave>	Gloria stops herself before she automatically repeats that it's fine. Clearly, that's not how this girl sees it. "Okay." She growls, "How about next time I see you, I won't startle you, and you won't be scared. All right?" Without twisting her body much towards Eloise, she offers her right hand to shake.
Aug 07 02:46:51 <WetBeard>	"That-" Eloise hesitates as the hand is extended to her. She accepts she really messed up now and reaches forward to shake Gloria's hand. ~You really messed up Eloise...~
Aug 07 02:49:21 <Knave>	"All right." Her grip isn't so much soft as it isn't a grip. It's like shaking the hand of a statue. She pulls her hand back and stands up, "I'll leave you in peace until next time, then."
Aug 07 02:50:22 <WetBeard>	Eloise frowns, deciding it's best to let Gloria go so Eloise doesn't torture her anymore...
Aug 07 02:51:51 <Knave>	Gloria stalks off with jerky, unnatural motions, rumbling out a brief "Bye." as she passes Eloise, heading for the door towards the dorms.
Aug 07 02:52:12 <WetBeard>	Eloise pulls her knees to her chest, feeling awful.
Aug 07 02:52:15 <WetBeard>	- Scene -