Gloria + Zita, Nov 1

Nov 01 21:44:36 <Knave>	Probably a part of Gloria wanted to bite her nails. She was feeling restless and as she wandered, she had one of her claws hooked into the corner of her stony maw. She would chew it, if her mouth could close, or if she had normal teeth, or if she had nails rather than just stone fingers that came to a sharp point. It didn't help that she couldn't wander especially fast, since her lolloping, stopgap gait did nothing to let off steam. She pulls her claw out of her mouth and the hand closes into a fist at her side as she walks into the common room again.
Nov 01 21:49:45 <Silvors>	Zita happened to be in the common room, throwing a ball at the wall and catching it when it would bounce back to her. She would toy with the speed she threw it, but it was typically the same. One time, she almost hit the TV but, well, that was an almost. It was one of those small, pink rubber balls that bounced a /lot/. Zita was in a black t-shirt and jeans, boredom evident as she let the ball go and her eyes went wide as it flew straight into the side of Gloria's face. Bad timing. "Oh my god, oh my god, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to hit you!" Zita spoke, leaning forward and moving her green and black bangs behind an ear.
Nov 01 21:52:54 <Knave>	The girl doesn't flinch - it's not clear if she's capable of flinching. She stops in place and twists her head slowly towards Zita, then grumbles out "Don't worry about it." Her voice is unpleasantly gravelly. One claw moves up with unexpected speed and adjusts the platinum blonde ponytail sitting discordantly on the stone crown, which the ball had upset.
Nov 01 21:56:50 <Silvors>	Zita hops up and snatches her ball up before looking over Gloria then poking the weird stone girl. "You look so... cool!" Zita says with a little bounce as she goes to poke Gloria's cheek again. "Are you, like, a gargoyle or a golem or something?"
Nov 01 21:58:39 <Knave>	The look of angry contempt that is constantly on Gloria's face points roughly at Zita. The slit pupils of her eyes look at Zita's forehead, then flick to her hand, then back. "Yeah..." She answers in a vague growl, then moves her head and her gaze slightly to indicate the reaching hand, "Don't."
Nov 01 22:00:00 <Silvors>	Zita stops and frowns, arms dropping to her sides as she gave a little pout. "Fiine. I'll stop. You wanna, uh, sit down? We could watch TV! You could have the remote? Maybe? Yeah!" Zita nods her head and goes to grab the remote, turning to offer it to Gloria. "I'm /really/ bored."
Nov 01 22:02:19 <Knave>	"I don't..." Gloria says with the same vacant tone as before, then trails off into a loose grinding noise. "Sure." She says. Her claws wrap around the remote by inches, and she slowly manipulates a random channel onto the screen. She lumbers up to the back of the couch and leans over it, watching the screen, flicking through channels until she settles on a nature documentary. She grunts and lets the remote drop onto the couch cushions.
Nov 01 22:04:22 <Silvors>	Zita goes to sit on the couch, careful to give Gloria her space because, well, with the look she got earlier Zita was pretty sure that Gloria wasn't a fan of being touched. That was just an assumption though. "Soo... D'you like nature documentaries? That's cool. I guess I do? They can be boring but sometimes lions are, like, chasing a deer and that looks cool. Or when it's on bunnies or weasels." Zita likes rabbits, she considered getting one at one point but then she realized she had to do room stuff for it and how much it would cost, and that kind of killed that idea.
Nov 01 22:05:56 <Knave>	Gloria slowly makes her way to the front of the couch and sits down heavily, her posture stiff. "I don't really watch TV." She rumbles at length, "But I'm bored too." She shrugs, her eyes on the cloud of bats being narrated over in front of them, "I like watching animals, I guess."
Nov 01 22:11:50 <Silvors>	Zita grins like wild before jumping forward, her body rapidly changing to a fox before she landed on the small table, not human-looking but fox-looking. Just a small little red fox with black paws and black little tips on its tail and ears. She gave a little yip before her tail started wagging from side to side. Zita couldn't talk like this but, well, rock-girl didn't seem very talky anyways.
Nov 01 22:14:07 <Knave>	Gloria watches the display with her blank scowl, then her eyes return to the screen. "Very impressive." She says, not sounding remotely enthused. Very slowly, and ratcheting slightly, she leans back into the couch.
Nov 01 22:17:15 <Silvors>	Zita was used to blank looks and emotionless voices, after all she did date Eponnie. Or was? Zita didn't want to think about it. She hopped over to the couch then crawled into Gloria's lap. Or tried to. That's where foxes sleep. In people's laps.
Nov 01 22:19:22 <Knave>	"No." Gloria says immediately and harshly upon Zita touching her, her head not moving and her gaze not dropping. Whatever force drives her body, be it muscles concealed beneath the stone or some manner of magic, there's a definite feeling of physical tension spreading rapidly through her limbs.
Nov 01 22:20:45 <Silvors>	Zita nods her head and backs up, turning back into a girl sitting cross-legged on the couch. "Sorry. You don't like being touched, do you?" Zita asks, glancing over at the rock girl. "I get that, it's okay. I won't touch you, you... see if you wanna be my friend? Deal?" Zita asks, giving a tiny thumbs up and a look of fake suspicion.
Nov 01 22:22:46 <Knave>	The reptilian pupils flick to the side, but don't seem to really take Zita in before returning to the tv set. "Sure." She breathes. She makes uncertain scraping sounds, then says, "What's your name?"
Nov 01 22:23:38 <Silvors>	Zita giggles and gives a grin. "Zita. Zita Jasper but, uh, you can call me Zita. Or Zee? Or Zeets? Well, Nora calls me Zeets." Zita shakes her head, feeling a little scatterbrained today. Well, really scatterbrained. "What's your name?"
Nov 01 22:25:24 <Knave>	"Gloria." She says. Her head tilts to the side for a moment, then a few of her fingers fidget. Possibly she's debating whether to extend a hand to shake or something. Ultimately she decides not to. "Think I've heard of you."
Nov 01 22:29:21 <Silvors>	Zita blinks a few times. "Heard of me?" Zita asks before nodding. "Maybe. I know a lot of people. Like a lot a lot." Zita states with a nod. "I... haven't heard of you. Sorry!" Zita says, bowing her head a little.
Nov 01 22:30:59 <Knave>	Gloria sits on the silence for a few seconds. Her head tilts, and her eyes scan around to look at Zita's forehead. "I keep to myself."
Nov 01 22:31:47 <Silvors>	Zita sees the staring and moves a hand to show her forehead beneath her bangs, which had a single stripe of neon green. "I know people like that. Some of them are the coolest people ever."
Nov 01 22:33:24 <Knave>	"M-hnnnh." She growls. Her gaze flits down, then to the side, then settles on Zita's face again, and she asks, "Why did you do that with your hair?"
Nov 01 22:34:42 <Silvors>	Zita looks at her hair and then at Gloria, before shrugging. "Well... I used to not like myself, so one day I just... cut my hair and got someone to dye it for me. Then I decided from that day on that I'd ne-... That I'd never be like I used to. Plus, green is like the best color ever, right?"
Nov 01 22:35:42 <Knave>	"I meant..." Gloria makes a hacking, unpleasant sound. She might be coughing. "I meant why did you move it, off your forehead. Just now." Her voice kind of sounds like one long cough in general.
Nov 01 22:36:36 <Silvors>	Zita nods her head. "Ooooh. Because I thought you were looking at somethign on it and I wanted to make sure I didn't have, like, any leaves stuck in my hair from when I ran around in the woods earlier."
Nov 01 22:38:11 <Knave>	The glowing eyes continue looking at Zita, roughly around her forehead. Finally she responds drily, like scraping chalk, "Why were you running around the woods?"
Nov 01 22:38:59 <Silvors>	"I have this little hangout spot that I like to visit sometimes, like before tests to study or just to run there when I feel weird." Zita thought running was a good way to blow off steam, or tears in some cases.
Nov 01 22:40:29 <Knave>	"Hn." Gloria nods very slightly. Her eyes wander off to the wall behind Zita for a few seconds, then her head rolls slowly back to face the television. They're talking about bees now. "Hm."
Nov 01 22:41:14 <Silvors>	Zita looks at the bees on TV and then back to Gloria. "So, uh... what do you do when you're stressed?" Zita decides to ask, since that was what they were talking about last, right?
Nov 01 22:43:27 <Knave>	Sit in the dark. Stare at the wall. Hide. Be high. Remain perfectly still for hours. "I don't know." She shrugs her angular shoulders and searches her brain for a normal answer. "I guess I... keep to myself." Her voice gets slower as she goes, realizing she's repeating herself but unable or unwilling to stop now.
Nov 01 22:44:53 <Silvors>	Zita frowns. "That's not good... if you bottle stuff up then eventually it'll get too full and you'll be really sad or something. You should talk to someone or do something... but don't punch a wall! I did that once and it hurt."
Nov 01 22:46:05 <Knave>	She holds up one of her hands in front of her and looks at it wordlessly before letting it fall back into her lap. She shrugs again, a rolling, uncomfortable movement. "I don't really get stressed."
Nov 01 22:49:45 <Silvors>	Zita blinks before giving a little "Oh." and then going to lean back, head resting on the arm rest and legs curled up a little, so that she wouldn't touch Gloria. "I get stressed about tests and stuff. Tests are dumb."
Nov 01 22:51:21 <Knave>	Gloria groans. "Who cares?" Her body rolls, one limb at a time, in her seat. "'S just a test."
Nov 01 22:57:42 <Silvors>	"Yeah, but I'm behind in classes and want to catch up on them as fast as I can."
Nov 01 22:58:44 <Knave>	Gloria shrugs and grunts. She pulls her talon-like feet up onto the couch and loops her arms around her knees, a process that takes about 50 seconds in total.
Nov 01 23:02:19 <Silvors>	Zita watches and smiles, being in a somewhat similar position, albeit her arms were on top of her knees. "So... how old are you? I'm seventten."
Nov 01 23:05:07 <Knave>	"Fourteen." She says hollowly.
Nov 01 23:06:46 <Silvors>	"Oh..." Zita looks over the girl and nods. "You look cool, I dunno if I said that before."
Nov 01 23:07:46 <Knave>	"Yeah." Gloria nods slowly, her voice raspy and quiet, "You mentioned." Very carefully, one hand reaches up to the side of her head and a claw teases out a lock of platinum hair from the bond of her ponytail.
Nov 01 23:17:02 <Silvors>	Zita looks at Gloria's hair before going back to the TV and idly goes to drum on her own legs. "Sooo..." Zita didn't know how to continue this conversation in the slightest. "Do you need to eat? Or is that rude to ask? I'm sorry!"
Nov 01 23:18:09 <Knave>	"No." Gloria says vacantly, and throws a glance at Zita as she shuffles up in her seat, "You don't half say sorry a lot."
Nov 01 23:19:56 <Silvors>	"I don't half say sorry a lot?" Zita asks, more than a little confused by the statement. She'd never heard it, but then again she was Italian so some English phrases were unknown to her.
Nov 01 23:20:37 <Knave>	After a quiet growl, Gloria translates, "You say sorry a lot, don't you."
Nov 01 23:25:54 <Silvors>	Zita shakes her head then nods, then shakes again. "I don't think so? Maybe to people I just met? Because, like, when you've just met someone you don't know if they don't like something or not, right? Like I didn't know touching you was bad, but now I do so I won't touch you so I won't have to say sorry about it later, right?"
Nov 01 23:28:10 <Knave>	Gloria watches Zita talk with her unmoving face. After a few seconds, a "Hurm." escapes from her throat and her face slides back to the television.
Nov 01 23:29:28 <Silvors>	Zita nods. "So, yeah... You don't talk much, do you?" Zita asks, looking at Gloria. "Sooo..." Zita states, idly looking between the TV and the girl. Rock girl.
Nov 01 23:30:51 <Knave>	"Don't have much to say." Comes the rough, scraping sound of her voice, then moments later, "Talking's hard."
Nov 01 23:50:41 <Silvors>	Zita nods. "Yup... I've been blabbering a lo-" Zita's phone sudden went off and her eyes bulged. "Thaaat's my work alarm. I gotta go! Bye!" And with that, Zita hopped up and started heading out, waving once. "Hey! We'll hang out again, okay!" and with that she was off!
Nov 01 23:51:42 <Knave>	"Sure." Gloria grunts at Zita's retreating form, then turns her attention to the tv. She watches for a few minutes before bothering to turn it off.
Nov 01 23:51:54 <Silvors>	-Scene-