[b][color=DC143C]Dawn Agresta - Beacon Courtyard, Monday Morning[/color][/b]
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Dawn took a few minutes to sketch down the idea, plotting possible avenues to take with her story. It was important, at least in the moment, since it didn't seem as though thy were being summoned away to do something right now. The Opening Ceremonies weren't for some time, at least as far as she understood the schedule. So she felt like she could take her time with this, just to make sure that she didn't leave out anything that she considered important.

At last she finished though, nodding her head slightly in satisfaction. She wasn't going to do any actual writing right now, at least not until she got to her room or some place that was a bit more to her liking. Out here there were too many distractions, which was an odd thing to say but just her own personal preference in the matter.

After a second though, she glanced up to see a boy with brown hair standing nearby, seemingly gazing out into the courtyard while doing so relatively close to her, as if he wanted to talk or something. So she looked up, one eye shaded by her hair in that signature and peculiar style of hers, as she spoke up. [color=DC143C]"Can I help you?"[/color]