[h3][color=Lavender]Andrea Pasternack[/color][/h3]
[sub][@Scoundrel][/sub][hr]
Andrea faced her, shall we say, "new-found acquaintance" rather stunned and perhaps even a little bit [i]appalled[/i]. This is not to see that she found his manners any less appealing, but his demeanor was at least off-putting. Like a blast from the past, straight out of the 1700s or something. She caught herself staring with her jaw slightly dropped and quickly recomposed herself. Now embarrassed with herself, she combed her hair through her fingers at the back of her head was scratching at her scalp behind her ear.

[i]'It's okay, it's okay. This is no big deal, right?. I don't have to call security just yet, I don't think. He hasn't done anything wrong yet. Yet. Yet...'[/i]

"Oh!" Andrea exclaimed perhaps a bit dramatically as she leaned onto her door. Perhaps attempting to portray herself being comfortable and okay a touch too hard that she made it obvious. "Yeah, pfft, no big deal, right? Besides, I don't think you'd be too interested in stealing some girl's college homework, right? Hehe, yeah, go figure!"

Stanford law, no less. It definitely wasn't a fun way to kill yourself.

[i]'Slick as ice, Andrea. Slick as ice.'[/i]

"Anywho..." She began to say awkwardly. A moment of silence dragged out couple seconds longer. She stuck her hand out. "My name is Andrea!"

Her hand felt stiff at the thought of touching this guy's hands. Did he he wash them at all? He didn't look [i]too[/i] clean. Oh gosh, she really hoped he washes his hands.

[hr][h3][color=rosybrown]Abraham Gene[/color][/h3]
[sub][@Verminlord][@Maxx][@He Who Walks Behind] who ever the fuck else[/sub][hr]

Snake-themed powers.

The first of all the girls he could talk to, and it was Lord Voldemort's daughter. Except instead of not having a nose, her ass was just as lacking.

"Oh, yeah? Not a problem, ma'am." Abe said enthusiastically. He rubbed his arms with his hands. A flannel and a leather jacket didn't do much to ward off the Alaskan cold as all three layers could. You'd think that someone with snake powers would have the self-preservation to be a little more innovative! Like putting those hand-warmer packets all over their body, beneath the layers of clothing. His eyes trailed back to the crowd former a little further down the boat. Looked like they planned on starting a party. Abe didn't want to be the guy being seen stuck around just one person. He needed a name around these parts, because money alone meant nothing. He was being completely selfish here, but he could think of a couple o' ways to appeal to Chloe.

"Well since neither of know anybody else around here," Abraham started, "how 'bout I help the both of us with that, eh? C'mon, I know how to play the game. Their body heat or whatever will help too, I bet!"

Without even waiting for Chloe's response, he stuck two of his fingers in his mouth and whistled, letting a sharp screech rip through the air.

"Yo!" Abe yelled, cupping his hands in front of his mouth. "What do you lot say about partyin' up? How about it!"