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Having spent her morning running, building up some long term endurance Louise had gotten back to House 64 just in time to take a much needed soak in a hot bath. Her body ached, not nearly as bad as the first few months that she was there but bad enough to not want to leave the ceramic walls. Her finger tips traced over the scars that laced her flat tummy, her battle scars of the initiation and of time. Things could either get better or worse, and she prayed for the previous. Glancing down at her fingers, she noticed they had aged a million years within the hour, pruny and withered. She pouted, hoisting herself up and letting the water drain as she climbed from the tub. 

Changing into her clothes, she wrapped her hair in a towel and made her way slowly but surely down the stairs into the front entrance way just in time for Galahad to be arriving home. [b]"There isn't a newbie here yet is there?"[/b] he asked, and Louise parted her lips to speak before the answer was met with the blunt voice of Abby replacing her words, [b]"A newbie? Don’t tell me we’re getting another arrogant ass like you? It was ever so peaceful before all of you first years barged in."[/b] she snarked, and Louise rolled her eyes before giving a genuine smile to Galahad. [i]"God forbid that, huh?"[/i] Louise whispered with a small chuckle towards the boy, as she pressed against her towel to balance it better on the top of her head. The smell of Abby and her "spices" lingered in her nose, but it was something that was becoming a part of everyday life. [i]"I've yet to see the new guy yet, but I'm excited to meet him."[/i] she admitted, crossing her arms against her body as she waited for Galahad to respond.