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[center][i]Cafeteria, Lunchtime[/i][/center]

Saqui took the final bite of her lunch, having shamefully paid it's taste little to no attention, her thoughts were dedicated to the conversation at hand. Her brow furrowed as she processed Brunhilde's answer, it brought up a lot of questions revolving around her own abilities...none of which she rushed to air to her new companions, luckily for them! They were better suited for independent contemplation at a later time...besides there was too much going on at the lunch table to think on it now. 

[color=yellow][i]'Strike!'[/i][/color] She thought as she hit the mark with the notebook comment, it wasn't the biggest achievement of the day but she enjoyed it all the same. And it was enough for her to set about making a loose plan of how to move forward.

She visibly sat up straighter in her seat when her offer was accepted, nodding her head fervently as she checked that everything was on her tray. Leaning down to grab her bag, she ended up distracted by the way Brunhilde seem to skate rather than walk [color=yellow][i]'How...?'[/i][/color]. Blinking as the small girl bid Gus farewell, Saqui jolted back upright and hopped up out of her chair.

Pulling the strap of her bag over her head, she glanced up at Gus and smiled, whilst grabbing her tray.

[color=yellow]"Doka, Gus!"[/color] She blurted out before carefully making her way across the cafeteria, to dispose of her lunch items. In her hurry to catch up with Brunhilde...to ask about her skating movement most likely, she didn't register her language slip up. 

(*Slang for later or see you later, if my sources are correct. Still learning, experimental)


[center][b][i]After lunch, stalking the hall-[s]monitor[/s]-ways[/i][/b][/center]

Searching for things was Saqui's speciality. She was a cocktail of curiosity and perseverance, no challenge was impossible...at least that's what she told herself during the search for hall monitors. They weren't the hardest people to pick out of a crowd, though catching up to them was another thing...

[color=yellow]"I've got this!"[/color] She announced, glancing around her before she took off at a run...

Lowering the air's resistance as she moved and pushing herself forward, she zipped between a few students before rounding the corner and skidding to a halt in front of the hall monitor. Successfully intercepting him before he could make his delivery. Opening her mouth to talk but finding her lungs devoid of oxygen, Saqui lifted a finger up to the hall monitor and leant forward on her knees to catch her breath. 

[color=yellow]"Forgot..."[/color] She started, halting to take another breath 

[color=yellow]"...tobreathe"[/color] With that said, she looked up at hall monitor and tapped her ear if he hadn't already taken his headphones off. 

[color=yellow]"Hey! Got a minute?"[/color] She asked, standing upright and flashing him a smile 

[color=yellow]"It's to do with one of these reports"[/color] She added, just in case his interest wasn't piqued, pointing at his clipboard as her eyes dropped to briefly inspect it before returning to his face.

[@Azereiah]