Just waisting time (or something)

[ayame]

Ayame glanced at her watch. Nyna was late, again. Man, she was out of it this year. Ayame remembered the Nyna of last year, on time, responsible, prepared, ect, ect. She's probably still getting used to her new schedual, thought Ayame. She wasn't even that late. Ayame was just in a hurry. Oh well. It's not like I can't reschedual or anything. Nyna comes first right now. I havn't seen her in forever. Ayame glanced at her watch again. It hadn't even been two minutes. Nyna was barley even three minutes late and Ayame was already getting impatiant! Maybe I'm the one who's really out of it. What happened to dare-devil/ criminal mastermind Ayame? If this keeps up, I might turn into a *shudder* good student just like Nyna *another shudder* It wasn't like Nyna was a dork or anything like that. She was acctually pretty cool (in her own way). It was just that she was, well, a perfect student! She hated being late, she never even broke rules! Yep, she and Ayame were total opposites. So how exactly did miss detention end up early, and miss perfect end up late? Ugh! This was really starting to annoy Ayame.

[Nyna Adustum]

((ooc: Sorry it took so long for me to post…))

Nyna ran into the Quality Quarters, out of breath. She had completely forgotten about their meeting. How she had forgotten their meeting, she wasn't entirely sure, but she had, so there she was. The Ravenclaw looked around, trying to find Ayame. Nyna wasn't quite sure she knew this person, but the owl had been sent to her. The writing on the message told her that she was meeting a person older than herself, and the signature at the bottom told her that it was an Ayame Cullen.

The Ravenclaw saw a pale girl, four, maybe five, inches taller than herself and at least three years older. The older girl was dressed in Gryffindor robes and was looking down anxiously at what appeared to be a muggle-style watch.

I wonder if that still works, Nyna thought to herself. The Ravenclaw had heard that muggle machines (big or small) only worked in a certain room of the school. The Gryffindor was obviously waiting for someone. It was shown through the mildly frustrated look on the older girl’s face.

That’s probably who I’m supposed to meet, the fourth year thought with a sigh. For a moment the possibility that this Ayame would be at all like Kaley had been went through her head, sending a slight shiver down she spine. Though the possibility was unlikely (this girl was in Gryffindor), Nyna walked slowly and with cautious steps.

Before she could ask the girl’s name, she saw the girl’s gold colored eyes gasped lightly. Nyna had not met anyone with gold eyes in a long time. Not since Indrick, and that had been in her second year.

“Ayame?” she asked quietly, shyly. She didn’t want the girl to be angry with her, not on their first meeting.

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[ayame]

"Ayame?"
Ayame turned towards the small, timid voice. "Hey," she said with a small smile. "You're late" Ayame could clearly see the panic on Nyna's face, so she tried to make her tone kind, not reflecting any of the annoyance she so clearly felt. "So you're the famous Nyna?" she asked still keeping her kind tone in place (along with her smile). "I've heard a lot about you. Sorry to ask you here like this, but I needed to confirm the rumors myself." Her smile slowly widened as she took this girl. Miss perfect had seemed a little off to her but now that she saw her, she had to admit, the rumors weren't that far off. Well, accept the whole late thing. Nyna had to be about 4 or 5 inches shorter than Ayame. She matched everyone's disscription almost perfectly. Brown hair, medium length and layered, and her eyes were a strange, gray-blue color.

[Nyna Adustum]

((ooc: Oh my. That took a long time, didn't it? Sorry about that...))

"Hey, you're late."

Nyna sighed and nodded once, slightly. The Ravenclaw was happy she had gotten the right girl. That would have been embarrassing. She noticed that the other girl's tone was soft, kind almost. Was she trying to comfort Nyna for some reason, or was she genuinely not angry? Nyna wasn't sure, but she hoped that it was the second. There was something about Ayame that told her not to get on the Gryffindor's bad side.

"I'm sorry. I-" she stopped, she wasn't quite sure what she was supposed to say. She was late, and no words, magic or not, would change that. At least, not any the fourth year knew.

"So you're the famous Nyna?"

The Ravenclaw's eyes widened. She was...famous? How did this happen? How was she famous, and for what? She hoped it had nothing to do with her terrible attendance record or her timidity. Those would be awful things to be famous for.

"I think. But what, might I ask, am I famous for?"
Nyna couldn't help it. She really wanted to know who was making her well known. Selene didn't seem like one to gossip and she hadn't talked to, or seen, Kaley in a long time.

"I've heard a lot about you. Sorry to ask you here like this, but I needed to confirm the rumors myself."

There were rumors? About what? Who started them? Her mind was racing.
"You've heard a lot about me? From who? For what?" she asked, her voice ranging from quiet and unsure to bolder, more confident. Still not too bold though, this was an older student, even if Nyna was two terms her senior.

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[ayame]

"You've heard a lot about me? From who? For what?"
Ayame smiled at Nyna's surprised tone. "Didn't you know?" Ayame could not stop the small laugh that escaped from her lips. Was she serious? How do you not know that that you have a reputation? "To answer your first question, yes, I have heard a lot about you. The second, No one in spesific, I've heard about you from alot pf people. And the last question, you are famous one, for your horrible attendance and two, for being supposedly 'perfect'. Now, for a question of my own. How do you not know that you are famous? Your social status would have to be horrible not to know." Ayame was joking about the last part, and she hoped that this girl would know that at least. "Now then, I'm being terribly rude. Carrying on a conversation when I haven't properly introduced myself. I'm Ayame, it really is nice to meet you." Ayame was still smiling from the humor of the whole situation. She was just now realizing that she had sent an owl to a perfect stranger and expected her to be, like, the patron saint of school or something! She was, once again, unable to supress the small laugh that escaped her lips.