001 | Action | Lobby/Dorms

[ridethe.livejournal.com]

[Returning to the Garden wasn't necessarily something Lightning was looking forward to. Sure, it had its perks, but she still doesn't consider it home. Home is where her family is and from what she remembers of the Garden, her family certainly isn't here. Admittedly, a small part of her is looking forward to seeing if she remembers anyone here. It would make things easier.

And so she starts her trek to the dorms, duffel bag in hand and steps confident. It wouldn't do much good if she just wasted time in the lobby, after all. She has things to do and even more things to set up. The sooner she could do that, the sooner she could get down to business.]

Welcome back, I guess. [She mutters, completely nonplussed and entirely to herself.]

[ooc; Feel free to intercept her in the Lobby or even the Dorms. c:]

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[ridethe.livejournal.com]

No, not yet. [She casts a glance to her duffel bag before returning her attention to him. She was planning on ditching it in her dorm room.] Thought I'd drop my stuff off before.

[renzokukens.livejournal.com]

[Gives a curt nod, understanding that glance.] Right.

I'll leave you to it then.

Awkward turtle time.

[ridethe.livejournal.com]

[Whoops. She hadn't quite meant it that way, but.]

Thank you, Commander Leonhart. Nice seeing you again.

Of course.

[renzokukens.livejournal.com]

You too, Instructor Farron.

[He gives another nod and offers her a brief smile, then carries on his way.]

[ridethe.livejournal.com]

[She returns the nod and continues in the direction of the dorms. So far, so good. At least she isn't flat out dreading being an instructor. She took the position for a reason.]