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[It's lunch time in the cafeteria and Akiela is currently sitting by her lonesome at a table with several books sprawled across the surface.  Clearly, classes have hit her hard.

Very hard.  She's practically slumped over the table in a dead faint.  You might even think she's sleeping... if it weren't for the tiny fact that she seems to be talking to herself.]

... inally I need you morons and you're not around.  You know what this reminds me of?  That one time we were in Ballista and Refie and Drazen decided it'd be hilarious not to pull through with the pincer attack.  That was a saaaad day for San d'Oria.  [A sigh.]  I still think Meryl should have made you guys pay for our infirmary fees...

[Come talk to the possibly snapped Elvaan?]

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[Respect for you has just gone up significantly, Akiela. Oswald dispenses with the prodding, after getting parried by the opposing cutlery. There may be a small blessing that neither of them have broken out the sporks, yet.]

"Hello."

[Now that they've had their greeting, maybe it's time to fully switch over to words?]

"You counter well, despite your mumbling."

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[Puddings and jellies beware. Have a tired but amiable grin, Oswald.]

Thank you, your thrust is quite impressive. [No, she's not entirely aware that he might be serious.] I don't believe we've met. My name is Akiela.

[notanobject.livejournal.com]

[This is Oswald. It's always serious. >:|

Or a bit emo. One of the two.]

"Oswald."

[Otherwise known as the master of single word introductions.]

"What is causing you to be so vexed, but still capable of fighting?"

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A pleasure, Oswald.

I am suffering an overload of knowledge. [She'll set her spoon down next to a long cleaned off plate and gesture to the books in front of her.]