I: A dream-like state ((not sure if awakening can work like this, but if you're willing to walk this path--)) She is a diligent student, past the pale. Skilled on the field of sports and off it, A powerful presence in maths and science classes, Natalia Koutolika is, by some measures, the model student.
But how do you approach the blank-faced queen, whose rattling of facts cuts through weak interpretation and whose curt tone is like ice?
The fact is, Natalia is alone, and has been for the six weeks since she has arrived by barge from places she and her family refuse to speak of. Even school has proven little refuge.
She's in the halls now, moving with perfect elegance. She kneels down. Picks up... a cell phone. Someone's cell phone. She looks at the lock screen, looks up, and realizes she is alone in the hall save for one other person. "You! Wait."
ii: Suspicious Scalper Natalia has not, in fact, been interested in the latest 'hot new thing'. To her, most streets are crowded. To her, there have already been dozens of things she hasn't particularly liked and are inexplicably popular.
But... When she hears the prices, she pauses. "That's... Very cheap." And the line for the reseller themselves is packed...
She checks on her cell phone. There's no way that's going to turn up a profit...
And so she gets into line. This bullshit is worth investigating on general principles, though right now, she believes it to be a simple case of forgery.
"Quite the deal," she says, in an attempt to strike up a conversation with someone arguably more normal.
Natalia Koutolika | Chuubo's Marvelous Wish-Granting Engine
((not sure if awakening can work like this, but if you're willing to walk this path--))
She is a diligent student, past the pale. Skilled on the field of sports and off it, A powerful presence in maths and science classes, Natalia Koutolika is, by some measures, the model student.
But how do you approach the blank-faced queen, whose rattling of facts cuts through weak interpretation and whose curt tone is like ice?
The fact is, Natalia is alone, and has been for the six weeks since she has arrived by barge from places she and her family refuse to speak of. Even school has proven little refuge.
She's in the halls now, moving with perfect elegance. She kneels down. Picks up... a cell phone. Someone's cell phone. She looks at the lock screen, looks up, and realizes she is alone in the hall save for one other person. "You! Wait."
ii: Suspicious Scalper
Natalia has not, in fact, been interested in the latest 'hot new thing'. To her, most streets are crowded. To her, there have already been dozens of things she hasn't particularly liked and are inexplicably popular.
But... When she hears the prices, she pauses. "That's... Very cheap." And the line for the reseller themselves is packed...
She checks on her cell phone. There's no way that's going to turn up a profit...
And so she gets into line. This bullshit is worth investigating on general principles, though right now, she believes it to be a simple case of forgery.
"Quite the deal," she says, in an attempt to strike up a conversation with someone arguably more normal.