Toulouse, South Of France.

"Möchten du gerne etwas Hilfe mit denen", Ziel tried once more to repeat his offer with full English this time, after the girl lifted her eyebrow at his speech. Then the finger appeared in his vision, discomfited he glanced between the finger tip and the girl's face, Is that the same finger she poked me with? What is this gesture ? it has come back for revenge for me shaking it?. This usually was not a problem for people in Leichtenstein to understand him, the more he tried to talk to her, the further he spoke in Deutsch. When ever he became appeased by some one's personality or actions, Ziel would have an opposite reaction to peacefulness, and start speaking nervously in Duetsch.

Ziel disconcertingly stepped back as the girl's hands shot to her hips, she seemed very much like she was going to scold him, or get sassy on his arse. His eyes kept their assuaging shine, although he bit on his bottom lip for discommoding her, "Ich from Liechtenstein".
Ziel quickly slapped his lips with both his hands in embarrassment, he felt very sorry for incommoding her once more. Then he began laughing behind his fingers, as the girl wittingly acted out her English, "I do speak english, but this is cute to watch". "Ich spreche Englisch. Aber diese ist niedlich zu beobachten", Ziel tried to speak his thoughts, his eyes shut shamefully, "Entschuldigung! Ich bin versuchend, Englisch zu sprechen". The happiness in Ziel's eyes faded, his shy expression darkened, he hoped he didn't make her agitated.

Ziel smiled dishearteningly, his whole face had filled to redness by now, he kept his head indolently to the side away from Alashenee. He edged past her carefully through the door way, just trying to distract himself with the luggage, rather than speak another word. Ziel gulped and deferred a bit of his anxiousness with each short breath in the hall way, out of Alashenee's range of audibility, before he cleaned up the mess of luggage. Returning to Alashenee and the door way with all five bags in tow, Ziel's humiliated gaze adverted Alashenee's eyes as he walked by, hearing her giggles as she affirmed with Ziel about the numerals of her luggage count. "She really is silly. To think she finds something so simple as luggage to be giggle worthy. I can tell I am going to like getting along with this girl, if I can just speak English"

He placed the luggage down next a vacant seat, before he glanced at the girl he suspected was German. He missed out on witnessing Natascha's own moment of nervousness toward the language ordeals, but he did hear some tangible proof of German accent in her voice as she spoke english to, the fluent French speaking boy and the brown haired girl whom seemed plausibly friendly. Not that Ziel knew any better about Marie, other than his conjectures based on her demeanor and expressions. It was the German girl that struck Ziel's interests, but he turned his gaze from her lips, as Alashenee beckoned his attention. Ziel stopped by Alashenee and the door once again, his expression lightened with amity at the sight of Alashenee's beaming eyes. "Ich war only nur für eine Weile verschwunden./ I was only gone for a while.", Ziel smiled shyly, as he shook her hand, and giggled at the concept of greeting her again, "wie oft tun Amerikaner Hände schütteln/ how often do Americans shake hands?"

Marie

"Well I hope I get to room with you Natasha," Marie smiled towards her and hopped that the girl would say the same.
Just then the commotion girl and the guy who collided into each other earlier was already walking towards their group.
"Hi I'm Marie," she proceeded to introduce herself to the pair.

Ala
"Thanks dude. You are a great help, I was wondering how I would carry all of that a while ago," Ala said as they sat down next to a group of people who seem to be students as well.
Just as they were getting settled a girl in white dress introduced herself as Marie. Ala smiled back and introduced herself in turn, "Hi I'm Alashanee, just call me Ala. And you're all from where?" She asked the group and ended her gaze towards Ziel.

“Ja…um I mean Yes that would be great,” Natasha did truly hope she would be in the same room as the Marie girl. She seemed like a very nice and friendly and easy to talk to person. And Natasha liked to talk so they would make a great match for roommates. She smiled politely as the girl who was with the Switzerland boy and the Switzerland boy himself made their way towards them. Marie was the first to introduce herself and Natasha quickly decided to follow. Holding her hand out towards the girl named Alashanee and the boy as she introduced herself. “Hi, nice to meet you, I’m Natasha….and I’m from Germany,” she added hearing Ala ask where they all where from. She glanced over at the boy waiting to hear where he was from so that it would either confirm her suspicions of him being Swiss or deny them. Natasha then took another sip from her tea still smiling happily at everyone. Maybe this won't be so bad.