[Gabriel(le) Quinn Honey-Sinclair]
So, he returned the stareā¦that was something she deserved, considering sheād stared at him for at least a good minute before actually speaking. Her roomie though, he stayed quiet for a moment, seemingly observing her, his expression a vigilant one. The silence, and the fact that she had a set of eyes directly on her, from someone who was perhaps ten feet from her made the smile vanish off of Gabrielās face while her hand returned down to her side.... Within the realm of the quiet, the girl simply moved her eyes from side to side, doing the same with her head as she awaited a response, something that acknowledged her introduction besides the intent gaze she was being paid. Okay, I sort of deserve it, it is still awkward though.
....besides the favor being returned for her own rather rude observance of him prior, the only other reason Gabriel could speculate him looking at her so very closely would be because he was dissecting her appearanceāthe fact that she didnāt exactly look like the gender she supposedly was. If Iāve been found out already, grandfatherās not going to be happy. she thought, swallowing back a somewhat sick feeling at the notion of being discovered within her first two minutes within the mansion. Feeling her heart suddenly kick into high gear within her chest, Gabriel began to tremble a bit from anxiety. Was he going to say anything to her or notā¦? Maybe he was just shy or somethingā¦people werenāt always what they appeared, something she knew too well.
āGabriel.. Itās nice to meet you.ā Finally, he responded, though his voice was rather quiet. Seemingly cautious, although this didnāt escape her notice, Gabriel brushed it aside as she let out a soft sigh and drew her gaze back to him, drawing a smile back over her lips. Well, at least heād finally spoken and cut through that awkward quietness. Whatever the reason he seemed tentative to speak, she didnāt know and she wasnāt going to question it. She had no reason to yet do so or think more of it than possible apprehension, after all, she was certainly feeling her own share of it given her circumstances. āIām Alistair.. Please call me that.ā
Alistairā¦hmm, well, at least I got his name. she thought to herself, moving her free hand over to grasp at her heavy suitcase, holding onto the handle with both of her hands, proceeding to step into the room. Standing in the doorway of the room is kind of stupid looking when this is as much my room as hisā¦plus, this thingās getting annoying to hold onto. Gabriel groaned a bit as she shuffled on into her new domicile.
Alistair began to speak again, āYou lookā¦ Awefully young.ā Hearing that, Gabriel turned her head up from looking at her suitcase, expression quizzical of his statement, yeah, she did look youngā¦for a boy. He was just making an observation though, so it was nothing to worry about, so, the girl simply shrugged it off. āLooks like you either didn't hear the rumors about me, or you just don't care... Or you have no choice, which is probably the right answer.ā
She blinked a couple of times, following the last thing he said, and returned to staring at him, one of her eyebrows raised curiously. Okay, I have no idea what the hell heās talking about. Rumors or whateverāsheesh, sounds like Alistair here is under some weird impression about peopleā¦? As far as things went, Gabriel really had no impressions about anything or anyone around her as far as the Mansion went or the students. She was inexperienced as far as other psychics went, the only contact she had with them had been within her own family, and while under her grandfatherās care, sheād been isolated from the world, from others, so she knew next to nothing about any other families who possessed supernatural abilities. This Alistair was no different than any other stranger to her in the world.
So, he had rumors going around about him, and whatever his past encompassed seemed to have him assume that people were going to know about them, or think the worst within him. Even if I knew about these ārumors,ā I doubt Iād care since I know better than to fall victim to idle gossip. Gabriel sighed to herself as she moved over to the still empty bed, dropping her suitcase to the floor below with something of a surprisingly loud thud. So, heās kind of quiet for whatever the reason and he seems to assume Iām going to think something bad of him off the bat. Tch, Iām not like my grandfather there, I know better than that....
Gabriel spun back around on her heel and crossed her arms, tilting her head to the side as she looked at Alistair, kind of observing him for a moment as she tried to figure out what those rumors heād mentioned concerned, or why heād think sheād be rooming with him without a choice. Honestly, she couldnāt see anything about him by appearance alone that would involve such things. ā....yeah, I canāt say that I know what the Hell youāre talking about. I fall into the ādidnāt hear the rumorsā category there, not that it would matter anyway. Rumors are idle gossip, itās shallow to fall victim to them, and even more so to believe them.ā
A small laugh slipped from her throat along with a smile surfacing over her features as she set her hands on her hips, āItās true, your appearance comes off as intimidating, but eh, looks can be deceiving, canāt they? I look like Iām young, but for all anyone knows I might really be centuries oldā¦of course, Iām not, Iām sixteen, but whatever.ā She waved her hand around as a gesture, before turning back around to mind her belongings. āLike you said though, itās nice to meet you, Alistair. I hope that we can become friends.ā