Dialogue || #808080
Thoughts || #C0C0C0
Location || Loft
Appearance || Male
Role || Herself
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But no matter the reason, she couldnt help but feel her light smile twitch upwards just a tad bit more. 'How lively.'
"A rebel hm? How fun." She replied in a teasing manner, as she followed. But as she did, she noticed in the corner of her eye another role coming on "stage". A man, a rather good looking one, and from what he was doing she could only assume... 'Looking into the refrigerator even though there is obviously nothing in it..? Can he not just talk to us?' She thought, musingly, finding it quite cute, 'Oh well.' Who was she not to assist her new fellow student.
Taking a moment to think about how she could naturally include him in all this, she was shaken out of thought when Adeline spoke up once more in their room. "I don't really mind where my stuff goes, so you get first pick~" She nodded, giving her an appreciative look, before slipping back into tho- only to snap out of it again.
"I hope this isn't too forward or anything, but I hope we can be friends."
She blinked, her usually indifferent expression gone and replaced by a slightly shocked one. 'Thats new.' No one asked her like that before... if anything they snooped around her, trying to sneakily get into her life, probably due to her prestigious upbringing. Of course, she never really cared for it, but now that Adeline asked, Erza wondered how lonely she truly has been without her doting parents around. They were the only ones she talked to..
Without thinking, a grateful smile pulled at her lips, a usually rare occurrence (has hell possibly frozen over), "I would love to, Adeline, I really would." Her sterling silver eyes gleamed warmly, obviously happy about what happened, but suddenly they returned to their usually apathetic look as she realized something. She pounded a closed fist against her open palm.
"Ah, thats right." Without warning, she stepped out of the room, and peered into the kitchen. "Hey." She called out, clearly looking at the man, "Would you like to be friends too?" Initially her tone was rather monotone, but a soft welcoming smile began to etch itself onto her lips, while she watched the silent man for a reaction. 'How could I forget.' Erza thought, chuckling at her stupidity, 'I could make friends, this is my chance.'
Now perhaps she was a bit... too blunt, but anyone could tell she had the best of intentions. "And seeing how there’s nothing to do with the kitchen," She added, remembering how his search for food went, "Perhaps you could later... help me.. us move our things?" Erza wouldn’t openly admit it now, but despite how "masculine" she appeared, she was pretty weak... Comically so. How she survived stage practice was beyond her. "If you cant do that (Due to his partner making an appearance) maybe afterwards, grocery shopping?"