Creativity through Play; [open]

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Lou had always been a creative girl. In a strange sort of way. She'd already used her permanent markers around the Mess Hall. The back of the plates had been victim to Louisa's boredom. Each plate had a new and interesting little design on the back. Some of the glasses getting smiling faces, sad faces, crazy faces. All sorts of colors and types

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Nori wanted food. And to run a whole lot. Mostly to run but since it was snowy out and snow was just frozen water and water hurt? Going outside was a non option. She'd taken to zipping around the halls til her gauntlets read at a comfortable level and now that she was done, she needed to eat.

She stepped into the mess hall, giving a slight nod to the girl inside before heading to the fridge and grabbing one of the orange juices inside. Now all she needed was a glass and when she'd retrieved it, she was surprised to see it was smiling at her.

"Huh. You do this?" Nori asked the girl with a small smile.

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Lou looked up, noting the glass the girl picked up. "Yeah," she offered a one shoulder shrug, "it seemed so dull."

Lou didn't really like generic. With military in the family, a lot of things were generic, even Jane to a certain extent. But Lou, Lou was more like her mother -erratic and a little hair-brained.

"Gives them life."

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Nori eyed the glass, tilting it slightly before finally smiling. "It sure does. I like it."

She had plans to smuggle this one back to her room. Her own special drinking glass.

With the freshly poured juice in her hand, Nori made her way back to the girl and sat down, resting one gauntletted hand on the table.

"I'm Nori. I've never seen you around here, before. Did you just arrive?"

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Louisa didn't miss the bracer around her hand, frowning slightly but nodding all the same. "Yeah; just a few days ago." She hadn't really gotten out much. One snuck out night with Jane to catch up and explain and then the remainder of the time trying not to draw attention to herself.

"I've been unpacking." Not that it took long. Dumping her bag in the bottom of her footlocker was easy. Ridiculously so. "Have you been around long?"

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"Hey niblet." Jane just walked in and up behind Lou, ruffling her hair affectionately. He took a seat by her knee and took a little look through her sketches.

"Bored, Lou?" He was used to her artistic scrawlings. All of his white coffee mugs had fallen prey to her markers when she'd stayed with him, and the fridge door was never the same. Not that Jane minded too much. His flat was bought, it was fine for her to doodle on his walls whenever she pleased.

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She tried to duck her head from his ruffle, but knew it was a lost cause, Jane always managed to sneak up on her anyway. With a smile she made the attempt to fix her hair, grinning at him.

"Yeah; just a bit." Jane was the one who understood her creative impulses better than the others. They all saw her as having a short attention span, but Jane recognised her need to do something.

"Aren't you?"

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Jane just shrugged, flipping through the pages. "Now and then. Got some back ups." He hadn't let anyone know that he had his games with him; of course the were probably contraband and he really didn't want to give them up.

He had a few books, but really, he got so bored of those so fast.

"How's mom?" Jane knew that Lou would've written home already, and probably sweet talked someone to post her letter for her. His little sister was just that sneaky.

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And Jane would be right, she had indeed done so. "She's good. Thinks it's great that we're in the same country, it's such a coincidence, it must be fate." Lou snorted slightly, their mother was harebrained sometimes.

"You should write her yourself soon. She's worried." Since Jane just vanished on them, had Lou not tracked him down, she was convinced that mom would've gone loopy with worry. "And Al and Fra too."