Katie
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When Keilantra received information of her new room, she was told that she was to share a room with a student whose roomie had been transferred to another Academy. Her name was Azucena Escarra, and from the general information, she came from SAC.
Once Kei stood before the room, she could hear the muffled sound of music rocking from behind the door. The moment she opened it, she was literally blasted by ancient rock music, that even fathers would find way too old. Pour Some Sugar On Me, by Def Leppard was blasting through stereos hung up on the wall loosely by chains. If not for the music, the pure sight of the room was a total mess. Clothes on the floor. Clothing strings with bras and underwear hung half way through the room. There were huge posters of old rock legends and a huge Anarchist Flag hanging by the window.
"Pour some sugaaaaar on meeeeeeee!" The sound of Cena screaming to the chorus as she laid on the bed while mimicking the rift of the guitar as she was playing the air guitar. The girl was a terrible mess, too easy going more or less.
The next thing other than the vision of this post-apocalyptic room was the smell. There was a distinct scent of cigarettes and alcohol. It was like a low, integrated, smell of the room. However, there was no physical evidence of such illegal items, which meant Cena was hiding them well.
"Eyyy man. Who opened the room?" Azucena noticed eventually that someone had entered the room, and once she looked towards Kei, and her luggage, it was quite obvious who she was. "Awh shiet, was it today?" Cena quickly lowered the volume of the music to background noise.
As Azucena stood up, Kei could get the whole vision of the woman. Cena's choice of clothes was as rebellious as her room and decoration. She was practically half-naked, in the sense of how much skin she shows in her style of clothing. Short black jean shorts, that cut just by the socket of her thighs, revealing all of her naked slender legs, as if she was in her underwear. And of course, the shorts had a cute stylish belt as well. Her stomach was completely revealed, cutting just by the chest area as she wore a tight slim t-shirt that had been cut just below the chest area by herself. To cover up her arms, she wore a baseball leather jacket. Azucena's face was gorgeous, to say the least. Clean pristine skin, big blue eyes, slim narrow lips and round soft looking cheeks.
Azucena smiled towards Kei as she stepped closer towards the woman, narrowly dodging the landmine of items on the floor as she would literally jump in front of the woman and extending her hand as a greeting.
"Nice to meet you, roomie! I am Azucena! You can just call me Azu or Cena if you like~"
Up close, it was apparent that the woman is well-trained. Literally, her abdominal abs were right in front of Key in this view. But she also had a different air around her, a sense of balance perhaps? Yet, given the state and look of the room, she seems more like an aloof airhead punk-ass-girl if anything. That much for a good first impression!
"And must I say... Don't you look... Exotic..." She winked slyly towards Kei, obviously hinting towards her white hair, pale complexion and the ice queen beauty she had to her.
When Keilantra received information of her new room, she was told that she was to share a room with a student whose roomie had been transferred to another Academy. Her name was Azucena Escarra, and from the general information, she came from SAC.
Once Kei stood before the room, she could hear the muffled sound of music rocking from behind the door. The moment she opened it, she was literally blasted by ancient rock music, that even fathers would find way too old. Pour Some Sugar On Me, by Def Leppard was blasting through stereos hung up on the wall loosely by chains. If not for the music, the pure sight of the room was a total mess. Clothes on the floor. Clothing strings with bras and underwear hung half way through the room. There were huge posters of old rock legends and a huge Anarchist Flag hanging by the window.
"Pour some sugaaaaar on meeeeeeee!" The sound of Cena screaming to the chorus as she laid on the bed while mimicking the rift of the guitar as she was playing the air guitar. The girl was a terrible mess, too easy going more or less.
The next thing other than the vision of this post-apocalyptic room was the smell. There was a distinct scent of cigarettes and alcohol. It was like a low, integrated, smell of the room. However, there was no physical evidence of such illegal items, which meant Cena was hiding them well.
"Eyyy man. Who opened the room?" Azucena noticed eventually that someone had entered the room, and once she looked towards Kei, and her luggage, it was quite obvious who she was. "Awh shiet, was it today?" Cena quickly lowered the volume of the music to background noise.
As Azucena stood up, Kei could get the whole vision of the woman. Cena's choice of clothes was as rebellious as her room and decoration. She was practically half-naked, in the sense of how much skin she shows in her style of clothing. Short black jean shorts, that cut just by the socket of her thighs, revealing all of her naked slender legs, as if she was in her underwear. And of course, the shorts had a cute stylish belt as well. Her stomach was completely revealed, cutting just by the chest area as she wore a tight slim t-shirt that had been cut just below the chest area by herself. To cover up her arms, she wore a baseball leather jacket. Azucena's face was gorgeous, to say the least. Clean pristine skin, big blue eyes, slim narrow lips and round soft looking cheeks.
Azucena smiled towards Kei as she stepped closer towards the woman, narrowly dodging the landmine of items on the floor as she would literally jump in front of the woman and extending her hand as a greeting.
"Nice to meet you, roomie! I am Azucena! You can just call me Azu or Cena if you like~"
Up close, it was apparent that the woman is well-trained. Literally, her abdominal abs were right in front of Key in this view. But she also had a different air around her, a sense of balance perhaps? Yet, given the state and look of the room, she seems more like an aloof airhead punk-ass-girl if anything. That much for a good first impression!
"And must I say... Don't you look... Exotic..." She winked slyly towards Kei, obviously hinting towards her white hair, pale complexion and the ice queen beauty she had to her.
