Bumping into Things (open)

[Sutton Elizabeth Bane]

Singing her usual tune which was just made up words in her head. She had her books in her arms and was practically skipping in the hallways. Sutton liked school, she wasn't the best at it, she liked the idea of making friends and learning about everyones goals in life. She didn't know what she wanted after school. She didn't know if her family had anything planned for her. The one thing she knew was that all she wanted was dancing. It was the one thing that she can do no wrong. She was really good at it, like the music would turn on and she would just forget who and what was around her. she would lose herself into the world of dance.

Unfortunately, music was not on and the song she was humming was not good enough. She wasn't paying attention and like if there was something there in front of her she tripped. It was air, she tripped on air! Sutton squealed as she went flying through the air. Her books and papers were flying everywhere. her blonde hair swaying up and she had a look of surprise. Why did this always have to happen?

[Dorian Northbow]

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[attr="class","box1a"]Dorian had a long break during classes, which he generally liked to spend wandering the Academy, running over lectures in his head. Or, at least, running over lectures was the goal; he often found himself distracted by features in the architecture, or trying to puzzle out the specific color of Annalise's eyes in the high noon sun. He had yet to find something exact to compare it to. In short, there was far too much beauty in the world to concentrate on lesson plans, and yet this was the routine he kept.  It also allowed him to keep an eye on the students and begin cataloguing them, matching names to faces. They liked to sort themselves into certain groups and identities, so it was fairly easy to learn which ones would be more challenging to teach and which ones just needed someone to believe in them. It also gave him forewarning of any conflicts that might disrupt his lessons.  As he rounded a corner through an open archway, he stopped short to avoid stepping on the girl who was sprawled on the flagstones. Did he have her in a class? He didn't think so, and his memory was usually excellent. "Are you all right?" he asked with a slight frown.  Sutton Elizabeth Bane, mentioned: Annalise Lorelai Luce [newclass=.box1a]margin:0px auto; width:300px; height:425px; background: transparent; overflow:auto; padding:8px;[/newclass] [newclass=.box1a::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.box1a::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background: #BBB9c3;[/newclass]

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credit to Laura of Adox + SeaJem

[Sutton Elizabeth Bane]

"Oh yes," She shook her head, she couldn't help but laugh at her clumsiness. It was a regular day occurrence after all. "This happens all the time."

"I'm Sutton." She adi, introducing herself. She didn't really interact with many students or people. Sutton was a friendly soul but she was always avoided. If you hang with Sutton then there was a high chance that you will get hurt. "What are you up to?"

She was a curious person but she was also trying to make conversation. She clasp her hands behind her back as she waited for an answer. She swayed back and before. It was like she had a song in her head or something playing that she could dance to.

Dorian Northbow,