[Logan Reynolds debut] Relatively empty. Yup, Logan had been the only other one there, and was glad for the company. He was hardly disliked, but the whole 'meh' feeling towards him meant he got about the same level of companionship anyway. Eager to actually talk to someone today, he tried his best t...

Would you like a dance? An honest answer, of course, would be a flat no. Dancing never appealed to Ema, yet another contributing factor to why she wondered why she'd even showed up to the prom. Not only that, the music playing was horrendous, even by the standard of other modern music. Perhaps if s...

Choosing, probably for the best, to politely disregard the ramblings for now and instead just answer the last question, Ema tilted her book to show Isaiah the cover, and explained "World War Z," - with a 'zed', as opposed to a 'zee' - "It's about a zombie pandemic, really good if you'...

Surprised, but pleased, to see a familiar face, Ema did one of those odd almost-waves, and replied with a compliment of her own - odd, perhaps being alone for so many hours had her lonely enough to purposefully be nice - "Not so bad yourself, Isaiah. So what's an upstanding guy like you doing w...

(GMing permission granted and whatnot.. I mean, it's just a baseball.) 'I'm sorry again, girl.' She didn't find it annoying, not really, if anything it was a little bemusing to see an imposing, muscular black guy, over a foot taller than her, making such a fuss to apologise. But her reply feigned an...

As she saw Isaiah intended to get the fallen book for her, Ema decided to focus on assessing what had happened. Nothing major, really; she'd taken a stinging hit to the left shoulder, but it would be a bruise at the very worst, and probably wouldn't even hurt for long. The novel had seen better days...

(Ema Ryan debut... well, excluding the prom.) Sitting on a bench a few feet from Isaiah, a half-finished copy of World War Z in her right hand, Ema casually twisted the lollypop in her mouth with the thumb and forefinger of her left. Every so often, usually whilst turning a page, she casts a vaguely...

((Ema Ryan continued from Strike 3! )) On a casual glance about the hall, Ema was more than a little startled to see it so close to closing time, barely 30 minutes left. Not so much that she's unhappy about the night finally coming to a close, more that she's surprised that the time flew by so quick...