Lady Moldoma
Professional Sweetypie
"Uwaaah...." There was a noise as the stuffy in the pile of the others, which looked too real to not be alive or something else special, moved, yawning in what had to be the cutest way Antoine had probably ever heard. It rolled over and shoved its face under the other stuffed animals. The realization would likely hit Antoine that said face was likely that of his partner.Antoine Lenoir
Location - Dorm 14 | Interactions - Lady Moldoma
As Antoine entered the room the first thing he noted was the subtle line that separated the dorm. He then took note of how it appeared to be more akin to an apartment than a simple dorm room. It was complete with a small kitchen and everything. He peered into one of the rooms to see it had already been occupied. The room had a colorful palette to say the least. Bright colors combined with the cutesy style of the room inclined him to believe he was roomed with a girl. He was surprised they were even allowed to paint their rooms, but he wouldn't tell. His eyes then turned to the pile of plushes that adorned the bed. Within the center was a slightly different plush, it design a bit more...real than the rest. He assumed it was just their favorite one and went about his way, guessing they were asleep or else where.
He made his way to the other bedroom, happy to see it was just as spacious as the other. Well furnished as well. Antoine smiled as he set his bag down on the bed, relieved to finally have the weight off of his back. He rested for but a moment before unpacking. His wardrobe was mostly monochromatic, consisting mostly of black and white with very few colored pieces of clothing. With clothing out of the way, he moved onto personal belongings. Pictures, sentimental artifacts, his violin, and a few other things. Next was something different. Something that certainly would raise some eyebrows if not given the context. Shackles. After inspecting the frame of the bed he would attach them to the strongest point, resting the cuffs on the bed before covering them with the blanket. Antoine would sigh after he did so, hoping this place would solve his biggest problem.
It's clear she was trying very very hard to be cutesy, and that she was doing a decent job.
"Huh?" She looked back turning to Antoine. "Oh! Hello new roommate! I'm sorry we didn't get to meet at orientation." She says, having a cutesy voice, if it weren't already apparent from her yawn. "I was preparing this room with a holo nanoncustomizer. I've clearly marked your side of the room so you can do anything you want with it."
She gets up, she was positively tiny, it's like she were made as some sort of weapon that had been created to look as harmless as possible and the creators went overboard.
"How do people greet each other here? Hugs? Kisses? Some other third thing that's less common?" She asks. "I'm.. What you'd call a transfer student I believe! So I apologize if I'm not fully aware of your customs."
She spoke incredibly fluent english, and her accent didn't match any of the countries where that was the first language of many of the people. In fact, she barely had any accent at all.