The common rooms were mostly empty when Kuria peered in, mouthing the words to the song playing through the headphones she was wearing. For once the bubbly girl was wearing her school uniform, the short skirt skimming toned thighs and the shirt hugging her upper body lovingly.
"What does one got to do to talk to some real people here?" she asked the empty room before sighing softly and making her way down the corridor.

The girl smiled as she bounced through the halls of the school, having fun!, she had just moved in, just unpacked, and, her flute was before her lips, playing softly, a happy, giddy, bouncy tune as she wound through the halls of her new home, memorizing it all.

She began to move for the common room, rounding a corner, and -smack-! Not looking where you were going was a bit of a mistake, smacking into a poor student, perhaps knocking her to the ground, but, it was Alu that took the tumble, spilling onto the floor in a pool of Violet hair, and a surprised gasp...

She looked up with those wide, warm Violet eyes, and looked sheepishly at Kuria....

A muttered curse that should not be known by a young lady left Kuria's lips as she was knocked severely off balance. Managing to stay upright, she yanked the earphones out of her ears. Running an annoyed hand through her hair, making it stand at crazy angles, she sighed.
"Would you look where the hell you're going?" she snapped, whirling to face the person who had knocked her over.

Her angry words died on her lips as she looked at the girl on the floor. Well... Kuria did not play games and she had to admit, to herself at least, that the girl was quite the cutest she had ever seen. A grin caused the corners of her mouth to curl up and her cheek to dimple sweetly. Holding a hand out to the girl, she winked.
"Need a hand?"

The girl blushed furiosly as she sat upon the floor, blushed furiously as the girl she had bumped into swore, and she lowered her eyes from embarrasment, she smiled again though, as the pretty girl offered her a kind, word... well... kinda, offered to hel her up at the very least, smiling brightly she took the hand, and climbed to her feet, again she lifted her flute to her lips...

She could not speak, that much all that had met her knew... however, she had... compensated...

She blew softly on her flute, coaxing notes from it, gentle notes, thankful notes, it was like listening to her gratitude, before lowering her flute, and tucking it into a pouch at her hip, a specially designed one for her flute, and whipped out a pad, and pencil,

>Thank you for your help, I'm sorry I bumped into you miss, My name is Aluri Lanis, May I ask what yours is?<

She smiled gently as she handed the note to the girl, violet eyes atwinkle with curiosity.