It was a rainy day & the students for the most part stayed inside; It was a hellish walk to the dormitory. Soon a girl entered the dorms her jacket was a bit damn and she was walking with a cane not that she needed it but, the faculty thought she did given a few lies she made plausible enough to her doctor that had been included in her file here. The cane was quite ornate with a real silver grip with vthree animals carved into it; a wolf, a dragon & a cat of some sort. The design of the cane was quite unique though beyond that it was just a cane; a collapsible cane.

On her back was a single guitar case and over that a bag which housed her clothes, her tiny battery powered amp & her theives tools, all of which passed the detectors as simple dental picks. She walked to the couch of the common area blinking as she looked at it.

"Three girls roughly sixteen minutes ago naked having some fun, given the depressions in the cushions one five foot six roughly a hundred fourty pounds one six foot and one five foot eight undeterminate weight. Judging by the half dried stains... yeah I'm not sitting on that!"

shook her head before moving to sit on a chair she saw nothing wrong with before looking over a bag she was dragging with her free hand; this held a sewing machine, some fabric thread & some drawing materials along with a few of her designs.

Noel took the stairs up from the cafeteria two at a time, miraculously managing to not spill a drop of coffee from either of the two cups she held. So little sleep, yet so much homework. It'd been weeks since she'd had an opportunity to just relax and the strain, combined with her ever worsening insomnia, was starting to get to her. She had nearly gotten a detention for accidentally wandering into class in her pajamas instead of the required uniform last week and it had taken every drop of charm in her body to talk her way out of it.

She was wearing the pajamas now in fact, despite the fact that it was both too early for her to have just gotten up and to late to already be ready for bed; a pair of loose blue plaid pants and a tight white tank top. Her electric blue bra was faintly visible through the cheap white fabric, but then she hadn't planned on meeting any one new on her little caffeine run.

She was crossing the lobby of the ground floor at a fairly brisk pace when she suddenly stopped, spotting the blond-haired girl loitering in the common room. Noel didn't recognize her, and she knew most of the girls in her building at least by sight if not by name. That, combined with the fact that she was carrying quite a lot of random stuff with her pegged her neatly as a new arrival. Well...just passing by without saying welcome would be rude, wouldn't it? She reasoned, knowing perfectly well she was just making excuses to put off the cram session that was waiting for her up in her room.

"Hi there!" She called out in a friendly tone, turning sharply and heading towards the petite blonde. "You new?"

She turned from her bag to Noel offering a bit of a curious gaze then a polite smile. This girl was a bit interesting her clothes quite modest yet provocative at the same time; it looked like something she would have designed and made. She whole heartedly approved of her attire.

"Why yes I am, Just arrived. By your attire and the look on your face you're here for either coffee or an energy drink right?"

She laghed slightly moving closer to the girl looking up to her and offering a gentle hand in greeting.

"Michael Triad cooper's the name, Fashion & music's my game And you are?"

she was confident at least which might have seemed off for someone of her height and her bust size, many of which seemed insecure about themselves.

"Yep, caffeine run. Guilty as charged." Noel replied, grinning crookedly. "I'd offer you a cup, but I've been told my coffee's sugary enough to put someone in a coma."

She carefully transfered both cups to her left hand and took Michael's in her right, shaking it enthusiastically. The new girl seemed a bit odd, but then Noel had always been fond of odd.

"I'm Noel Roux, theater major and general oddball. Fashion and music huh? Guess we've got some common interests! You need any help with your bags, or someone to show you around or anything? I've been looking for an excuse to duck out of studying tonight."

She said the whole thing in one long, rambling breath, apparently oblivious to the fact. She seemed sincere none the less though, and hadn't batted an eyelash at the other girl's short stature or slender build.

"That would be Fan-tas-tic!"

She smiled to noel tapping her secondary bag with her sewing machine in it along with her various equipment. Noel did seem odd as she said but, anyone who liked fashion couldn't be all bad. Her guitar on her back and her clothes & other things she could handle.

"If you could drag that one for me; dorm is supposed to be room 301 I think or that's that the key says."

"No problem," Noel said, grabbing the indicated bag with her now-free hand. She lifted it, wobbling a moment as the weight caught her off guard, and hefted it over her shoulder before leading Michael back out into the hallway. She took her down the hall and up the two flights of stairs to the third floor.

"There you go, right at the end here." She said brightly, indicating the door marked 301 with a tilt of her head. "Do you have a roommate, or can we just barge in?"

"Feel free to barge in..."

she smirked placing the key in the lock where it prompty didn't budge an inch. she pulled the key out looked at it pulled a sheet of paper from her pocket looked at it and huffed.

"They all say 301... door says 301... alright lock want to play hard ball huh?!"

She put one of her bags on the ground kneeling next to it before pulling out a single case opening it she pulled a what looked to be a simple dental pick and a few other devices. Signaling for silence she put the picks in the lock right eye closed a small penlight held stable with her teeth as she picked the lock to her own dorm. It took roughly two minutes to set up and two to get the tumbler to work.

"just a bassssic pin lock, nothing too big... and open!"

She smirked after turning the lock open pulling the pick out and returning it to her case spitting out the light before shoving the door open with her foot her skirt flipping slightly giving a momentary glance at her panties.

"Me: 6428 locks: 1/2... only because I forgot my tools and had to use a hair pin."

Noel bent over at the waist, letting the bag she carried resting on the floor as she watched Michael work. She was a bit shocked, to say the least, to see her new acquaintances picking a lock but curiosity soon outshone unease and she watched quietly.

"Whoa..." She murmured when Michael finished, but a broad grin broke out across her face a moment later. "That's amazing! Where'd you learn to do that?"

Retrieving Michael's bag from the floor she hurried on into the room, in part to cover the faint blush that crossed her cheeks when she caught a brief glimpse of the pretty blonde's panties.

"That's a pretty handy skill. Hehe, I might have to come calling next time I lose my keys..."

"Oh where'd I learn it? uhmmm from my mom long family history of great thei... uhm lock smiths, yes locksmiths... what's yopur dorm number again so I can visit one in awhile father's from a long line of great olaw officers"

She answered laughing a little asking mainly to avoid that room, she didn't steal from people she thought were her friends. Then again she usually didn't steal from people at all, she only usually stole expensive artifacts & such. Haviing lineage of two legends made her skills unique able to avoid crime busting tech through intimate knowledge and using intimate knowledge of theivery to heist pretty much anything. She entered her room and put down her bag pulling out from it a beautiful necklace. one of the necklaces of Freya that disappeared not long ago.

"Not a bad room have to say, great place

Noel grinned wryly, catching the verbal slip but choosing not to press the issue, at least not yet. "I'm up in 568. It's a two-person suit but apparently my second roommate's transfered out or something, so I'm all alone again." She said. "Feel free to pop in any time. Heh, a girl gets lonely, ya know?"

Setting Michael's bag down on the floor she took a seat on the edge of the bed, sipping her sugary coffee and taking a moment to admire the petite girl's body as she set down her things and retrieved a rather expensive looking necklace. Noel arched one bright pink eyebrow and wondered what else she had tucked away in there.

"Yep, the dorms are all pretty nice. I think most of the buildings on campus are pretty new really. All swanky and high tech and shiny. It's got something to do with those labs off the coast, but no one I've asked is really sure what they do...

"So, Miss Michael Triad Cooper, what brings you to our lovely campus?"

"What brings me here? Last resort actually, normally would never come to a place with a joke name like Tentacle U but, my full scholarship to Yale was revoked without explination the day before the damned plane for this school left along with my three back up scholarships."

Next she'd place her cane on her bed and pull it's primary grip it took shape similar to a large headed egyptian crook she'd hang it on the headboard of her bed before pulling a stange blue stone & a few other expensive & rare looking objects she'd place around her room.

"Oh and you can call me Mike... Oh one last thing here."

she offered Noel a simple ornate broach, old european a tiny portion of the crown jewels no one would miss just to prove she could do it.

"Ouch, that's harsh..." Noel said, giving Mike a sympathetic look. Shipping off to college and leaving home for the first time was never easy, she couldn’t imagine how bad it might be if all your carefully laid out plans were pulled out from under you at the last second.

"Odd name aside though, this is a pretty good school.” She said, trying to sound comforting. “The campus is great and all my teachers so far have been pretty decent. Heh, and being stuck on a practically tropical island full of pretty girls isn't bad either,” she added, grinning crookedly

Noel watched as Michael unpacked, eying the various glittery trinkets she pulled out curiously. Yep, definitely a great “lock smith.” When she handed her the broach Noel took it gingerly, examining it carefully as she rolled it over in her hands.

“Wow…” She said softly. “This’s gorgeous. Where’d you get it?”

"Got it in England Thought it was beautiful but, never have much need to wear it hard to see something like that on my shirt when you already have to look a couple feet down just to see my eyes."

She shrugged with a deep sigh not lying just not the whole truth.

"Pretty girls huh... guessing from what I've seen girl who'll jump on eachother at the drop of a hat."

She scoffed making it a bit obvious of her thoughts on anything sexual. She moved to her closet which had already been packed with uniforms her clothes barely managed to fit she pulled a uniform and held it up to herself.

"Looks about two sizes too big... guess they didn't believe my dimensions."

"Eh, it's college, what do you expect?" Noel said, shrugging and giving Mike a good natured grin. "Some people finally get out from under the 'tyranical parental strangle hold' and go overboard. I doubt it's any different here than at any other college. Just, ya know, no Y chromosmes."

She watched Michael pack away her clothing, turning the broach over in her hand. The pink-haired girl giggled when the blonde held up her over-large uniform.

"It could be worse. A few girls around here seem to have the opposite problem. Everything running a few sizes too small." She smirked, the sarcasm in her voice easy to detect.

"I thought I saw a sewing machine in here though, right?" Noel asked, flipping open the bag she'd carried with the tip of one bunny slipper clad foot. "Do you sew?

"Oh yeah! I sew every day pretty much. I'm a bit of a fashion designer like I said; I do less traditional clothes compared to the usual designers though and I don't quite have any models for the stuff besides myself so I've never sold anything."

She commented nodding to her mention of the problems other girls have had.

"I hate taking in clothes though really much more of a pain in the ass than just stitching together a belt & wearing a longer skirt and slightly loose blouse."

She obviously ignored the mention of people jumping on each other at the drop of a hat being common of any college again her hatred of the act of sex showed through her actions and expression.

"The last girls to use this room had sex in my closet..."

she mumbled being able to tell from vague almost unnoticable evidence left behind.