[ Kiana looks up from the plate of food she was happily scarfing down, up at Acheron. In a very short timeframe, several thoughts cross her mind and they all show on her face in the way her expression changes with each one:
Woah, she's hot. She looks like she'd kill someone? That's pretty hot, too. Ugh, this is my room and I'm busy! Why are people being so annoying? It's pretty nice that there's so many people around, though... Seriously! She's hot!! Wait a minute, is that -
The last expression is one of dawning recognition, with a hope-filled sparkle in her eyes - she tenses like she's about to just jump up and tackle Acheron, but she apparently thinks better of it at the last second in favour of just slowly squeaking out a name. ]
I.A
Woah, she's hot.
She looks like she'd kill someone? That's pretty hot, too.
Ugh, this is my room and I'm busy! Why are people being so annoying?
It's pretty nice that there's so many people around, though...
Seriously! She's hot!!
Wait a minute, is that -
The last expression is one of dawning recognition, with a hope-filled sparkle in her eyes - she tenses like she's about to just jump up and tackle Acheron, but she apparently thinks better of it at the last second in favour of just slowly squeaking out a name. ]
Mmmmmmmmei?