@thirdchance / starter call.
💛 💜 ❤️ || though her DEMEANOR may have seemed to be as rigid as the TALLEST of trees, satori is, at heart, a girl just like any other. the myriad of events that touch upon the tip of her fingers may have been varying degrees of IRRITATING, but a few gems stuck out as what she could consider to be fun. not that the thin purse of her lips and dull red of her eyes seem to indicate anything of that sort. she hasn't been the sort to express her joy PLAINLY like the stitches of her sleeves.
but the EXCITEMENT is felt as she stands before the terminal, hoping to herself that perhaps someone else would be willing to join her. confidence STEMMING from the bounce of her feet, she turns towards the nearest person, eyes all sharp and serious to contrast her feelings within. ❝excuse me now,❞ she says. ❝the scavenger hunt sounds DELIGHTFUL, but i would like to do it with a partner. will you JOIN me?❞
