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[equippedmissle]

Scene Title Mid-day Duldrum killing.
Characters Ashley and Claire.
Rating PG/TBA.
Open/Closed Open.

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[xmadeinheavenx]

Claire had signed up for five classes, but only actually went to three of them. During her first (brief) trip to college, which she'd dropped out of shortly before the original Raccoon incident, she'd learned that going to lecture was pointless. So she'd signed up for two lecture classes assuming she could just read the book and pass the tests. And that had proven correct so far

[equippedmissle]

She hadn't noticed the redhead woman walking by, not that she normally noticed anyone because broom plus hand equalled watching what you swept and into where. Cleaning did take too much effort, that decisional thought made a few weeks ago.

But the girl caught her attention in an instant.

It wasn't like she never had anyone go No way! You're the president's daughter! but she handled that pretty well on her feet, quick thinking up a name even though many people were often skeptical and still believe her to be the President's Daughter. She often got served if someone shared any classes with her or was around when talking to the head of the janitorial department previously

[xmadeinheavenx]

When you spent enough time reading lies, and being around people who lied, you got pretty good at picking up on it when other people lied to you. Especially when they had to hesitate before rememberng what their name was. Still, Claire shuffled the coffee into her left hand and reached out to shake 'Amber's' hand with her own.

But she was grinning as she did it, and she shook her head once she'd brought her hand back. "If you aren't her, you're her twin, because you look Exactly the same." Claire obviously didn't believe her. "Don't worry, I'm not gonna go all crazy celebrity on you or anything."

She took a sip of her coffee after she said that, raising an eyebrow. "Still, if you wanna pretend to be somebody else, you shouldn't hesitate before using your fake name." The two weeks it had taken her to train to sneak into Umbrella's french facility had taught her that.

[equippedmissle]

Ashley's mouth scrunched up a little into tiny frown upon playing back the way she had introduced herself but quickly recovered shaking the young woman's hand with a slightly firm grip. Right away she noted the grin on her face, allowing her own hand to drop away back onto the slick brown broom handle.

Oh great, she seen right through that. It's almost no use playing a charade, maybe if dying my hair was allowed... the thoughts trailed off, baring a smile that begged to differ with the slight turmoil she felt, she didn't like being noticed under these conditions or under any condition really but the young woman seemed friendly enough.

"Well... okay, fine. You caught me. I am... Ashley Graham. Thanks for the tip," she sighed with a slight shrug, eyeing the coffee for a second. "You didn't give your name though. Bit rude to tell me my mine and not give me your's isn't it?"