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Reis Torin
Legacy Name: Reis Torin

The Reborn Noktoa
Owner: architect

Age: 9 years, 10 months, 2 weeks

Born: June 15th, 2014

Adopted: 9 years, 10 months, 2 weeks ago

Adopted: June 15th, 2014

Statistics

• Level: 3
   
• Strength: 10
   
• Defense: 10
   
• Speed: 10
   
• Health: 10
   
• HP: 10/10
   
• Intelligence: 175
   
• Books Read: 175
• Food Eaten: 0
• Job: Unemployed

Rain curled in sheets around the apartment, drumming insistently on windows and tapping loudly on the roof. Thunder boomed in the distance, and lightning flashed just in the corners of eyes. Lightning is shy like that.

Carson scrubbed his face with his left hand, his right fumbling for the light switch. It was no use trying to sleep on days like this. The storm had come on quickly, and Reis wasn't home yet. If she was fighting someone, she’d soon be lacking an opponent. You’d have to be as crazy as her to stick to your guns in a downpour like this one.

Tea was at home, it being spring break and all. Carson had offered to take Reis home with him, but she’d just chuckled and told him she didn't do house calls. Carson had understood. He’d stayed in his dorm for the break. It was nice to not have to deal with his family for one anyway.

There came a soft knock at the door. Reis had the key, but she almost always knocked. After a few seconds, he heard the key turn in the lock, and the door creak open.

Reis entered, hair uncharacteristically flattened to her skull. She was grinning, blood streaked down her face from numerous cuts. She went immediately to the bathroom to towel herself off, flinging various pieces of clothing around the room as she went. Carson smiled sleepily at her from his position on the bed, leaning against the headboard. When Reis again moved into his line of sight, her hair was acceptably dry and she was wearing one of his t-shirts tucked haphazardly into one of his sweats. She yawned and stretched, looking pointedly at him and then the storm outside.

"You going to sleep in this?" she asked, looking almost comically skeptical.

Carson sighed. “No,” he replied, finally climbing off the bed. “No point even trying. Pancakes?”

Reis grinned at him, shaking out her hair again and grabbing plates from the cupboard.

"Did you even have to ask?"

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