*Eureka Academy:Second Semester*

(OOC: Elaine post will come after more development from the Orion-Veerle fight, also this is my third attempt at this post, and at this point, I'm afraid I'm gonna toss quality out the window here...I'm freaking annoyed here.)

IC:

Nicolo Zorzi

Nicolo entered into Eureka's caferteria, and was stunned by the size of it. The dining hall was huge, largely to accommodate the huge student body. Fiding a stack of trays, the young Italian picked one up and began perusing the various food courts for what they had available. There was so much different foods to choose from that even he had a hard time picking what to eat. Finally, he settled down on Tagliatelle with Bolognese Sauce from the International aisle.

Nicolo then walked through the tables, looking for a place to sit. At first he saw a table with three ladies talking about, but then he saw a female, roughly around a similar age, wearing a Gothic Victorian style dress. Walking towards the table with the girl, Nicolo asked, "Is this seat taken, Signora?" (Miss?)
 
"Yeah, a whole new adventured...." -

Janus whispered with a pessimist tone as he grabbed his bags and headed back inside the building.

The main entrance of the Great Hall of the Eureka Academy was an exquisite example of architecture which Janus had never seen. Through all his journeys, Janus had seen from Greek, Roman and Gothic architecture, but here in Eureka they were all combined as if they were one and the same, something he thought could have never been achieved by mortal men.

As he surveyed the surroundings of what is meant to become his new home for the next year (or years if he is lucky enough to not get kicked out on the first weeks). Finding himself on the very epicentre of the academy he was overwhelmed by the variety of races converging at this one single point. So many lives and destinies intertwined at this very intersection crafted by non other than fate.

Janus lowered his gaze towards the floor and he could see the beauty of a magnificently crafted floor made of marble mosaics with a complex design he could not fathom the kind of symbolism hidden in the structures of this hieroglyphs. Many times he questioned whether or not all of this was a dream or if he was dead and was sent to Valhalla.

Suddenly, a young man wearing Victorian clothing approached Janus holding a letter. Intrigued, Janus first thoughts were

-Just great, I got a report and I just got here... what a drag...-

Nevertheless, after he stopped day dreaming (more like day-nightmare....) of his fatalistic fate, Janus simply limited himself to extending his hand and to retrieve the letter from the messenger's hand. The messenger smiled, turned his back on Janus and headed towards one of the corridors of the main hall.

-"Oh well, what could be worse by now?"-

Janus pondered as he read the letter who was sent by non other than the headmaster.

-ATTENTION ALL STUDENTS: WELCOME TO ANOTHER SEMESTER AT EUREKA ACADEMY. YOU ALL HAVE TIME TO PACK. DINNER BEGINS AT 8:00pm SHARP AND WILL END AT 10:00. PLEASE GET SETTLED INTO YOUR DORMS. THIS IS BY ORDER OF YOUR NEW HEADMASTER. PLEASE ENJOY THE REST OF YOUR DAY.
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It was a simply notification for freshmen who just happened to arrive to the academy. Janus didn't cared if the mail was weeks old or if they delivered it to him by accident; he had his first instructions so to avoid any more problems he would follow them by the letter.

Not wanting to miss any details, Janus gave a second look to the note and in amaze he witnessed how new sentences began to magically appear on its surface.

-PS: YOU'LL BE LATE FOR DINNER.-
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-"Oh shit..."-

Where Janus's first thoughts as his stomach synchronously growled. The last time he had something to eat was when he stayed at the inn near the port he had arrived, and that was like hours ago.

Without a second to waste, Janus headed straight to the dorm area. He checked door by door to see if a room was available.

-"Occupied... occupied...oh man"-

The more doors Janus checked, the more his desperation grew. He felt as if he were fighting against the very sands of time. Finally, at the very last room, Janus read a note:

-"Available..."-

Janus opened the door not imagining what he would encounter. The room wasn't bad, but it wasn't a five star hotel either.

-Serves me right for arriving late....-

Janus thought as he tossed his luggage in a corner. The room was simple, it had a bed placed by the window, a wardrobe, a small desk next to the bed, and linen placed on top of the bed along with a pillow. There was the key to lock the room left on the desk.

He approached the bed and rested his hand on its surface feeling the softness of its fabric.

-"Well at least I'll get a nice sleep...oh shit dinner!!!"-

Janus snatched the keys and left the room. As he exited his room he noticed several students leaving their respective rooms. Quickly, he concluded that if he followed the students and stayed quite enough, he would be able to get in the dinning room unnoticed and without anyone realizing he just arrived here.

Again, he found himself at the main hall, where he presumed several other students where seeking for information at the reception desk. At that instant, another thought flashed through his mind. His eyes widened as he realized he had forgotten just another important task: to get his course schedule.

-"Oh crap... but still I am late. I'll get some food, appease my belly, and then I'll get that course schedule. Not that I'll have a vast array of courses to choose anyway, by now most of the interesting classes must have been taken..."-

Janus thought as he kept following the other students to the dinning hall. As he went pass the centre of the main hall, Janus's eyes shifted from left to right and he could not fail to notice the variety of people here.

-"Elves?... Dwarves?! Where in blue bloody hell have I gotten myself into?"-

He whispered as he kept walking towards the dinning room. As he found his way towards his destination, Janus realized that he was still armed with his sword (although his sword was neatly wrapped with a banner of his family crest).

-"Well, if I don't draw any attention, I don't think anyone will notice..."-

Janus thought as he smirked and headed towards another set of twin entry doors which he presumed lead to the dinning hall.


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Dinning Hall, Janus' Theme 1:
 
Nami slinked out of the cubicle when he was certain noone was around, and gently batted open the door to the toilets, shooting into the crowd before jumping to on top of the windowsills, climbing slowly and awkwardly out the window into the field outside, he used this as a shortcut back to the lunch hall... he hoped noone would pay too much attention to a purple cat as it slunk into the room and jumped almost entirely into a bowl of ramen, then he curled up by the empty bowl and rested, being a cat was really tiring. he would have to remember how to change back sometime soon. Then he spotted the girl that had helped him before, 'i hope she likes cats' he thought as he leapt over to near her, seeking protection from the only 'friend' he currently had at this academy
 
Joey had been in such a hurry that he didn't even realize that he bumped into one of his roommates. He was in such a hurry that he didn't even apologize, or hear him ask why he was here. He barely turned when he spoke and told him that he was leaving, and suddenly found himself alone in the dorm again. He briefly heard him say he was heading to the dining hall, so he changed his shirt, and headed out of the room. Outside, he saw the roommate, and hurried to catch up to him.

"So, you got a name, or just a bad attitude?"
 
Story Yuta

Story shrugged as his roomie didn't respond to him and he continued on his way, only to find that the young man had eventually caught up to him anyway. Rolling his eyes Story turned to look at him.

"So, you got a name, or just a bad attitude?"

This made the Shifter laugh a little... it was funny being told he had a bad attitude, Probably because it was so true. He shrugged a little and then spoke "Story....Story Yuta." He muttered. As they walked Story actually realised he had no idea where the Dining area was.

"Well I guess I better make use of you...whatever your name is... show me where the Food is... and do you have any idea who I ask about a new uniform?" he said quite rudely. Not caring if the other didn't like his tone of voice.
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(OOC: If you want to interact with my character you're gonna have to OOC it first, so i know, this RP is giving me headspins already.)

Kazuma woke up several hours later, only to find even more people walking about the cafeteria, all heading towards the dining hall..

"I guess i better follow, maybe these fools will lead me to where i'm suppose to go... finally" He quietly said to himself, steadily following the large group of female students, so that he could atleast feel partially comfortable...

Kazuma slowly entered the Dining Hall. It was lavish like a mansion's dining area, except with a plethora of more tables, and alot more student already sitting down, chattering away at eachother like they'd been there for years beforehand...

"Oh, great.... plague of students who'll instantly think they're better than me just because they've been here longer..." he thought to himself, slowly making his way to the end of the middle table, where nobody was sitting.

Time passed, and food still wasn't been served...

"I followed the horde of women to where fool will be served and it's been several hours.... getting irritated!" he thought to himself, looking over at everyone else, who was still chattering away, not even caring about how much time passed, before finally being fed...

Kazuma's patience was falling, but nontheless, if he was not to incur the wrath of the teachers, he sat there patiently, trying so hard not to fall asleep again, left he end up with cold food...
 
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[OOC: Lol. I forgot that I 'thought' about making a post, not that I actually did it.]

Watching Maya devour her sandwich made her rather hungry; nevertheless, Eluniel felt that it was too awkward for her to grab a meal at this point. After all, Maya was done by the time she spoke.

Shaking her head vigorously, Eluniel was quick to answer,"Ah, no... I won't mind you playing those guitars. Perhaps the greater concern would be our other two roommates."

Smiling under her hood, Eluniel couldn't help feeling that the day has turned out better than she had expected. Before this it was quite the unrequited experience; after this, it felt like there was some form of return.

No doubt, Maya was a friend who's here to stay. Looking at her, she knew their friendship was going to be what sees her through her time in Eureka.
 
Time: 20:00 (cos bugger knows what actual time it is. if this is wrong i'll just edit it)


Grigory was getting a little irritated sitting in this class, just waiting. He felt a bit stupid, him and the few tohers there had got caught up in the motions. Why would there be a class this late in the day? He sighed and walked out. May as well head back to the apartment and call it a night or something. He left the room without anybody even noticing until the door had closed shut. Hands in pockets he walked through the halls, shoving his headphones in and putting on some In This Moment. He thought of Maria Brink for a moment and raised an eyebrow. The words 'HAWT AS HELL' plastered themselves on his brain for a while. His chain of thought was broken as he nearly walked into a door. Maybe he needed to concentrate some more. He walked outside, the air was getting colder now as the evening drew on, especially at this altitude. A gust of wind blew by and Grigory suddenly felt slightly happy to have the blazer. He hated the cold and he wouldn't have been a cheerful chappy if he'd been just in his t-shirt.

He entered the apartment building, shuffling through the previously full corridors with relative ease. Most people were elsewhere, either having food or hanging out in their own places. He pushed the door to the apartment open, reaching along the wall inside and switching the lights on. They flickered momentarily with an audible clicking before staying on. Right now a shot of vodka would have hit the spot, but the cheap crap they had in this part of the world would never compare to the real Russian vodka. There were certain standards of things you just didn't stoop below, it was either above the bar or none at all. Vodka, for Grigory, was one of those things. He sometimes felt like he fitted the stereotype of a Russian but he didn't much care what people would think. Even Polish vodka would have been a sight for sore eyes right now but he would have to go without for now.

Despite not eating he still didn't feel hungry. As far as he was concerned he could just get food later, and if the place was closed, well, there were ways around that. He brushed his hair with a hand and walked through to the bedroom, music still blasting from his ipod. He wondered if his room mate would still be in there.
 
I do not see why not. I do not think Veerle and Athena would be free considering they are engaging in some form of disciplinary action on the rooftops, so let the dinner be just us three. We'll invite them two next time.

“That is fine by me, thank you.”

"I don't mind at all. Time will be made to meet them. But in the meantime, We'll be happy to take you there."

Though both Delijah and Estrella had glanced up at the roof where the altercation was taking place, neither of them seemed to think it merited any further investigation at the moment, which was a huge relief for Bartholomew. And the girl in the red kimono seemed to appreciate their offer to escort her, so it looked like they would be having her as a dinner guest as well. It certainly wouldn't hurt to learn more about a new student, he thought, and she seemed pleasant and well-mannered so far, so Bartholomew didn't really see her accompaniment as any sort of burden. As he knew the campus well at this point, and had been the first to make the suggestion, he decided he would lead the way to the cafeteria. “Well alright then, I guess we have dinner plans,” he said cheerily. “If the others want to catch up when they're finished, then I'm sure they'll know where to find us, but for right now, let's head on over there. I know I'm starved, for one, and we don't want to miss out on a good table!” He started walking across the courtyard in the direction of the cafeteria, hoping the others would follow.

He led them all into the cafeteria once they arrived, finding it was already quite populous with students who must have heard the dinner announcement. Bartholomew quickly scanned the area for unoccupied tables; he soon spied one with room for up to six people, should Veerle and Athena arrive and decide to join them, and he glanced back over his shoulder at the rest of his troupe. “I'm going to go snag a table,” he called to them over the noise of the crowd. “You ladies can go on ahead, I'll catch up to you.” He grinned, then made his way over to the empty table as quickly as he could, hoping it wasn't completely filthy and gross.

He arrived at the table, and quickly scanned the surface with his eyes for any obvious signs of food or drink splatters. There were none that he could see right away, so he stepped around to a different side of it and tilted his head, trying to catch a glimpse of any hidden streaks that might be revealed by the right angle of light reflection. Still nothing, so he stepped back a bit and looked down at the chairs, checking for crumbs, water droplets, or any other unpleasantries. He probably would have looked strange to the surrounding diners, but he didn't mind; he couldn't stand having other peoples' detritus all over him, and especially not things that might stain his clothes. His inspection went well, though; this seating arrangement looked satisfactory, so he quickly looked around, spotted a younger boy with a backpack sitting at one of the tables next to theirs, and elected to beseech him.

“Excuse me?” he said kindly to the boy, who was enjoying a burger and chatting with two other boys at the table. “I'm so sorry to interrupt, but do you have a spare piece of paper and a pen I can borrow?”

The young man turned around instantly, his eyes twitching slightly as he took in Bartholomew's yellow blazer. “Uh, sure,” he replied, and unzipped his backpack, digging around inside it before pulling out a spiral notebook. He had a pen hooked onto the binding, so he pulled that off and handed it to Bartholomew, then ripped a page out of the notebook and gave that to the man in the blazer as well. Bartholomew hesitated, glancing down at the items, then nodded at the boy gratefully. “Thanks, I really appreciate it,” he said quickly, then made his way back over to the table he'd selected, pulling the cap off of the pen as he walked.

When he got to the table, he folded the paper in half, making sure the crease was perfect and that the paper would be sturdy enough. He wrinkled his nose at the torn edge of the paper in disgust; he hated the strip of vertebrae-shaped refuse that came attached to the left side of spiral notebook paper after it was removed—why couldn't people just use the perforation? He sighed, tore the unsightly material off along the dotted line, then curled it up into a tiny ball with one hand and stuffed it into his pocket for now; he would have to dispose of it later.

For now, though, he returned his attention to the task at hand, and used the pen to make the folded paper into a sign for reserving their table. D-I-S-C....good grief, this pen was atrocious. It got the job done though, and in a split second he had a nice, neatly-lettered sign completed. He had shortened the name on it to “DISCOM;” hopefully anyone reading it would understand what he meant, and consider him to be hep at the same time for having used the most popular abbreviation.

He propped the sign up in the middle of the table like a little tent, having written on both sides of it, and went over to return the pen to its owner. “Thanks so much,” he said again, then made his way over to the food distribution area, hoping they would have something healthy and tasty, like steamed vegetables with grilled chicken or tofu steaks. And, of course, a pure fruit smoothie to drink.
 
Vale Breeze
Roof of cafetaria-thing->Red dorm-thing-room.
around 20:00..


Vale looked bored around, taking the whole area up in his mind from his viewpoint. "I like it here.." Vale muttered, at the same time making the fireball that his being was chasing disappears. "I don't really like this school, all people are so weird.. But I like this spot." He said as he opened his left hand, causing his being to land on it and then Vale closed his hand. "Let's go down buddy." Vale murmered as he stood up and looked down to the ground. "Let's see..."

As Vale looked down he noticed a tree closeby the building in front of the one he stood on. Closeby the tree was a window that was open, Vale just hoped it was either the window of his own dorm-thing-room, or atleast the hall closeby, otherwise he could've get lost.. Again. He took a few steps back, and then started running towards the edge of roof and then leaped off, spreading his arms and legs to feel the air rushing beside him. It was one of those moments that Vale felt great, really great. The fall caused him to open his hands and his being started flying around his head downward with him. Vale then noticed a thick branch closeby and quickly grabbed the branch and swinged around it two times. Then he let loose again to try and fly through the window inside, however he noticed to late that the windowopening was too small for him. "No, No, Nooo!" He exclaimed as he hit headfirst against the wall, causing his being to disappear, and then fell inside the room with his eyes closed. "Ouch.. Hard Wall.."

Note: Vale's in Grigory's room right now..
 
[[Unknown time = Post involving Maya, Escaflowne, Kazuma and Nami]]

From his expertly picked spot in the hall he spotted a few people that he could possibly become friends with. there was the beautiful girl that had helped him to the food court. but then she seemed a little too important to other people to even remember him after today, then as he scanned the room he saw some girl carrying a guitar, she was pretty too, he found this out by actually jumping across the tables infront of escaflowne to get closer to this intriguing girl. she was speaking in what sounded like mixed english and japanese in a rather fast voice, that was pretty too when you got used to the rapidity of it, plus she had a guitar so she could most likely play it. Then he spotted a guy that might be easier to make friends with, after all he thought that the dorms were most likely sorted in gender, and even though he was bi and liked wearing girls clothes he doubted he would be dormed with any. he walked over to the other boy as the boy was sat on a table that was otherwise deserted. he seemed a little annoyed but Nami felt that at heart this guy would be alright to get along with, he decided to watch him while he remained in cat form.
 
Kazuma sensed the cat staring at him, so he decided to throw his head back, with a blank look in his eyes, before looking in the general direction of this "cat".

"didn't know they allowed pets here." He said calmly, his head still spinning from the incredibly slow service of food in this place.

As Kazuma continually stared at the "Cat", he could not help but think to himself "The hell warranted me to attract attention to a damned animal?", but at the same time, He kind of knew that if he voiced those words out, he's most likely get his face clawed, and at this point of the night, this was something that he definately didn't feel like coping with, especially since he didn't have food in his stomach.
 
hearing the boys stomach rumble and knowing the kid was looking right at him he decided to help out, he looked at the guy with a look in his eyes that said 'follow me!' before slowly walking towards the food carts over tables with his tail up so that the boy could spot him easily among the crowd. As soon as he reached the carts he turned to face the boy again with a look that screamed 'well? come on then! come here!' he wished he could talk in this state, not that he could talk usually anyway.
 
Kazuma got up off the chair, and looked down at the cat running off towards the carts, grabbing the Ramon, and also the chicken curry, then sitting down back on the chair.

"Good thing i didn't throw that cat out, i guess" He thought to himself, closing his eyes with a smile on his face.

Half hour passed, and he finished his meal. he got up off the chair again, and looked down at the cat. "Thank you for showing me where the food was...if it wasn't for you, the chef's would have been dead where they stood." he told the cat, cracking his neck, before yawning....

"So tired..." He thought to himself, stretching his arms...He then makes his way to the female dormitories...
 
Nami ran past kazuma as they both headed towards the dorms, when he managed to get more than a corridor ahead of Kazuma he returned to his natural form, he leant against the wall as he waited for kazuma to walk past him, when he did Nami called out in his vocaloid voice "Hey thats the way to the girl dormitory not the guys dorms... are you sure we should head there?" he thought for a moment before adding "Not that im bothered i just thought id tell you" he wandered off in the darkness toward the music room he had been in earlier, he hoped noone would mind him playing the piano again
 
“Well alright then, I guess we have dinner plans. If the others want to catch up when they're finished, then I'm sure they'll know where to find us, but for right now, let's head on over there. I know I'm starved, for one, and we don't want to miss out on a good table!”

Estrella watched as Bartholomew started to walk ahead, and she nodded over at Delijah and the elven girl to confirm that it would be okay to start heading off now. She was slightly amused by the young man's enthusiasm, and was sure that there would be more students like himself. Within a moment, the dining area came into view, and the silverette was pretty reluctant to see what kind of eatery the school had for itself. The place was already crowded, to say the least, and Estrella looked around the hall for an unreserved table that the Disciplinary students could use, but Bartholomew had already beaten her to that.

“I'm going to go snag a table,” He said over the noise of students. “You ladies can go on ahead, I'll catch up to you.”

With that, he had ran off to a table that looked like it had enough seats for the four of them as well as Veerle and Athena - if they were to come back in time to join them. Estrella watched as it looked like he was inspecting the large table and chairs, probably to make sure it was clean enough to use. Then again, it was the first day - and it looked like people had just started coming it, so chances were it probably wasn't too dirty. But she wasn't complaining, since it was pretty gentleman-like of him. She glanced over at what looked like the area where the students would prepare their dinner. Since there was already a crowd surrounding the area, she couldn't make out a lot of what was on the stands, but there must have been a vast assortment to choose from. Estrella pushed some of her hair back behind her head as she glanced back at the other two girls.

"Shall we then, ladies?" She asked them both. She pushed some of her hair back behind her head and grinned before walking over to the food distribution area while she scanned the rest of the room. There were a good number of students from each sect inside the cafeteria already, some already nearly done with their food. One color that she noticed was missing from the mixed arrangement of blazers was white. None of the StuCom had entered just yet, and she didn't see any other Black Sect students either. Then again, it was just about to hit dinner time, so they would probably come along eventually.

As Estrella fixed her plate, she thought about what she would do after she got to know her partners well enough and after dinner. Chances were that she was going to check out the library next, since she had signed up for an internship there. Many of the books that came from her city's library was imported here, as she was told. She was curious to know who the head librarian was, and if he or she had heard about what happened several years back. Either way, she reluctant to see just how this library suited in Eureka. For any was better than none at all - probably contrary to what the kids that hated books believed. There was also a possibility that she was going to be up all night until dawn. She had taken a long nap during her air flight to Eureka, and she was very much awake. Plus, it was during the night where some of the more interesting things happened, so she would make time for herself during the hours ahead of her. She would have to remind the others about her nocturnal schedule.

Estrella was pleased with what the school had to offer. On her plate, she had prepared a marinated chicken salad with several cashews placed in it. She wasn't sure if it would be as good as how she used to make salads back at home, but it still looked very much delectable. She also poured herself a glass of cranberry juice before she made her way back to the assigned table. She chuckled a little as she saw a little paper sign with 'DISCOM' written over it. This was going to be an interesting semester, indeed.
 
Nova Carmine and Prince Horatio Nelson Charles the Third
~19:45 (or a few minutes before Pandora's post)

Dining Area

After all the requisite paperwork had been completed and they were formally teachers at the Eureka Academy, al be it without proper credentials, those would come in the mail as soon as possible according to their note. Nova and Prince Nelson walked into the dining area, almost tripping over some backpacks that were either intentionally or not spilling their contents over the floor. A quick shove of will from his royal highness had those under tables and mostly packed again. A quick check of the menu showed mostly what Nova had been expecting, simple and probably pretty decent food. Nothing like she was used to having but good enough she supposed, healthy enough and pretty cheap.

Peckish as she felt, doubly so by the time she got through the line she got herself a cheese burger and some fries… Nothing fancy but with some ketchup and some mustard it would make a good enough meal… Better then MREs in any case… Finding a table was a bit more problematic but after a bit of searching she found an empty one reserved by the discom, in careful hand on folded paper she hoped they would not object to stringently to unexpected guests… Might be a good time to meet most of them for the first time since last year, they had –at the time- taken her object lesson in military tactics, poorly…

OOC: Hope you guys don’t mind a dinner guest or two, although I suppose the fish doesn’t really need a seat…
 
(OOC: Short post due to the fact that I'm somewhat busy. Also, FF, next time a bit of a heads up would be nice. Personally, I don't like uninvited guests. You could have asked. )

She watched as Bartholomew returned with a piece of paper that said "Discom" on it, signifying that the table was meant to be reserved for the Disciplinary Committee group. Taking that as her que, Alyss hurried up and went to get food. The amount of food that they could choose from was rather amazing. She walked along the food area slowly, carefully eying everything she came across. Alyss wasn't a heavy eater, her light frame prevented that. So when it came to eating, Alyss always chose her food carefully. She wanted to eat something she would savor until the next time she ate.

There were dishes from all around the world, as if they were catering to every nationality. In Alyss' mind, it was amazing. However, after looking for a few minutes, she saw her favorite dish in the world. It was a large plate of chicken Alfredo. Taking the plate, and grabbing a fork she hurried back to the DisCo table. She rather was excited to be dining with them, and even more so due to the fact that she was invited.

However, when she arrived back at the table, plate in hand, she noticed someone sitting there. She had no idea who it was, but they weren't in the DisCo. Alyss placed her plate on the table, and placed her fork to the right side of the plate in table manner fashion.

Alyss had never seen the person in her life, but regardless, she felt that it was rather rude that they showed up unannounced... with an Octopus, no less. Is this some kind of joke? Alyss thought. It was, perhaps, one of the rudest things she had ever witnessed. Still, she wasn't one to get angry, even if she did feel as if someone were being rude, but she did find it puzzling.

Sitting in her chair, Alyss tried to manage some sort of greeting, instead of immediately asking who the woman in front of her was. She looked down at her food, and back up at the woman. Without anything better to say accompanied by the fact that she was shy, she simply went with the age old greeting that had been around for ages. "...Um... h-hello," she said, "I am Alyss, Alyss Mithrandir. May I ask who you are?" Before she knew it, she was fidgeting with her hands under the table. Alyss was horrible around new people.
 
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Janus~

[-"No wonder why I couldn't find the place, someone here forgot to update my map and change the name dinning hall to cafeteria."-]

Janus commented aloud as he ventured inside the vastness of Eureka Academy while still trying to figure out the rest of the academy. The Cafeteria, a place where for both newcomers and old students can enjoy some free time, a place where everyone could make new friends... everyone except Janus. Janus felt somewhat out of place, after all, all he ever knew about socializing could be summarized in a few words and with half of those words revolving around the concept of battle.

The cafeteria was large, and it seemed that by this time and hour it had a significant amount of activity. Here Janus have seen it all. He have seen dwarves, elves, shapeshifers among many other rare species, some of likes which he has never seen before.

The amount of people that was present tonight was numerous, so Janus had to get pass through the waves of people in order to find a good place to sit and enjoy some well deserved hot meal. Finally, after perhaps several failed attempts (by now most of the tables were already taken) Janus found a spot where he could finally relax.

He grabbed one of the nearby chairs, dragged it by his table and then sat down....

(OOC: Will continue later...)
 
"Well I guess I better make use of you...whatever your name is... show me where the Food is... and do you have any idea who I ask about a new uniform?"

"The name's Joey and no, I don't know who to talk to about the uniforms."

Joey could tell that this guy was gonna be a problem, but instead of showing his anger, he just kept walking toward the dining area, hoping that this....hassle.....was gonna follow him. He had never had an issue with anyone really, so this was going to be a huge test for him. I can tell this is gonna suck a little. I hope I don't have to get violent and put my wrestling to use. He put his hands in his pockets and clenched his fists, to avoid lashing out on the poor kid.
 
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