"Hello? Anyone around?" Odie called out again as he made his way down the hall, looking just a little bit concerned now as he noticed a distinct lack of people. He really, really didn't want to be stuck here for the night all alone. He was a social man, even if most of his socializing was done with tiny models of green musclebound aliens fighting evil mutant supersoldiers or with his necromancer fighting with the weirdly mixed party while the gamemaster weaved his schemes.

He stopped when he heard female voices speaking from one of the nearby rooms, and saw a familiar face boarding down the hall. He still looked like a total punk, even in winter clothes. But he remembered that it was part of the Good Lord's will not to judge, and quashed those negative thoughts quickly. He aproached slowly, adjusting his Browning hat a bit as came up behind Walker. 

"Heya, hoss. Was startin' to think I was the only one left here." A thick Texas drawl, instantly recognizable in this school.