–Seven–

Seven was getting bored again and decided to leave, as he ran away from the dojo to the outside he notice a bench and decided to sleep on it. The sun was nice and a catnap is what he loves.

–Zivon-

Zivon started to think for a moment, he still wanted to cook something but he needed to buy some ingredients first… He didn’t have much money and he had to be careful with it. He pulled out at least $50 of cash from his pocket and sighed. ‘This is not going to be enough for a week but I can manage…’ Zivon sighed sadly again but since he was going to cook he didn’t mind at first. “I-I w…a-as p-la…n-ni-n…ng t…t-o c-o…ok so-me gri-l…l-ed tun-a wi-th frie-d r-ic…e an-d so-som-e ma-car…oo-ns. Yo…u c-an eat wi-th me… b-ut I…I a-m n…o-t v-ery….go…o-d c….co-m-pa…ny…” Zivon stuttered out while scratching the back of his neck… he wasn’t really good company… but he gave a very awkward smile and sighed. He started to walk towards the exit of the dojo and looked back at Andromeda waiting.

(What Zivon is saying…I was planning to cook some grilled tuna with fried rice and macaroons. You can eat with me… but I am not very good company)

–Garden-

Garden rubbed the area where the bow hit her face but she just giggled. “Its fine, I can never handle these things well, weapon or this bow I can always can get hurt… but I think I should give up now… I am not good at this.” Garden laughed at herself as she stood up and continued to rub her forehead. “But I do like to see how you do it Lady Oona, I think I am more of an observer than a doer” Garden stick out her tongue and made a funny face just to keep a light and happy mood.

- Oona -
"well..." she smiled and stood "i could give you a demonstration"
she picked up the bow and walked towards the range.
she nocked an arrow
took a deep breath
brought the bow up to aim
and fired

the arrow hit just to the right on the center of the target.
She smiled back at Garden. "do you want to give it a try?"

- Andromeda -
"I would enjoy that Zivon!" and as she had seen him take out the money "and since i'm eating it i feel the need to pitch in, if we stop by my house, i can get some of my allowance to help pay for it" she smiled and before he could say anything "don't disagree with me, i might have grown up in an upper class, but i won't let others do everything for me" She smiled in a knowing way.

–Zivon-

Zivon went out the dojo with Andromeda and then looked at the site, the island was still of course very pretty and just seemed unreal. “O…k-ay… b-ut I ne-ed t…o g-o to th-e groc-er….y st-ore an-d b-u….y so-me fo-o….d fir-st so I-I ca…n pr-epa-re it…” Zivon stuttered out as they both together walked, he liked Andromeda, she was a big sister or something but he did like her company, it was of course he was still afraid of others but somehow he felt like he can…sort of trust Andro. Zivon looked at the view and sighed contently.

He started to play with his hair, just lightly pulling and tugging some strands. It has grown quite long for just a few months passing by; it was already up to his shoulders and his back. ‘I need a hair cut… nah…’ He shook his head and continued to walk with Andromeda.

(What Zivon is saying…Okay… but I need to go to the grocery store and buy some food first so I can prepare it…)

–Garden-

Garden clapped her hands and was amazed in how Lady Oona was able to get a bulls eye quickly even though she said had practice and took lessons. “Wow that was great Lady Oona, a bull eye right that what they call it? But that was really cool! I don’t think I want to try though…unless I want another smack at the face.” Garden giggled as she scratched her head. She looked at Lady Oona again and her white hair, it was beautiful and she wanted to braided it… ‘So pretty… it will look so nice if I can just…’ she loved braiding long hair or even short hair it it was fun to do.

“Um… Lady Oona I hope you won’t mind but… can I braid your hair? You hair is really nice and I want to see it braided” Garden asked before doing anything, that would be extremely rude of her to do that.

–Cyber-

Cyber stared of to the distance, things are getting a bit quiet… he sighed and grabbed Alistair arm and hold his hand. “Okay things are getting quiet here, lets go somewhere ewlse… I mean we can like go to somewhere cool or what ever… I haven’t been on this island for a while so you can decided where to go…” Cyber mumbled out to Alistair and looked away again… ‘Why can’t I stop thinking about it…’ Cyber still very much… can’t stop thinking about the kiss.

- Kathy -
“Yes they are.” Kathy persisted, smiling broadly as she saw Crash poke his tongue out. She knew that she had done that a couple of times, but she was pretty sure this was the first time she had seen him do the mischievous action. It suited him and made it all the less convincing that he was supposed to be almost 2 years older than her. Especially when he showed signs of procrastination. Now she felt more like an older sister helping her younger brother clean up his room.

Taking his small admittance as consent to let her help, she careful took out the contents of the bag and began to group the items up on the floor. ‘He doesn’t have a lot of belongings…’ Kathy noted, looking at the bag in front of her and peeking a glance over at the clothes Crash was putting away. Technically she didn’t really have the right to comment since she herself could pretty much fit her belongings into about 2 bags well but she would have expected other people to have a lot more to pack up. ‘Oh! Maybe it’s because we’re only here temporarily as a sort of vacation?’ Nodding to herself at the conclusion she arrived at, she continued to help organize Crash’s belongings.

She noticed about halfway through the bag it may have been a better idea for Crash to organize this one and allow her to put away his clothes in the other bag. He did seem to have some reservations about letting her see his undergarments, but now she would have to remember and explain where she put everything away. Kathy herself wasn’t complaining though. As she placed the CDs away on a shelving unit, she noted his taste in music. It was good knowledge to learn for future conversations, and perhaps would help with some gift ideas for his upcoming birthday.

Kathy stopped what she was doing for a moment to look back at Crash. “A game?” She repeated, tilting her head slightly to the side as she listened. The actual game sounded innocent enough, but the mischievous look and smile made her wonder if he had some sort of devious plan in mind. Seeing the wink and warmth in his features though she thought, ‘Now that’s really unfair of you Crash. There’s no way I can say no after seeing that.’ She nodded, “Alright, let’s play. I get to ask you 8 questions when we’re done right?”

Before they started the game though, she noticed a couple of photographs in the bag. Laughing, she picked up in particular and waved it at Crash. “Hey, can I have this one?” Normally she would have hesitated to ask for any sort of photograph from him in case it held any special memories or the like, but she thought this one would probably be safe and actually wanted it for herself. It was basically a photo of Crash asleep on what seemed to be a sofa. Only the upper portion of his body had been captured and had a very clear shot of his sleeping expression. A slight blush on her face, she looked up at Crash and asked, “Please?”

- Lily -
Her smile fell, becoming smaller and more solemn. "Sorry. Now that I think about it, I don't normally lean on others that much. I would have just left. But... I don't know. I feel like I don't need to be alone right now. If you have other things you'd rather do, I can understand." She explained, turning to look at Carmen with her hands behind her back. They were already at her cabin and standing outside the door. "This is my cabin... So yeah..." She said, feeling a bit nervous.

She turned to the door and opened it, motioning for Carmen to go first. "That is... if you want to." She said, feeling shy. Now that I think about it. I haven't seen my roommate at all. Makes me wonder if I even have one.

She turned to take a peek in the room and noticed two sets of stuff set inside the room. One was clearly hers and the other had... a lot of stuff. So many bags Lily's eyes grew wide. Why did her roommate need that many clothes? It made her small duffel bag full of clothes pale in comparison. "Wow... My uh... roommate must like clothes..." She mumbled, blinking as if she still didn't quite believe it.

Carmen

Carmen couldn't help but laugh at Lily's comment. "Lily," she started. "The only thing that was going on for me was getting to shoot a gun. Which...was fun by the way. But there's really nothing going on, so...you're fine." As soon as she finished, she mentally slapped herself for saying more than just "you're fine". That was very inefficient of you, she thought to herself.

Lily brought them to her cabin, standing outside of the door. As Carmen turned to look at the cabin, she was barely able to contain her surprise and delight to find that Lily's cabin...was also hers. She wanted to visibly freak out, but managed to hold it in as she walked in. Carmen sat down on the foot of her bed, pleased to see all of her things were still there.

"Wow... My uh... roommate must like clothes..." said Lily.

Carmen could contain herself no more.

"Yes, I do," she said, smiling up at Lily.

- Lily -
She raised a brow when she noticed Carmen go to sit down on one of the beds. Maybe she was just comfortable enough to do so. Still, that bed was her roommate's. Would they mind? She sighed and walked over closer to her. She stopped when she heard her say, "Yes, I do."

"Wait..." She began, blinking. "You...?" She asked and then turned to look at the bags. "Those are yours?" She asked, sufficiently shocked. A loud snorting sound came out of her mouth and she quickly lifted her hand to cover her mouth. Soon, she was laughing, laughing at the humor of it. All this time and they'd never known. "That's... so bizarre!" She shouted through her snorting. Carmen probably thought less of her now but it was so funny! The irony of it all.

"Of all the people in the school, I managed to make friends with my roommate before we really became roommates. If that's not irony, I don't know what is." She said, a smile on her face. She walked over at sat next to Carmen. "Well, it's nice to meet you." She said, chuckling.

When Margaret was left alone by herself again, she decided to simply stand by herself. The color shouted... said something. It said more things. And more. Sadness. She heard sadness echo across her ears.

Perhaps the color was sad to find that Margaret was defective...?

The girl stood alone in the darkness again, but still, there was a color that she recognized. Feeling that bothering the sad color would make her be hated even more, Clementine barely walked over to the warm color, which had briefly walked up to the sad color before sitting still some place else. She wobbled, trying her best to keep control of her feet, before she softly clung onto the color she was most familiar with. The orange-haired girl found this color to be particularly warm and comfortable to hang on to. She rubbed the warm color again, letting her body press tightly against the color's invisible body.

---

After a drama unfolded before him, Ryuu asked himself,

"Is it me, or am I the only one used to seeing stuff like this?"

Now, the otaku certainly did feel a little bad for the girl who cried. Xanthus, who tried to approach him again, when suddenly, a familiar face appeared out of nowhere.

"...Death!" Ryuu said with a grin, simply patting Darwin on the back when he was suddenly tackled. Ryuu landed on his butt, amusingly, though he did not exactly care due to who did it. "Glad to see you, Death the Kid! I'm doing a-okay in these... dojo things. Something tells me I'm liking this place more than I know it."

The otaku took some skittles happily after lifting himself up from the ground, eating them with pleasure. Him eating it made several students eye him weirdly, increasing the ever-so expansive rumors about the otaku who ate stuff from Russian Black Markets.

"Shooting all day long's a pain in the a-s," the black-haired student said with a distant grin, watching the red-haired girl talk to that trumpet girl he carried before. She looked pretty, but definitely not when she was sad. Such a shame for a beautiful girl to break down in a dojo...

...She sorta reminded him of that one red-haired warrior girl from that one anime in that one channel. When the girl began to smile again, he simply turned away, feeling somewhat satisfied to see her personality flip.

- Matt -
As Matt kept a watch around for anyone he knew to be a staff, he failed to realize he was being hunted by someone.
"Eep!" he yelped when he got grabbed, but realized it was just the orange haired girl again. One thing he would never get used to: Being sneaky hug attacked.
"Er, hello..." Matt said awkwardly to the orange haired girl.
For the sake of more safety measures when being assaulted by the girl, he took the guns out of his pockets and put them under the bench he was sitting on, as well as the ammo.
This has been a really[/i] weird day. I hope it doesn't get any stranger, but something tells me it will...[/i] Matt thought with a sigh. So much for a pleasant vacation. Day one and he was already getting stressed out.

Carmen

Lily's hilariously over-the-top reaction to the admittedly similarly hilarious situation meant that Carmen couldn't stop herself from laughing too. Usually she was the one making the over-the-top reactions to everything. From what she could tell Lily was a quiet girl. "When you walked up to my cabin, I nearly lost it," she explained. "What are the odds?!"

She smiled as Lily walked over and sat next to her. "It's certainly nice to meet you too, Lily," she responded. "Though, I'm surprised you were surprised that these were mine," she said, looking over at all of her things. "I am who I am, after all," she said, with a perfectly overdramatic flip of the hair.

She pondered for a moment, and then came to a sudden realization. "I read your return letter, by the way," she said, referring to the reply Lily had written to Carmen's letter in the room in the Academy. "I knew your name sounded familiar!"

Liam

As she woke up from her afternoon beauty sleep she left her cabin to check some of the things out on the island so she entered her safe place once again the forest. Her plan didnt seem that good after 2 houres of walking in the forest 'I shouldnt have entered after what happend last' She took a quick break sitting in one of the trees and continued walking after a few minutes.

Some loud gun shots could be heared from the right side of where she was headed it dindt feel safe at all but she couldnt die so she walked towards the sound. The shots immediatly stopped after she found the building it came from. Two people came out of the building one of them seemed to be crying and the other girl tried to comfort her. She let them pass and entered the building herself. ''A firering range? Why would they have it available for students'' Well anyway it wasnt her problem. She grabbed a gun from one of the stand and looked around to see that nobody was firing any bullets at all. A familiar face caught her eye, It was the otaku Ryuu with his way to clingy cheerfull purple haired skittle lover color maniac Darwin.

She got over to them and immediatly pointed her gun in their direction ''Dont move or ill shoot'' She grinned at them and layed her finger on the trigger. Rubber bullets only hurted a whole lot but it didnt do that much damage so she decided to do a little trick shot on one of them. She aimed slightly left from ryuus head and pulled the trigger only once. A loud sound buzzed in her ears and she could see a hole in the wall that was behind them. She became somwhat pale of knowing it was a real bullet that she shot and that she would probably have killed him if she shot a few inches to the right. Suddenly she felt someone grabbing her from behind. The person moved his/her arms under Liam her armpits and pulled her up so that she couldnt stand anymore dragging her off into the staffroom. She dropped her gun on the ground in the progress unable to do anything about it.

- Crash -

Crash was clearly trying to think of some questions to ask her when her laughter caught his attention he raised an eyebrow at the object she waved at him. He took a few steps towards her, drawing up beside her so he could see what photograph she’d picked up. His cheeks tinted pink as he realized which one it was, he had forgotten of the pictures existence. He rubbed the back of his neck a small bashful smile wormed its way onto his face as she looked up at him her cheeks lightly flushed with a color. As if I could say no... He thought to himself keeping eye contact for a moment longer before he nodded his head. “Sure, help yourself” He told her, peeking in the bag to see what was left in it. “I hate to ruin the image but about two seconds after that had been taken I was vandalized with marker pens” He explained, a small chuckle passing his lips. Oh what fun it was...’Mr. Waterfront would you please explain why you’re late...and why you have ‘Show me your puppies’ written across your forehead?’...Could have been worse though He shook his head dislodging his current train of thought. “Ok so I’m going to give you the questions in quick succession, 10 seconds on the clock for each one, think fast” He announced that mischievous grin slid back onto his expression as he tucked the empty duffel bag in his hand under the bed.

“First thought on a chipmunk selling cookies?” He asked, for a moment there was a shadow of disbelief in his face as if even he was questioning his choice of question though the smile returned to his face pretty quickly. “Toffee, sweet or plain popcorn?” The next one seemed a lot more ‘normal’ in comparison to the first.“If you were an animal what would you be?” He couldn’t stop himself from grinning after asking this question, keeping his word he had given her 10 seconds after each question to answer, merely continuing on to the next once her time was out. “What is most important in life? Just use one word” he knew how time consuming this one could be, it was probably a little unfair but the whole point of the game was to get people to speak without being able to ‘think’ over the answers. “You have to wear one of these items, a frog shaped shower cap, knitted reindeer sweater or a pink tutu...which one do you choose?” He was barely able to suppress a laugh as the mental image of her wearing all of them invaded his mind, he cleared his throat trying really hard to keep a straight face. “Sanic Sonic or Mario?” He shrugged after that one, apparently unsure where it had come from. “Would you like to learn to swim one day?” He glanced down at duffel bag after asking this one, after the allocated 10 seconds he was already onto the final question. “’How to lose a guy in 10 days’ or ’50 first dates’?” He finished, his mouth curving into a broad smile.

He waited for her last answer patiently, becoming slightly lax on the time keeping as he looked down at the other photographs passing his finger over one containing a couple, a woman with fiery red hair much like his own and soft crimson eyes, the man next to her had well kept brown hair and piercing blue eyes they were stood in front of the Eiffel tower of all places, both smiling happily at the camera. “See that wasn’t so bad” He announced turning to face her, with a small smile on his face, as he picked the rest f the pictures up moving over to the small cabinet beside his bed he tucked the photo's inside the top drawer. “Your turn, hit me with your best shot” He challenged her, his mouth twisting into a smirk as he sat on the edge of his bed reaching over and tucking the other empty duffel bag under his bed.

- Lily -
Lily smiled watching her new roommate smile and laugh. She hated seeing other people sad because of her. Call her the hero type but she'd rather deal with her own problems and try to solve everyone else's. Maybe she was a coward... She was more likely to try and help someone else rather than herself. She chuckled hearing Carmen's words.

"I was only surprised because of the stark contrast. You have so many bags of clothes and I have literally one. Maybe you should take me on a shopping trip since I clearly need it." She said giggling. It'd been such a long time since she'd been able to relax like this. Such a very long time.

"My letter?" She asked upon hearing about the letter. "Oh!" She shouted, suddenly remembering. She smiled and chuckled at herself. "I completely forgot about it, honestly." She explained, shaking her head with an apologetic smile. She got up and began walking around, inspecting the cabin.

"It feels like we've been here and eternity but I know we haven't even been here a day. So much as happened... then again, I guess that's how it always is at school's like these. I wonder what it feels like going to a human school." She pondered, turning to look at Carmen. "Probably really boring." She answered herself, smiling.

- Xanthus -
He blinked as he noticed a girl come up, aim for the new kid's head and fire. And then proceed to be escorted away.

"That was... I don't even know." He murmured, blinking as if he didn't really believe it had happened. He didn't really know what was going on anywhere. Lily was being.. weird. The only normal person he'd seen so far have been the girl that had helped Lily and Ryuu. He sighed and turned to Ryuu.

"So, what's the plan? I have time to kill and no where to kill it. I figure I might as well chill out with you rather than wonder around all by my lonesome." He asked. Indeed, he didn't think being alone with his thoughts would be very good for him. And he knew nothing about this island. And... nothing really mattered to him right now. He felt rather empty and... afraid. What if she never went back to normal? What if she never forgave him? What if... He'd rather not think about it but it was so hard to push his thoughts elsewhere. Even the amazingly distracting fellow beside Ryuu was enough.

– Kathy

“Thank you. I’ll take good care of it, I promise.” Obviously elated to have the photo, Kathy smiled warmly at Crash and looked at the photo once more. Laughing she asked, “Do you have an ‘after’ photo to go along with this?” She was teasing him, but was partially being serious about the inquiry. Her curiosity had been piqued and she wanted to see what kind of vandalism had been put on his face now. Nodding she prepared for the first round of questions, feeling a bit nervous about the mischievous look the shapeshifter was sporting.

Then hearing the first question, she was caught completely off-guard by it. She wasn’t sure what she would have been expecting really, but that question was certain not one she would have expected by a long shot. “Er…” Remembering the rules, she quickly thought of something and answered, “Crash in disguise.” Then hearing the next question she thought, ‘Oh, already?’ Apparently 10 seconds went by pretty quickly when you needed it. “S-Sweet.” This time she ended up rushing her answer and didn’t even use up more than a couple of seconds. Catching Crash’s smile with the 3rd question she smiled and replied, “A cat.” The next one, however, was quite difficult and she wasn’t entirely sure it was a fair question to ask with just 10 seconds on the clock. However, just before her time was up she answered, “Living.” Normally she would have answered ‘life itself’, but that was 2 words so she had to make with a substitute. As if being able to read his thoughts when he asked the question about the 3 different articles to wear, Kathy raised her hand up and attempted to flick Crash’s forehead. “Knitted reindeer sweater.” She poked the tip of her tongue out at him, not admitting that she actually had one left somewhere in her dorm room for the winter season. “Mario.” Raising her brow, she gave him a quizzical look at that one before moving on to answer the next. “Maybe…” She also smiled at the last question. “50 first dates.”

Noticing his distraction, Kathy peeked over at the photo he had in his hand. She instantly guessed that they were his parents. The woman especially seemed to resemble Crash greatly. She opened her mouth to ask about them, but stopped as she recalled something. ‘Mercy… Gave him a place to go when he needed it right..?’ That was odd, no matter how she thought about it. Having some form of trouble with parents, be it personal issues or actually losing them altogether, it wasn’t exactly an uncommon story in Athalia Academy so… She closed her mouth and decided not to ask about it.

Instead, she decided to focus on coming up with some questions for Crash to answer. “Let’s see…” Kathy smiled and began, “Alright. First question: sweet, salty, or savory?” Kathy was trying to be fair and keep track of 10 seconds between each question, but she didn’t exactly have the best sense of time so she was fairly certain she was going a little too fast or slow at times. “What’s the first thing you do in the morning?” Having finished helping him unpack, she joined him at the edge of the bed. There was space for about one more person between them as she looked up at him and continued her line of questions. “Strangest form you’ve ever shifted into?” Kathy accidentally waited far longer than 10 seconds after that question, already having trouble thinking up stuff to ask him. In reality she had quite a few questions she would’ve wanted him to answer, but something that could be answered in just 10 seconds and appropriately light for the mood right now were requirements she had to think about. “Oh, oops. Next is… What is your shoe size?” She laughed a little at that question, wondering where that had come from. Then smiling with a hint of mischievousness in her eyes she asked, “What can you put inside a bucket to make it lighter?” That really wasn’t so much a ‘question’ as it was a ‘riddle’, but she decided to go with it. “How many times have you lost or broken your phone?” She was assuming that it had to have happened at least once with all his clumsiness. Then, she thought of something she was quite curious to know about. “What’s your first memory of me?” She had a feeling that he didn’t really know when he had first made an impression on her, and thought it could be a good time to check if she was right. Then, she laughed as she returned a question to him. “Between that frog shaped shower cap, knitted reindeer sweater, or a pink tutu... Which one would you choose then?”

- Brako -
He sat, staring at a banzai tree sitting in the back of the magic dojo, where no one really was. He was unbelievably bored. No kids had showed up really, as he expected, and now he really had nothing to do. He took in a deep breath and walked out of the dojo and outside, heading for his cabin. Only, he turned off into the forest. He didn't really know what made him do it, he just did. When he found himself in a clearing, he blinked and looked around.

"Wait... What?" He asked, his brows furrowing. "How the hell did I get here?" He continued, looking around. Suddenly, he felt his body go cold as a white figure flew down from the sky.

"Is-Isolde?!" He shouted, his voice shaking because of the cold. The white dragon flew down from the sky. She landed with a loud thump and stood, staring at Brako.

Evening, friend. She spoke using her mind and in the language of the dragons.

He blinked, looking up at her. "Evening...?" He replied, a brow raised. "To what do I owe this visit?" He asked a bit baffled as to why the white queen would appear here. She... hated him last he'd seen her. He had, after-all, renounced the kingship. It wasn't that he didn't want to be her mate either, he just didn't like the responsibility. He had other things to do, or not do...

He watched as she slowly changed, taking on a human form. She stood there, watching him intently.

"M-My... You've... changed?" He stammerer, still in a state of shock, confused as to why she was even here.

"Don't play games, Brako." She barked, her friendly facade over with, apparently. Brako took a step back, clearly afraid. If there was one person that scared him more than anyone in the universe it was his ex-fiancee.

"Sorry!" He shouted, holding his hands up. "It's good to see you, M'Lady, Isolde." He greeted her, bowing at the waist. When he came back her, he noticed a small nod of her head in reply.

"As you can see, I've changed." She told him, unblinking.

"Well, yes. You're far less... wrinkly." He replied, a small smile creeping onto his face. It disappeared when she snarled at him. "S-Sorry." He stammered.

"Anyway." She began, shaking her head. "Something has happened. Something none of us really understand." She explained to him, being vague as always.

Oh really? Something you lot can't figure out? Imagine that... He thought sourly. The woman snapped her head at him as if hearing his thoughts.

"I really hate it when you do that..." He told her with a tired tone.

"Then stop thinking such uncalled for things and I won't." She commanded him. He rolled his eyes and glared at her. "I just wanted to warned you..." She continued, her eyes softening. She walked over to him and pulled a hand to his face. As soon as she did, a white light enveloped him and he felt something changing. When it fell away, nothing really happened. Or so it felt like to Brako. In truth, the white mist had changed his form.

Isolde took Brako's now soft hand and led him to nearby water and motioned for him to look. When he leaned over, he gasped and fell backwards, falling on his behind. He looked like a 5 year old dragon again! "What is this, Isolde? What have you done to me?!" He shouted at her, clearly confused.

"I've protected you. Just... don't do anything stupid. You might just be another fat lard, but I still care about you." She told him, a red blush forming on her cheeks. With that, she was changed again and flying off, leaving a dazed and confused Brako to sit in the forest and ponder why he even existed anymore.

Carmen

"A...shopping trip, you say?"

Carmen seemed to almost prepare for her next words.

"That would literally make my life," she said, as overdramatic as ever. "We should absolutely do that," she stated. Her mind seemed to be racing with all the possibilities of a shopping trip - her eyes looked positively enamored with the idea.

Carmen continued to be her usual dramatic self at Lily's statements, which practically invited it.

"Ugh," she said, "it would be just dreadful," she surmised about going to a normal human school. "Imagine...having to be in classes all day. I can barely handle one class," she said, looking like she was actually repulsed by the thoughts her mind was giving her. "And worse! Nobody would have any abilities," she thought out loud. "I mean, I wouldn't think any less of them, but...I do love watching other people here use their gifts." After another pause, she concisely summarized her opinion on the matter: "I do think I would go insane."

- Lily -
She smiled with glee at Carmen's reaction to her words about the shopping trip. Obviously, she'd said something right and she did kind of want more clothes. Some dresses would be nice. It'd been so long since she'd been able to do that. Though, she did kind of look good in cargo pants and a tight black tank... Still. She wanted dresses.

"Yeah, I think I'd go insane too." She replied to Carmen, hearing her reply about the human school. "After being in this world for so long, anything less would be strange. I feel like we wouldn't be able to survive. I'd probably end up just sleeping in class every day." She continued, turning to look at Carmen. She walked over to her bag and picked it up, taking it over to her bed. She zipped it open and looked inside. Yep, just the usual ordinary stuff. Brown cargo pants, tanks, t-shirts, combat boots. Nothing pretty nor girly there. She zipped it back up quickly, not even wanting Carmen to look at it for a second.

- Crash -

Crash felt a rush of affection as she smiled warmly at him, his cheeks colored further at the fact she seemed elated at having it...it made him feel peculiar and tingly. His smile broadened as she asked if he had an after shot, he could hear the teasing undertone to her words. “Yes actually I do, it’s embarrassing...but I’ll suck up my pride in exchange for a picture” He had decided this wasn’t too much to ask for, she had one of him now. “Of you” He finished, his cheeks had colored further as he glanced sideways lifting his hand to the back of his head, clearly bashful over the request.

Crash knew he’d caught her unawares with his first question, it was apparent in the smug smile now dominating his features, clearly amused by her answer his shoulder shook as he suppressed a laugh. He watched her facial expressions as she whizzed through the answers, silently storing her answers away in his memory. He blinked as she lifted her hand to his head, flinching as she flicked his forehead blinking down at her with a surprised expression before his face creased up into a large grin upon hearing her answer and watching her poke the tip of her tongue out at him. Cute... was a common thought at that particular facial expression of hers. But her smile, when it reaches her eyes... He trailed away from his line of thought receiving Mario as an answer he shook his head, still smiling broadly at her quizzical look and shrugging helplessly at her. “Wow, great answers” He commented. “50 first dates is a top class movie, we should watch it together sometime with say...some sweet popcorn perhaps?” He offered, he hadn’t watched it for a long while but he figured a ‘released’ movie would be easier to try and get a hold of then a new one, he was aware she’d seen the picture of his parents but he didn’t address it.

Now sitting on the bed awaiting her questions, Crash leant back on his hands a warm grin on his face. “Sweet” he answered quickly, smugly knowing he had an advantage at this game. His thought processes generally hummed by at such a speed this type of game wasn’t difficult to play, yet again she had a knack for surprising him. “Jog” He answered with a slight twitch of his eyebrow, obviously he woke up first...did that count? His eyes followed her as she came to sit with him, he didn’t pay much mind to the space between them tilting his head to the side at her next question looking genuinely thoughtful. ...... That didn’t fare well for him, he was actually thankful of the extra time she unknowingly gave him, he decided honesty was the best way forward with this one. “Don’t laugh at this...Tinkerbell” He murmured his cheeks coloring ever so slightly at the memory that flashed through his mind. ...I’m not explaining that one He thought to himself as she fired another question at him, his smile automatically grew as she laughed. “11” He answered a few seconds in, his eyebrow hitching up at her next question, well it seemed to be more of a riddle. “A hole?” He decided on, adding a small shrug into the equation.

The next question caused a chuckle to pass through his chest So many times... He thought to himself “I think I’m at the grand total of 7 at the moment” He answered her with a sheepish look, that quickly faded as he was given another question. His cheeks instantaneously colored, his mind deciding to throw him several memories though one in particular was obvious. ’Ah...drumstick guy’ He released a short puff of air through his nose affection apparent in his smile. “The first one...when I was being a terrible excuse for a door and you bumped into me, when I turned around you were holding your nose and giving me a really unimpressed look, cocked eyebrow and all ‘Ah...The drumstick guy’” He chuckled to himself quoting her first nickname for him. “Right before you grabbed me and pulled me through that crowd with some very impressive dodging” He complimented having definitely gone past the allotted 10 seconds to answer that question, though whether it was strange or not his answer had been delivered rather quickly. Hearing one of his favorite sound he felt his expression split into a grin as she used one of his own questions against him. “Hmm, so much choice” He started deliberately looking thoughtful as he delayed his answer until the last few seconds. “Just to be different it’d have to be the frog shaped shower cap” He answered her with a soft laugh. “It’d suit me down to the ground, besides my Grandmother knitted me a reindeer sweater last Christmas...I’m positive she lace it with poison ivy, damn thing was so itchy” He commented with a quick grimace, reaching up he ran his fingers into his fringe looking up at the small selection of things on the shelving.

“A year ago by the way” He told her after a moment of staying silent. “I lost my parents a year ago to a fire...I saw you look at the picture, and I know I’ve told you about Mercy” He glanced sidelong at her aware he’d possibly switched the mood to a more sombre one. “It’s not a taboo subject or anything and I’ll not go all melancholy on it promise” He assured her, to prove his point he was still smiling in his normal warm way, maybe his eyes weren’t as warm as usual but it was pretty convincing. “But I thought I’d answer that for you instead of leaving you guessing” He explained his sudden comment. “Not that you were thinking about it...” He dropped his hand away from his head, looking around the room. “Hmm, thanks for helping me out with this by the way” He thanked her waving his hand at the shelves as if to show what he meant. “Was definitely faster” He grinned sheepishly at her. “What did you want to do next?” He asked tilting his head to the side with curious eyes.

Carmen

"And yet," Carmen responded to Lily's statement about the world they lived in, "I still get surprised all the time. I really should just learn to expect everything." She thought back to all the various ridiculous occurrences she had been a part of, shaking her head at herself with a little grin. "I really am a creature of habit, it seems," she said, chuckling a little.

Carmen stopped sitting up, letting herself fall back on the bed completely sprawled out on it. "Ohhhhhh..." she let out almost a moan of delight at the feeling. Now that she thought about it, she hadn't actually done anything but stand and walk since before the crossdressing race began several hours ago. Her body had sort of completely forgotten about sitting...or resting.

"Lily," she called out to her roommate (being as she couldn't see her, looking straight up at the ceiling). "What have you been up to, anyway? I've almost never seen you, even since I arrived at the Academy."

Lily

She turned to look at Carmen who was now sprawled out on her bed and blinked. What had she been up to?

"Well... I hung out with Bael... other than that... Nothing really. Well, other than the weird thing with my memories and my size... I looked like my younger self for a while there. Anyway, I'm really bad at making friends, it seems." She said, mustering up a small laugh. She took in a deep breath and unzipped her bag again and began to take things out of it to put in her closet. Both she and Carmen had one. "This is actually my first time being in a room since enrolling. Then again, I'm used to it. I've been moving around a lot lately." She confided as she put her clothes away. She pulled out a small box and placed it on the provided night stand, putting a picture of her old friends on there. Well, the friends she'd made while human. There was Ryan, Karla, and Nathan. She sighed, looking at them. Ryan had had a thing for her but she wasn't really in the right state of mind to really care or do anything about it. Right about now, he should be looking for a house with Karla and their baby, Nick. Nathan... She didn't know where that hood rat had gone, not anywhere good she assumed.

She turned to look at Carmen after her little thing with the picture. "What about you? What have you been up to? I mean, I figure we would have seen each other but we didn't. What were you doing back at the academy when everything started?" She asked