[u][i]Shannon Jacqueline Balore, & Deborah Lillian Termellio.[/i][/u]

"I can make you a dress sometime." Shannon, took a sip out of her drink, looking directly at Aislin, "I would usually charge, but since we are having such a great time... I'll give you a freebie." She was fine with making clothing for people. It wasn't like it took a lot of effort anyone. All it took was a little concentration, and she could put an outfit together in a few minutes. "I can even make it bullet proof for you." She looked up at Aislin.

After thinking of something, Deborah quietly giggled. "Yes, imagine running through warzones wearing a pink dress cocktail dress, killing Nazis or Zombies or whatever." She laughed, thinking of movies and other media that people are obsessed with.

"Stylish and effective." Shannon followed that up.

Hm. What a disappointment, Aislin backed out. Probably was intimidated by the people there, saying 'they're not in the mood to be pranked'. Shannon flicked her hair. [i]Well, no one is. Not even us.[/i] She thought to herself, she would have went through with the prank regardless, but she was going to leave it at that. However, Aislin brought up a more pleasing aspect; a larger prank. Pranking some of the older, haughty, students would have been a blast. And maybe they could even prank Adam, now that would be a sight to behold. "Very well. You almost disappointed me, but you came right back around with a better idea." She smirked.

Deborah was still focusing a little bit on Aislin, picking up body language and any other subtle cues - No. Deborah stopped right there, while Aislin might be more understanding of their powers, she probably wouldn't want to be blatantly read like a card. Aislin asked about the way the students are set up, and this was a pretty question, with a simple answer, "... They usually mix and match students every year, so that everyone can find that [i]'perfect match'[/i]," Deborah finger quoted, sarcastically, "Usually we can just say if we're chill with another student... but, if not - you get the picture. So, we honestly don't know who we're sharing a room with until we go to the administration building and get handed a note with a name and a key."

Adding onto that, Shannon said, "And who's set up or not wholly depends on who's a full student- as in, stays here twenty-four seven- and the people who leave here when the school year ends. The two of us fall under the latter category. So, like Deebs says, it gets sorted when we go to the administration building."

"Speaking of which, we should head there soon," Deborah inserted, "But I would choose now or later, because the second the banquet ends, it's going to be up to it's neck in people, and it'll be ages before your stuff gets sorted."

"In either case, we should meet again, Aislin, you have a cell phone?" Shannon asked. Either way, Shannon pulled a square of cloth out of her dress, the outfit immediately readjusting itself to even out the missing pieces. This cloth had Shannon and Deborah's name, along with their phone numbers. She put it on the table, and dragged it over to her. "... I suggest we meet at the student lounge, lots of students relax there."

[u][i]Jake, Gabe, & Jaska Valos.[/i][/u]

Leaving the table seemed like a good idea, honestly. The people here were having their conversation, and the Valos were withdrawn from it, eating their food. Naturally because they had zero interest in these people, and they were being ignored. Probably because they weren't interesting enough.

Henry brought some alcohol over, and that reminded Gabe and Jake of their own stash, like they expected, it was just for Henry. "That better be full of maple syrup, Mr. Olin." Jake said to Henry, tipping his hat before the lizard-man walked off. Cordelia was minding her own business, making small talk, something they respected. Alex was a little spastic, barely containing herself, which implied a very innocent mindset. Well, at least Jake can appreciate someone who speaks from their soul. Nikki and Amanda left (The later made them sigh with relief). Felix sounded like an idiot. Vespera was still trying to be brooding.... Hmm... Perhaps their meal should come to an end soon. The staff did say they should head to the administration building.

Jaska was still wordless, messily eating the fish that Henry got him. He was too distracted with his own meal to really pay attention to anyone else. But, at this rate, he was nearly full, and probably wanted some rest. Or be somewhere else.

Then Vespera decided to go all out on the bitchiness towards Alex, both Gabe and Jake had to roll their eyes for basically the same reason. While Alex may have been a [i]little[/i] annoying, such passive-aggressive bullshit was uncalled for. It probably. They didn't say a word, they don't fight other people's battles - Especially spastic strangers like her. But, Cordelia had a different idea, she took a few punches towards Vespera. Well, it wasn't what they would say, but, nonetheless, it was fun to watch Vespera be taken down a few notches. They quietly chuckled at each other, they weren't busting out laughing, but Vespera could notice. Who knows how Vespera will react? Either way, fight breaks out, and they'll be the first to leave. 

Not their battle.

[u][i]Dana Lucille Alcott.[/i][/u]

[i]Who might he be...?[/i] Dana asked herself as she looked at the strange newcomer with a missing arm who just walked in. Jesus, this guy looked like he lived in the wild for years. It made Dana disregard the conversation for a... [i]Oh god is Wild man coming over here? Oh dear...[/i] She was worried for a bit, what this strange man might want with them. This could be nasty, actually....

She was wondering what the hell she could do if he tried anything. There's too many people here, her power would be worthless. The best Tess could do is piss on his leg and hope for the best.

Wait

The guy knew Henry!

That was mildly reassured her. Since... Well, who was this guy, really? The way Henry described him, he seemed like a mystery, like someone who was a. An old master you see in movies. Though his last name was rather humorous. "Hey, Mr. Fox..." Dana awkwardly said, keeping her eye on Chris. He's an old friend, but why did he look like that? Where has he been all this time? Maybe somewhere off the island? There were so many scenarios and hypotheticals, that there was no point in trying to decode them all. 

She just sat and waited.