[I][U]Felix Karrde[/I][/U]

Admiring his handiwork, Felix tucked his nail file back into his pants pocket. Testing the little pocket he'd made in the table's side, he slid his wallet in and out before putting it away altogether. Honestly, he had no immediate purpose for his entrance, he just found comfort in having some sort of homefield advantage, even if it meant that he'd have to do some discreet remodeling on his own.

Standing up, he left this table, too. He left the entirety of the cafeteria and got over the idea of trying to make friends the normal way. He'd just have to carve his own way through the school. Who knows? It might work out for him, he decided. Maybe he could end up writing a [I]School Survival Guide[/I] for the next year's students.

Though he originally hadn't had any intention of following through with the idea, it spoke to him. On his way, walking around the campus, he stumbled upon the administration office. Curtiously and meekly asking for his living information, he was passed the envelope just like everyone else.

"Ethan Parker?" he read aloud. "Who's Ethan Parker?" Considering he didn't actually know any of the other students, discounting Nikki by technicality, it wasn't actually an unreasonable question. Rather than wait to find out, he decided to go about it the most straightforward way possible. Taking in a deep breath, he hollered "Ethan Parker!" Adding on, "Does anyone know Ethan Parker!" The question echoed out, washing over the entire vicinity of the administration building.