[u]Poppy Flanagan[/u]

It was a relief to have somebody with her that was nice. If Poppy had ran to Amanda she was sure that she would have regretted it. "Thanks." She stood straighter and tried to calm down a little. It still wasn't working very well. [i]I should be getting away from these people...[/i] Only now that she was with people did she consider that she might actually transform. The only thing keeping her from bolting back out the door was that she didn't know what triggered her power. There was still classes where she had to be near people, and she had done just fine on that account today. If she ran out of here she might as well not attend class either, plus both would ruin the point of her being here. Deep down she really did want to know what she truly was. It was the uncertainty that was killing her.

Poppy then turned her attention to the other girl. What she had to say allowed to get a better grip on herself. [i]So I guess I'll say I'm not comfortable with showing anything... Unless it happens anyways...[/i] It was the best she was going to get until her power activated again though. "Oh..." She composed herself as best she could. "It's nice to meet you. I'm Poppy Flanagan." Having friendly people that had done this a few times was going to be a good thing after all.

When the lizardman walked up Poppy lost some of her color. She back peddled slowly and nearly tripped. His casual and joking demeanor took her off guard. Wearing that armor he looked even more intimidating than before. Not to mention that this was the first time she'd seen him up close. Every instinct in her body told her to flee, she would have if either of the other two had. [i]He just has a different power than me... he's not that-[/i] She immediately scratched that thought. He was way different than her, and everyone else for that matter. Still since he seemed nice enough, so she would do her best to get used to him quickly. Especially if he hung around Theresa often, as it seemed he did.

Inside the locker room Poppy was quite disgruntled about having to she her clothes, but she was prepared to do it anyways. She peeked and saw the others outfits and was actually sort of excited. That is until unlocked the door saw that her's looked like the one Adam held up. [i]How the heck am I going to get this to look pretty?[/i] She would deal with that later. It would of been nice if she had something to start off with though. After she was all done she joined the ever growing group outside. There was so much going on that she didn't feel engaging anyone in conversation. Though she would be receptive enough if approached.

[u]Vespera Spindel[/u]

This was an unexpected development. Not only did somebody decided to approach her, but it was none other than Valjean Vaseal. Then she began to think on it a little more. [i]With his girlfriend occupied that leaves, let me see, no one that likes him.[/i] She herself actually treated him with a tad of respect, for his abilities of course. The guy was like a piss happy dog marking his territory all over the neighborhood, but only defending one spot. His manlihood. Small turf indeed. With the attitude on him he had to be compensating for something. He was powerful, but he made even more enemies than her. "It seems I've been spotted, whatever shall I do?" Vespera spoke in a husky voice and shrugged. "There's no way I could creep with you around, they could feel the heat from a mile away." On the last part of the sentence she switched to a dainty voice. She leaned in closer and clasped her hands at chest level. "Whatever do you propose we do in instead?" After fluttering her eyelashes she then crossed her arms and legs. Then she turned to face completely forward and in a tone hard as ice she said "Well, get on with it." In her regular tone of voice she followed up. "Certainly you didn't come here just to say hi. Where's Deborah and your other friends?" She was going to do her best to back him into a corner, verbally tangle him in her web and watch him struggle to respond. [i]Or will he leave? But the question is where to?[/i] If he stormed off and sat by himself that would make her day. There was the chance he would play it off in which case they might actually converse on equal footing. Almost.

[u]Karlie Davis[/u]

"I saw that earlier! What was up with that?" Karlie didn't wait for a response. "From what I've been hearing you guys are into some major kink already." She giggled at her literal interpretation of the conversation before she joined them. "My gosh! Aren't you going to introduce me?" Without giving her the chance to she spoke to Matt in a serious tone of voice as if Amanda wasn't there. 

"Sup. I'm Karlie." Then she gave a slight nod of the head and turned right back. Nikki was the only one that had to leave to get on her suit. She watched her as she went hoping that she wasn't going to end up feeling like a third wheel, or technically a forth. Except she didn't care whatsoever. If they started making out she might even cheer them on. When Nikki came back Karlie was eager to show her support. Or attempt to.

"Ooh, looks like they got that all customized for ya! I can so totally help you with styling it! I wish I could look [i]however[/i] I wanted. At least I have a lot of looks to choose from though." She didn't consider that she might actually prefer to be able to wear normal clothes to power training. After all she didn't really fill the suit well, that much she did acknowledge. It wasn't something nice to say though. "Don't listen to Amanda. She's. Just. Jealous! Karlie waggled her hips each time she spoke. "I mean look at her, and I thought I was chest heavy!" Karlie motioned to her osmium plating. This was doubtfully going to make Nikki fell better, probably even worse. Nothing intentional, it just was who she was when with Amanda.

When the subject switched to power ratings Karlie joined in. "Unless he doesn't know how to use it at all. Although in this case that'd be rather sad..." She trailed off for a moment then laughed at her own humor.