Esther, once outside, took a deep breath to take in that sweet Beacon air. It was something about the sight matched with the reality of actually being here gave Esther a sense of purpose. Not to mention feeling immensely honored that she’s been accepted. Man, I feel like it’s only going to get better from here! I don’t know what I was worrying about befo-

Not even being able to finish her train of thought, Esther froze when she heard that dreaded sound. The sound of beady eyes and sharp beaks made for pecking her flesh. They were coming. “No...” She said out loud, shaking her head in disbelief. There, a giant flock? Hoard? Herd? Whatever the proper term was, there was a giant ass group of chickens beginning to flood the campus. Almost on cue as fear and dread began to flow in her veins, her semblance acted up. A greenish orb pulsated around Esther, giving her a good physical bubble of personal space, protecting her from the sea of feathers.

She shrugged toward Gerald’s question, half listening as she stared fearfully at the chickens that occasionally bumped into her force field. The Faunus would much rather be surrounded by turtles than these clucking balls of death. As thankful as she was as Coral in killing one of the thousands of birds, she declined. “Uh, no thanks. I’m not a fan of birds, food or otherwise.”

Happy not to be ditched again, she nodded with a smile. "They thought to put a map along they way. If you want to store your stuff they also reserved a locker room for that. That-a-way." Schwarz said, waving her hand in the direction. She was fairly certain the food would be worse than back home, but that was to be expected when you had to cook for such a mass of people. At least now she could stuff herself with snacks if she felt like it, something her stepfather would have never allowed his poster girl to do.

"Oh!" Schwarz's eyes gleamed remembering the previous topic, "I was never good enough to forge guns, but I like to use dust in more raw form anyway." she explained, freeing swansong from it's resting place and extending her left arm so Francesca could see better. On top of the wand rested an enormous red dust crystal, and another one was embedded within the black cross section. Then she leveled he wand on front of her and with her other hand pushed the black bit along the weapon. A blade shot out from the other end. Schwarz changed her grip to the other hand, the wand now in a form of a rapier. "I call it the Swansong. It's nothing fancy, but I'd never trade it." she smiled as she looked down the dark blade to check it's sharpness before retracting and holstering it again.

After the shot from the rifle, Kael felt most of the weight on him start to disappear as the chickens started to disperse. It was over!! He had fallen over, due to the imbalance caused by the sudden mass change. He looked up to see a figure in a cloak, holding a hand out. He got himself off the ground, brushing the dust off his hoodie. After he got most of it off, he looked back up and grasped the hand, shaking it for a second before letting go.

"Tha-Thank-Thanks for the he-he-hel-hwl-help." Damnit! Another attack on his speech! Hopefully, whoever it was did not think him a moron. "I swear, it was not my fault." He shoved his right hand into his pocket, searching for the leaf to make sure it was not crushed and that the berries were still intact. What he found though was a gaping hole on the inside of his pants where one of the chickens had pierced though it. He began to breathe much harder and he began to search everywhere on the ground, where he began to mutter:

"Where is it?! Not now! Why now?!"

The students began to disperse a few hundred meters down the path, and he was at a loss of what to do for a few moments. Remembering that he had bought a Scroll for his enrollment to Beacon, Perry quickly moved off the path and got to trying to work the gizmo. It took him a bit longer than a city dweller would have, but he managed to bring up the email function without any issues. Briefing through the schedule for the first day revealed that the Headmaster’s address was in just under two hours. Pulling up the map that had been attached to the message, he gave it a quick look over and memorized various points of interest. Finished with it for the moment the Scroll was folded and put away before Perry began to make his way over to the cafeteria. 'They should be serving dinner right about now, right?'

He managed to ignore the avian rampage that happened off in the distance, though wondered if such oddness was supposed to be commonplace here. It was interesting to watch from afar, the many that got involved, but a quiet grumble reminded Perry that he had other things to see to for now. Turning away from the spectacle, he followed the flow of students that held similar ideas to his own. Good, it seemed that meal times here were similar to those back home. It would have just been one more thing to adjust to had they not been.

Walking at a brisk pace, he passed by many of the students without paying them too much mind. He only slowed his pace when something caught his attention. Turning to regard the female, he saw her holding a weapon, apparently showing it off to her friend. He approached them with a small wave, though he couldn't tell if it would be noticed. "Just overheard, but it's an interesting name for a weapon, Swansong. By the way, are you two heading to the cafeteria for dinner?"

As Kuhaku entered the main building of the school, he paused and took a second to take in his surroundings. Satisfied after taking in the sights, he reached into his pocket and pulled out his issued Scroll. Pressing the gold diamond button, he opened it and browsed the email that was sent to the new students en masse. Within it detailed an upcoming student address from the Headmaster Ozpin along with a map, directions, and other useful information. The address wasn't for another few hours. Looking up from the screen of his Scroll, he thought for a moment. With his room not having been assigned yet and no belongings to secure in the locker room, there wasn't much else for Kuhaku to do. Perhaps he could lock up his weapons in Beacon's armory, but he didn't want to part with them just yet. It was then that he noticed a group of students all heading in the same direction. Curious as to where they were going and knowing that the address wasn't for some time, he looked at the map of Beacon that was on his Scroll.

They were all heading in the direction of the cafeteria. Thinking about it, the flight had been long and tiresome and he hadn't eaten since before he boarded the airship leading to Beacon. With nothing else to really do, he figured it would be wise to at least get a snack or drink. Quickly memorizing the directions on his Scroll, he closed it and pocketed it. Walking normally with his arms by his side instead of crossing them as usual, he passed by a pair of female students standing around talking about their weapons. Pausing, he eavesdropped for a few seconds. Though he didn't much like the people using the weapons, Kuhaku was fascinated with technology and weapons. Some students had boring and plain weapons, those he paid no mind to. The creative weapons were the ones that he couldn't resist eying, wishing to know more.

"I was never good enough to forge guns, but I like to use dust in more raw form anyway." the girl said.
Kuhaku sniffed at the air once. She was a Faunus. His interest grew as he stood, listening and watching.
Careful not to give himself away, he saw as she pulled out what looked like a wand embedded with Dust crystals.
The female Faunus then revealed its hidden blade, the wand changing into a thin sword. Interesting.
"I call it the Swansong. It's nothing fancy, but I'd never trade it." she explained.
It wasn't the most super creative weapon he'd seen, but he still approved of it.
Kuhaku turned to see another rather large male student approach the two talking females.
"Just overheard, but it's an interesting name for a weapon, Swansong. By the way, are you two heading to the cafeteria for dinner?"
The boy had it twisted, it would be around the time for lunch, not dinner. Was he from a foreign, distant land? He smelled like it.
Anyways, it was time for Kuhaku to leave, his curiosity satisfied.

Turning, he left before the other students could notice him and say anything to him. He already had to deal with one talkative and nosy student. He didn't have the energy to deal with three more of them. Uncomfortable with his arms dangling by his side as he walked to the school cafeteria, he crossed them again. His black scarf and tail gracefully swaying behind him as he moved.

Francesca looked over Schwarz's Swansong. It was interesting, and not something she would probably ever use herself. Nor raw dust either. It was opposite her style over all. But again, it was interesting, not that she could use it effectively anyhow. "Treasure it."

Not that she had anything else to say, some strange boy showed up and spoke. "Just overheard, but it's an interesting name for a weapon, Swansong. By the way, are you two heading to the cafeteria for dinner?" She didn't see him coming. Really, she didn't even notice him coming. That just showed she needed to train herself more. Still, this guy just randomly jumped into their conversation. It made her want to turn her blades on him but. . . That wouldn't be a good idea. She was smart enough not to harm another like this.

"We were." Francesca answered hesitantly. She didn't really like that this guy came out of nowhere. Mostly, he just seemed annoying. Her eyes looked at this person coldly for a little bit before looking away, letting her acquaintance finish that bit.

Khalis stood there, confused. Wasn't the opening ceremony or speech happening now or sometime soon? He shuffled through his pockets looking for doohickey that should solve all his problems. If only he could find the blasted-There we go! Pulling out the Scroll, he fiddled around with it, and finally the information he seeked was there. Lunch would be served soon, the directions for the mess hall were there. The ceremony would take place an hour or so after Lunch, after that would be a tour around the school, but Khalis felt that he didn't need that. Then would be lights out, with everyone staying in the same room. Now thats just a recipe for disaster. After breakfast tomorrow, the initiation would start.

Weighing his options, Khalis finally decided to head off in the direction of the mess hall. On his way, he found the student he was following earlier, who was eavesdropping on another group of students. Mr. Dark and Scary was still a person of interest for him, but now didn't seem like the time... Just as he thought this, the person moved away, giving Khalis the full opportunity. Following behind him until they were out of ear shot of the other group, he sped up until he was walking side by side with him and said "Sooo... What about those questions? You still not going to answer em?" as they were walking, Khalis folded his arms behind the back of his neck, relaxed.

"Oh I shall." Schwarz said, holstering the weapon again, "If anything, it's easy to maintain and reliable without any complex mechanisms." She has tried making various adjustments to her swordwand over the years, but always found her way back to the basic design, the modifications making it too heavy, unbalanced or other faults. And when it came to dust, she preferred the raw destruction of the red crystals could inflict, rather than the more refined elements or fancy combinations.

Then another guy approached them, commenting on her weapon's name. "The name holds a sentimental value for me." she said, briefly closing her eyes to focus and rising her aura, causing it to appear. Around her, swan feathers started randomly materializing and slowly gliding towards the ground. It was of course only half the reason, but random strangers didn't need to know. "And indeed, we are." she answered the other part of the question just as they reached the map. Knowing from before where they stood in relation to the map, she found the way for them quickly enough.

The cafeteria was an oversized - in her opinion - hall with rows of tables and benches. It sickeningly reminded her of home. It was too pompous, and she wondered whether the schoolwas built that way or if it was just using buildings that were built before. But there was something else that caught her eye. On the far corner of the hall, there were a few vending machines, standing out of view as if they were trying to hide in shame. She gasped. Now her rebellion was complete. she never really ate any junk food - one simply eats what they give you in an orphanage, and she wasn't allowed anywhere near it in her adoptive family. "Forget the kitchen, I need to try this!" she thought out loud, hey eyes flying over the variety of canned drinks and plastic packed prefabricated food.

“Pretty,” he commented as he stepped back, in part to avoid the falling features, but also because the other girl didn’t seem to like his presence. It was perhaps a bit disheartening, but Perry just smiled sheepishly as he bowed his head just slightly towards the pair. “It seems like I’ve stepped on some toes though. Perry though, hope to see you two around.” With that and a small wave, he turned towards the cafeteria first while the two moved for the map nearby.

The cafeteria, like much of the kingdom, was far grander than anything Perry had ever seen. He fought and pushed down the urge to stop and stare in awe as he approached and entered the building. Had he not had stayed at a hotel before departing for Beacon, he might not have known what to do in the busy, almost chaotic, setting. As it was though, he simply filed in line to wait his turn, taking off his scarf and folding it in the meanwhile. Progress wasn't exactly fast with at least dozens ahead of him, but he didn't mind it too terribly much. The lively and loud atmosphere was something different, though he figured it would wear at him rather quickly, but for now he wasn't too bothered with it.

Perry left the serving area quite happily with a food-filled tray, easily double what most others took. Partially because he actually did eat much more than people would have guessed, but also because he had taken a bit of almost everything. The food here was just simply so different from the more simplistic cuisine he was used to back home. He found himself a seat by an empty table near the walls and quickly claimed it. Though he was far from home, and the meal technically didn’t warrant it, Perry nevertheless murmured a quick word of thanks before he began to slowly eat.

Michelle stared at the odd boy as he accepted her hand and then started talking to himself. The people coming to Beacon were certainly odd folk. Michelle thought it best to leave him for now and move on. Turning away from him and entering the school, she marveled at the place, it being so different from her home. Then she wondered when the opening ceremony would start. Michelle reasoned that that info would be announced when it was time, and that she wouldn't need to worry about it for a while. She stopped at a wall displaying a map of Beacon, as well as her location on it, and wondered where to go.

Then her stomach growled softly, and she looked down at it while placing her hand on it. It seemed that she was a bit peckish, so she should probably head over to the cafeteria to get something to eat. After a quick examination of the map to determine the best path, she set off towards the cafeteria, reaching it after a minute or so. She knew the cafeteria was large, judging from the map, but she was still somewhat overwhelmed by it. Quickly snapping out of it, she grabbed a tray and headed over to the line of people waiting for the food.

Leaving the line with a modest pile of food, she sat down at an empty spot on a bench, and began to eat. It was quite good for cafeteria food, compared to other places. Michelle continued to eat quietly while looking around the place. There was nothing unusual, though, just people chatting with each other.

Kuhaku quietly sighed as he felt someone approach from behind and lightly pinched the bridge of his nose to help relieve his ever-rising stress levels. Not exactly caring about the sharp metal points of the claws on his gauntlets. The white-hair boy from earlier had caught up and was now walking alongside him. Did he not make it clear that he didn't want to befriend him? Did he not make it clear that he wasn't looking to socialize and make friends, especially with a...human? The boy then asked about his prior questions.

"Sooo... what about those questions? You still not going to answer em?" he said as he folded his arms behind the back of his neck.
The boy seemed completely relaxed despite the cold and spiteful aura Kuhaku was sure he was emanating.
"No." Kuhaku answered in his mind, rather quickly.

Perhaps he should offer some sort of answer to satisfy the boy. Maybe not answer all of his previous questions, but just something for the boy to think about and maybe get the message across that Kuhaku wanted to be left alone. Stopping his walk, he lowered the hand that was pinching the bridge of his nose to grasp the sides of his metal mask. Applying slight pressure with his grip, the mask clicked and hinged open slightly. Allowing normal, clear speech. Inhaling deeply through his nose and closing his eyes, Kuhaku worked up as much energy as he could for what he was about to say. He really hated speaking and the sound of his own voice. Opening his eyes to stare into the white-hair boy's eyes, or rather to glare, he gave three words in response.

"Persona non grata." Kuhaku's voice came as deep, clear, and smooth, if not angrily. Though his mask was slightly open, it still added a slight metallic ring to it making it sound robotic. As he spoke, he tried his best to infuse as much venom as he could into his words.
With the same hand from before he closed his mask shut, clicking as it locked back into place.
He hoped that what he was able to say to the boy was enough to stall and confuse him for some time. Even if he were able to translate the foreign language that Kuhaku loved to read about, it should make it clear his feelings and position.

Turning swiftly, Kuhaku then briskly walked away. Grabbing a tray, glass, and utensils, he made his way to the cafeteria line. As he waited through the line, he quickly decided on his food and made a beeline to the very first isolated, lonely and quiet spot he could find. Which was a difficult feat in and of itself as the cafeteria was massive and bustling with hungry students and faculty. As he walked to his claimed seat, he observed his surroundings. Faunus and Human of all ages, genders and backgrounds mingled and ate together. Scowling, Kuhaku wanted to spit on the ground. Disgusting.

As he sat down, he gently placed his tray and plate on the table and organized his utensils neatly in preparation. On his plate was nothing but...meat. Selections of beef, chicken, pork, and fish to be exact. Though, it wasn't an obscene amount of food, his choice of nothing but meat seemed a little odd. Then again, he was a Tiger Faunus, a carnivore at heart. His choice of drink was a glass of ice cold milk. Once everything was organized to his liking, he reached up and removed his mask, setting it aside his tray. Picking up his utensils, he then began to neatly cut his food into pieces and ate in peaceful silence. Trying his best to drown out the nose of the other Beacon students, he pinned his ears flat against his head.

He ate neatly with particularly good table manners, though he hoped he would remain alone. It was, after all, how his mother and father had raised him.
"Let them not see you as beast, but as an equal..." his parents advice resonated within his mind. The idea was foolish and idiotic.
Faunus and Humans would never see each other as equals. He reached for his glass of milk and quietly sipped it, the metal claws of his gauntlets clinking against it almost musically.

The person he was following finally looked like he wanted to speak. Removing the mask slightly, he said "Persona non grata." then hinged up and went off. Khalis didn't understand much of it, he didn't know what language it was. But it probably wasn't that hard to figure out. Interesting guy. With a smile, Khalis followed behind the person who seemed in a hurry. Khalis was definitely annoying him, but its ok, a little discomfort and annoyance is healthy, and what better source of all of that than himself? But he had enough mindless pestering for now. He still didn't wanna be labelled as a problem person, so with a lighter smile, he also waited in line, grabbed some food, and followed the stranger even to the table.

The stranger chose a distant and isolated table. Another sign that he craved solitude. Khalis glanced around as he sat opposite to the person, then crossed one leg over the other as he sat sideways, watching the other students. He said nothing, respecting the stranger's desire for solitude and silence. Now he just wanted to study. Turning his head, hand under his chin, elbow on the edge of the table, he watched, staring straight at the person he was with. He had removed the mask, it laying next to him. His appetite seemed to be purely carnivorous, which was a little unusual. Then the cat-like ears reminded him of why this would be normal for him. Khalis's own plate was filled to the brim with food; various kinds of meat, but also some mashed potatoes and plain bread. He began to eat the bread as he continued to watch the stranger, still studying.

As Kuhaku looked up from drinking his milk, he saw the white-hair boy had again followed him and was now sitting across from him, eating. Eye twitching, a vein angrily pulsing in his temple, his grip on his glass tightened so much that it started to crack. What in the hell did this boy want with him? He alone was the only student to pay him any mind and it was infuriating him. If this singular student left him alone, he would've had his peace. It was maddening. Trembling with contempt, he slowly set his glass down on the table, milk leaking from it slightly. He had half a mind to stand up, punch the table, and split it in half in his rage at this boy. But that would only attract more unwanted attention and that was not his goal. At least the boy wasn't speaking to him. It seemed his prior words had silenced him. However, there was something about the silent observation that got underneath his skin and irritated him further.

Sneering, a low growl starting to rise from his throat.
"me vexat pede..." Kuhaku quietly hissed to himself.
Setting his hands along the sides of his tray, he tightly clenched them into fists in an attempt to quell his growing rage.
As he clenched them tighter and tighter, something within his gauntlets tripped and activated.
Two vicious, 6-inch long metal spikes popped out from his gauntlets with a pneumatic hiss of air.
The force of their sudden appearance shook the table his hands rested on.

As his growl at the white-haired human grew in volume and intensity, he left his now spiked gauntlets as is. When he had forged his weapons, there was a slight design flaw in that whenever he would clench his fist tightly enough in a specific way, the hidden internal spikes would unlock and 'pop'. Requiring a manual 'reset'. Over time, Kuhaku came to accept the weapon's quirk and learned how to even utilize it as a function instead of as a flaw. As his fists rested on the table, spikes gleaming and menacing, there was a certain glint of malice in Kuhaku's glare. He wanted to hurt this human boy, bad.

Michelle had finished her meal and was wiping her mouth with her napkin when she heard a growl. She set her napkin down and lifted her head slightly to find the source of the noise, and then the table shook. She instantly brought her attention to the Faunus boy with the spiked gauntlets at the table she was at, who was still growling at the other boy on her table.

Normally she avoided close conflict, but something told her to do the opposite, to confront it this time. Moving over so that she was next to the Faunus boy, she laid her hand on his shoulder to get his attention and removed her hood from her cloak. She then stared at him with a strong intensity, as if she could look at his very soul. It was a stare that she normally got when she was "in the zone", when she was peering through the scope on her sniper rifle.

Kuhaku froze when he felt a hand fall on his shoulder, his growl stopping. Turning his head, he looked to see a cloaked student standing behind him. Great, it seemed he attracted someone else's attention now. Another strange student to potentially harass him. Glancing at the hand on his shoulder, he was even being touched. Today was not going very smoothly for him, sadly. Then, as the student removed his...no, wait...her hood, she stared at him rather intensely. It would've been a little uncomfortable, until he caught a trace of her scent and realization dawned on him. She was a Faunus and a rather cute one at that. Unclenching his fists, he began to relax a little. Thinking about it a bit more coolly, the way he was acting would bring about negative impressions of the Faunus and their kind. Not that he really cared what humans thought of him. It would be easier if they thought badly of him and hated him. At least they would leave him alone, right? But, he wasn't one to cause trouble for other people. If his actions made things more difficult for the other Faunus students, he would be lying if he didn't admit some remorse.

Regardless of how he felt about humans and what he thought of them, there might have been some Faunus looking to build and repair relationships with them. His actions could be their undoing, which is not his intention at this school. After returning the female Faunus' intense gaze for some time, he turned away and broke eye contact. Looking at his cracked and leaking glass of milk, he sighed. Eyeing the white-hair, he pressed the backs of his gauntlets together and slid them against each other, resetting the spikes and locking them back into their original position. Grabbing the nearly broken glass, he finished his drink and tidied up his area. Glancing at the other white-haired student one last time, he grabbed his mask and brought it up to his jaw. With a few mechanical clicks, it then locked securely to his face. Picking up his tray and standing, he was about to leave his seat when he hesitated.

He turned his head to the female Faunus student.
"Thank you." he offered to her, speaking just quietly enough so that only she would hear.
With that, he walked away.
He was done eating, anyways.

Michelle stared at him as he walked away, transfixed. Then she realized what she was doing and blushed. She quickly put her hood back on in an attempt to hide it, then took her tray and threw her trash away while placing the tray on the ever-growing pile of trays. She quickened her pace as she walked out of the cafeteria, to the point where she was almost running out of it.

Finding a spot under a tree for her to sit on, she practically rolled onto it, then brought her knees to her chest and placed her hands behind her head as she rested her head on her knees. Her face was still bright red, and all traces of composure she once had were gone. Her thoughts were moving at a hundred miles an hour, which were mainly about the recent event in the cafeteria and the Tiger Faunus boy. She was thinking how handsome he looked, yet how dangerous he was; there was also how she handled the situation, which made her shiver, since she normally moved away from such conflict, but the boy drew her closer to him, and she wanted to-

Now she was forcing herself to calm down and remember why she was at Beacon, to become a Huntress. To help people from the troubles that ailed them. Yet here she was, thinking such thoughts! She had never experienced such feelings before, and it troubled her immensely. If anyone were watching her, they would have seen a cloaked figure rocking back and forth, which was an odd sight for just about anyone to see.

Being done with the vending machines faster than the line to the warm food, Schwarz found a table with two free spots and claimed one for herself. She wasn't sure Francesca would follow, as it was mostly Schwarz doing the talking and she was getting the vibe the other girl didn't want any company at all. Something that seemed to happen quite frequently as far as she could observe, the tiger faunus a few tables away from her a case in point.

She was promptly proven in her theory as to why this was called junk food with the first bite. Even though she picked a mostly vegetable sandwich with a few bits of tuna and eggs, the awful taste of food processing chemicals and the lack of freshness mad the decision to never taste something like that again easy. Her surrounding only made her mood grimmer as the whole line and tables setup reminded her of the orphanage.shoulders slumped and head sunk, she bit into a chocolate bar in an attempt to coat her nerves in sugar. Surprisingly enough the vending machine coffee didn't taste utterly horrifying and she helped herself to several gulps.

Just as she was settling into some form of peace of mind, the sound of weapons being drawn made her flinch and reach for Swansong. Looking over, she saw the thug and the tiger about ready to start Faunus War II. Wunderbar. Idiots like these are the source of all my problems. she thought, but relaxed and went back to her food, her surroundings forgotten as she internally ranted about how the world sucked. She couldn't wait for the headmaster's speech and the initiation. then hopefully things will be taking a more normal direction.

This was not Elrios. He was not the lonely kid who sat alone outside while all the other students talked, played or ate inside. He was just so focused on tinkering with his cannon and thinking about Beacon that he did not even think to introduce himself to any of the other students. " From know on I am going to talk to any student I meet" Elrios yelled out loud. Elrios's eye widened, he looked around quickly, and sighed when he realized that nobody was in the general area.

Elrios picked up his cannon and walked over the the
cafeteria, probably were everyone was right now. Elrios walked in through the doors and stopped in mid step. "Foooood" Elrios sighed dreamily. He ran to the buffet grab a plate and plied as much food on it as he could. Satisfied with his meal, he looked around the room for a table to sit at. Most of them had been taken, but he saw some free spaces around the room. Elrios started to walk around for a seat.

Kael frantically started to search the ground, hoping to find the leaf. It was one of his greatest possessions, something given to him by a friend. Someone who actually took notice of the boy-- He stopped that thought, not wanting to stay in the past. He picked up the leaf and put it into his pocket. Now, he could go relax. He began to walk into the building, hoping to go to the roof, but remembered he had no snacks.

He turned himself from his direction and moved into the cafeteria, which smelled like dry paint and chemicals. His nose began to flare as the odors began to overwhelm him. He moved his arm to cover his nose, hoping to die soon. He moved his way outside, breathing in the fresh air and all natural. Kael amazed at the stupidity of mankind and those who were unable to understand Nature. Sighing, he began to move his way back to the garden, where he hoped to find something sweet and also bitter.

Khalis watched calmly as the stranger slammed the table, claws erupting unexpectedly from his hand. It certainly surprised him, but he was more interested than ever now. He was going to finally introduce himself, and shake the boys hand, but then somebody else stepped in. A cloaked one that seemed just as mysterious as the feline boy in front of him. Pulling back her hood and revealing her gender, she placed her hand on the boy's shoulder, and they both stared into each others eyes for a bit, the girl focused while the boy was regaining control. Then the boy mumbled something, then left after he put his mask back on. I should probably leave him alone from now on. His attitude and mood seems to be something along the lines of explosive. Khalis thought to himself as he drank some water, his tray now barren of food, yet he hardly looked any more full.

His gaze changed to the girl, who stood there momentarily before blushing then putting the hood back on, as if it was a shield of sorts. This, actually, caught Khalis offguard, and he started to choke, some water had gotten into his lungs. How annoying he thought as he coughed again and again. the coughing lasted only a moment though, before he activated his Semblance, and the water in his lungs passed through his body, and shattered like glass as the now ice shard collided with the floor. The girl was leaving, but now she was interesting too! Following behind her, Khalis quickly placed his tray on the pile and quickly followed behind her.

She seemed to walk all the way to a tree outside, before she collapsed and lied down with her back against it. Apparently she was trying her best to seem calm, which only lasted half a second before she was violently rolling back and forth. Khalis thought to laugh, but he didn't want to give away his location just yet. Quietly walking towards her, he leaned against the side of the tree before turning to her and watching her roll. Then some cat ears caught his eyes, just like with the other boy. "How adorable..." He couldn't help but say, a playful smile on his face.