[hr][h1][i][color=007236]Michelle Brianna Gallus[/color] [/i][/h1][@TaliPaendrag][@Wintergrey][hr]


[color=007236]"Great, glad to have you on my side."[/color] Good... Michelle at least has Beth on her side on this trip, and she didn't need a single extra person. Though, Michelle could understand [i]why[/i] Beth was a little uncomfortable. [color=007236]"Oh. Oh, yeah, right. Forgot you liked people looking down on you."[/color] She smirked after her little jab at Beth. She too was uncomfortable too at this height! Michelle's gaze went towards Astrid.Then, she fucked teleported again. Coming back to the same position, with a stick. A stick. During this, Michelle choose to stand straight up, and by the time Astrid had "returned", Michelle was tall and mighty as always. Ah crap. Looks like Astrid was hanging over them like a vulture and heard about the monster - and naturally wanted to come along. Michelle put her hands on her hips, then stared at Astrid for a few moments. Shrugging, before simply letting it go. She couldn't get too annoyed, she wanted people to know (and help them). She didn't know how much good Astrid would do against a beast. But hey, best case she'd be great for teleportation.

[color=007236]"Yeah."[/color] Michelle simply replied to Astrid's question. [color=007236]"Bet you didn't hear about it.... but some monsters attacked the school a week ago. I wanna get some payback."[/color] Michelle put her fist to her other hand... which so happens to be the stump of a hand. [color=007236][i]Crap, doesn't look so fierce after all.[/i][/color] Her vision rested on the stump of a hand for a few moments, before it slowly rested itself onto Astrid. Though, she tried her best to recover. She placed a hand on her hip, then pointed at Astrid's stick. [color=007236]"... Well, at least you [i]could[/i] poke one of the monsters eyes out with that."[/color] 

Though, naturally, she ran out of subjects to talk about. So, she merely leaned up against a tree that the Lodge was facing, then crossed her arms. Looks like the Cricket was recruiting people. Well, the more the merrier. Better than a small amount people going out into the woods. [color=007236]"Ready when ya'll are!"[/color] 


[hr][h1][i][color=fff200]Mika Baozai[/color][/i][/h1][@Partisan][hr]



This boy was certainly one for sending mixed messages, alright. First, he starts off very rudely by saying he never asked for her name ([color=fff200][i]Ah.... Where ever you came from must have never taught you.[/i] anything [i]about formalities, boy[/i][/color]). Which was almost enough to make Mika get up and walk off. Then he gives her his name regardless. She narrowed her eyes at him, as she took one light sip of her tea. She wondered if there was hope for him to begin with. Kanajiro Hanamoto. His name is Kanajiro. She stored that in her memory - for later. That settles it, he's definitely straight from Asia. Japan, according to his ([i]Very uncivilised[/i] account. [color=fff200]"I am well-aware of many Asian countries. So you do not have to clarify too much."[/color] True, Mika visited many Asian countries. Including China, the country where her father was from (And sisters roots come from - Mika was technically closer to Japan herself due to her mother and how she brought Mika up). Osaka... Mika never visited there in particular, but she always wondered what it'd be like. In that one city... Maybe it wouldn't be as glamorous as she thought, if it was a [i]shithole[/i] like Kanajiro described it as. Of course... Before she could finish her reverie, Kanajiro told her something that explained [i]everything[/i].

He was poor.

His mannerisms, his description of Osaka, and that gruff aura around him, all suddenly started making too much sense. [color=fff200]"Ahhhhhh...."[/color] Mika exclaimed, giving him a simple nod of her head. This created such a contrast between the two of them almost immediately. The street rat thug ([color=fff200][i]Do not lie, I've seen your type before. The way you look and act.... You've seen violence first hand, before you came here.[/i][/color]) and the Rich-Girl princess. Complete opposites if you asked her. They would be more naturally seen fighting each other, rather than having a [i]civil[/i] conversation like this. Yet, Mika would rather not turn it into the former. Unless he gave her a reason. Though, she felt a little sorry for him. He was simply born unfortunate. Not that he [i]asked[/i] to be a Redneck. That's where her sympathies ended, however. [color=fff200]"I'm very sorry to hear that."[/color] Mika said, trying not to sound [i]overtly[/i] sarcastic - but certainly condescending. He came off as rude - which meant he deserves nothing more. Besides, [i]he[/i] must be thinking something [i]cruel[/i] about her. He probably guessed her as rich by now.

It all came down to his final question. [i]Why[/i] the interest in him? She had a perfectly valid reason, she's the observer. She learns about the people around her, before moving onto the next person. Though, she knew that wouldn't be a valid answer to Kanajiro... She had to feed him something that he'd swallow. [color=fff200]"... I am honestly not sure myself,"[/color] Mika started off, a faint smile etched it's way onto her face. [color=fff200]"There's something about you that makes me want to know [i]more[/i]...."[/color]

Perfect. Psuedo-flirting. He'll swallow that one.