“It’s not gonna bite, dork.”

“Great, that makes two of us, then. Ugh.”Graham poked the abomination unto nature once more with his spork. He could have swore that it growled at him. He considered, briefly, growling back, but decided against it. There was no reason to antagonize his tray any further. He pushed it forward, respecting its boundries. One day, when it has its vaguely fleshlike tendrils wrapped around the throat of the world, it may look back on this day and remember the mercy shown to it. And perhaps maybe, JUST MAYBE, it will return the favor?

“Ugh, man, I’m starving.”

Graham looked up at Alexis, whisked back from his madness by her complaining. His stomach protested his decision to spare the flesh monster. He could understand Alexis’ gripes.

“My dumbass roommate made me miss breakfast. I swear, I’m going to throw her into a wall by the end of the year. Made me miss first classes too…So who’d we have first anyways? I’ma need to borrow your notes or whatevs.”

Roommates, eh? Must be nice...having constant companionship. When times get so lonely…

Pull yourself together Graham! Man up!

“Ehh, so uh...remember that monster thing chick from the train? Because it’s the monster thing chick from the train. That’s our first teacher. Didn’t really go over anything in class. Just went around the room introducing everybody...then she got...weird...so yeah, no notes.” Graham sighed dramatically before continuing. “Damn…”

He sighed again. He needed to gush, and poor Alexis was the closest person, poor chick.

“Well, as long as we’re bitching, not gonna lie, today has kinda sucked...so maybe my misery can make you feel better? I fell out of bed this morning, possibly breaking my phone, I dunno. Then I go get breakfast, yeah? Well, this upperclassman dude like...starts hitting on me. Pretty sure he told me that he’s going to make me a booty call, so that’s just fun.”

Graham shook his head before looking off into the crowd of people awaiting lunches. For a moment, each and every one of them look like the cruel Grahamdiddler. Monsters the lot o’ ‘em.

“Uhm... bumped into just this fuckin’ BEAR of a chick. Like, put a bra on a Mack Truck and you’ve got a pretty clear picture. Picks me up like it ain’t nothin’, and I’m pretty sure she’s thinkin’ about just eating me. Or snapping me like a twig. Good thing a teach came by or I’d proooobably be dead. Oh, and then I get to class, right? Monster thing chick like...assaults and gropes me in front of class.”

He shakes his head again, letting out a shudder. He had never experienced so much sexual acknowledgement in his life...it uh...wasn’t the greatest thing. The Stranger Danger here was pretty unbelieveable.

“And then, y’know, because the universe just has so much fun shitting on Graham, my fuckin’ asshat of a sister comes waltzing into the class. She’s sitting beside me in there. So that was my morning.”

“Erh, hey?”

Graham glanced over to see Cheol standing kinda awkwardly by him. Whoa...slightly creepy how silent this kid was. If he wouldn’t have said anything, he might have been able to just stand in Graham’s shadow for the entire lunch period with the gingerbro being none the wiser.

“Is it...okay if I sit here?”

Graham chuckled. “Yeah, dude, pop a squat. You don’t have to ask, we’re friends, yeah? We were just airing our grievances. Come be miserable with us.”

“Hey guys, do you mind if I come sit with you?”

Err...didn’t he just hear that? Like...was life on echo? Graham looked around confused for a moment. Then he saw her.

The giant. Graham’s mouth nearly hit the floor when he saw her again. Not due to her size this time (alright, so just a tad. She really was intimidating when she stood...especially to a sitting little dude like Graham), but because of something else…

Something red…

Around her mouth…

Graham laughed out loud. He stood up and stop a step over to her.

“Dude...digging the ketchup beard. But uh...red might not be your color. Come on and take a seat, dude. Take a seat and join in our teenage angst.”

He offered her a napkin, one of the handful he got when he picked up the tray. If he wasn’t going to use it, someone should. Still, that was a lot of ketchup...he liked the tomato as much as the next guy but there were limits. He returned to his seat then, and looked around at their little group.

A punk, a giant, a stud, and a little bro.
Yeah, that’d work. Their group dynamics would flow righteously.

~Alexis Sinclair~

“Great, that makes two of us, then. Ugh.”

Alexis rolled her eyes. Really, the food could be worse...it could be her moms cooking for example. Pretty sure her 'cooking', if it could be called that was an affront to nature. Honestly? While it was certainly not the best, it certainly wasn't bad. Well, considering she mainlined junkfood and caffeine she didn't have much room to comment...

“Ehh, so uh...remember that monster thing chick from the train? Because it’s the monster thing chick from the train. That’s our first teacher. Didn’t really go over anything in class. Just went around the room introducing everybody...then she got...weird...so yeah, no notes.”

Uhm...that one that broke up the fight with her and that snooty bitch? That thing? That...was a teacher? Alexis was a bit lost for words. Well, if that thing was a teacher then things were going to be a bit...interesting.

“Damn…”

...he really seemed like he was getting all depressed over this. She couldn't have been that bad. Its not like she attacked him or something. He was probably just exaggerating a bit. She doubted they'd let a teacher here if they harmed the students.

“Well, as long as we’re bitching, not gonna lie, today has kinda sucked..."

Ooh...yay, number of fucks she really gave: Zero. She gave him a bored look, but didn't say anything.

"So maybe my misery can make you feel better? I fell out of bed this morning, possibly breaking my phone, I dunno. Then I go get breakfast, yeah? Well, this upperclassman dude like...starts hitting on me. Pretty sure he told me that he’s going to make me a booty call, so that’s just fun.”

Ouch. She may have been half-heartedly listening to him, but well, that did sound pretty bad. She could related to the falling out of bed thing, kind of. Except for her, it was more like having an airhorn go off in your ear when you were asleep. And then the whole thing with her roommate...ugh. Not to mention the following little confrontation in the cafeteria. Plus getting hit on? Well, she didn't know how Graham would react...but well, she wouldn't like some random person hitting on her. Sounded like both of their first days at this place was just going well..

“Uhm... bumped into just this fuckin’ BEAR of a chick. Like, put a bra on a Mack Truck and you’ve got a pretty clear picture. Picks me up like it ain’t nothin’, and I’m pretty sure she’s thinkin’ about just eating me. Or snapping me like a twig. Good thing a teach came by or I’d proooobably be dead,”

Bra on a mack truck? Pfft, okay, that was kind of an amusing picture. Although, the only person she could think of when he said 'bear chick' was her roommate. Yeeeah...the ensuing image was less than hilarious, and something she would need a lot of brain-bleach for. Ugh. Thanks for the mental image Graham.

"Oh, and then I get to class, right? Monster thing chick like...assaults and gropes me in front of class."

...what? Okay, she was pretty sure groping students wasn't allowed. In fact, wouldn't that be illegal?...meh, he was probably exaggerating. The thing on the train yesterday was...pretty odd yeah, but probably wasn't doing...whatever Graham thought she was doing.

“And then, y’know, because the universe just has so much fun shitting on Graham, my fuckin’ asshat of a sister comes waltzing into the class. She’s sitting beside me in there. So that was my morning.”

For once, she was glad to be an only child. She didn't understand the appeal of having a sibling. Honestly, they all seemed annoying. Still, Alexis couldn't help but to chuckle a bit at his misfortune. The guy apparently just had like, zero luck or something. Eh...maybe she should say something. Friends were supposed to...cheer friends up right?

"Well at least ya didn't have to put up with some jack-ass of a roommate..."

....fuck, she was terrible at this. She could have face-palmed so hard at her own social awkwardness, if someone else hadn't shown up first. Kind of...odd, how she didn't hear him coming. While she wasn't exactly paying attention, she was pretty sure of her hearing abilities.

“Erh, hey? Is it...okay if I sit here?” Did graham know this guy? This...kid? Damn, he looked like he couldn't be older than like, twelve or something. The hell was he even doing here? was he some kind of super genius or something?...whatever, she didn't really care. Though, his presence made the anti-social girl a bit uncomfortable. She'd probably have told him to go away, or at least just ignored him but Graham already gave him an invite, earning a bit of a glare from her in return.

“Hey guys, do you mind if I come sit with you?”

...oh god no. No. nononononononononono. She knew that voice. Why of all people did she have to want to sit with them? Why couldn't she sit somewhere else? Maybe she actually liked- Goddamn it, pull yourself together Alexis! Sh-she wouldn't. Right, she probably just thinks of Graham as a friend. Right. Right. Yes, calm down. Right...calm. Focus. Focus on how much of a dork Graham is. Still, she couldn't but to momentarily stare a bit before giving an annoyed huff and looking in the opposite direction of the vampire. She'd let Graham do whatever he wanted to. Not like she really could have much of a say.


“Dude...digging the ketchup beard. But uh...red might not be your color. Come on and take a seat, dude. Take a seat and join in our teenage angst.”

Ketchup beard? She took a quick glance back at Anastasia. That...was probably most definitely not ketchup. Should she tell him?...yeah, she was going to tell him.

"Uh...Graham, not to freak you out or anything," Yeah right, she was doing it exactly for that reason. "But...that's not ketchup."

~Meredith Hillard~

Ooh, It all looked so tasty! What should she eat first? The vegetable stuff? The meaty looking spicy stuff? The grey blob of meat? Ooh, it all looked so good and tasty. She wanted all of it! Waiting in this line was killing heeeer! OOh, hurry up and move! Most of the other students gave her a friendly little hello. She exchanged a few comedic jabs with one of them, after one of them teased her about letting her in front of them. Well, really she could just go around them anyways using the excuse 'Ima teacher, deal with it' but then she'd miss out on probably messing with a few students. She was slightly hoping Graham was in line and she could mess with him a bit more. Thankfully, it didn't take her long to reach the trays and the food.

"Ooh..it all looks so gooooood~" She commented, trying to once again decide what she should have. Well...why should she have to decide, then? Why not-

"I'll have one of everything!~" She giggled, before getting the attention of one of the chefs. He looked a bit young to be working there, but she was too distracted about the thought of getting food to think much of it."I want one of evvvverything! Come ooon, hurry it up!"

@Daxam

~Ziska Seighild~

Knock knock.

...just as she had laid down on the bed. What horribly inconvenient timing. She briefly thought about just ignoring it and letting them think whatever they want to, but it was likely they had seen her come here. She sighed and got up off the bed. Who could it be? If it was her roommate, she doubted the delinquent would have knocked. A teacher, maybe? Well, as long as it wasn't Meredith. Even Adal would be preferable to that...thing. Well, whoever it was she'd find out as soon as she opened the door. She walked over, making sure her appearance was mostly in order.

When she opened the door...it was someone she was not expecting at all.

"Paul?" She was momentarily at a loss for words. What...was he doing here? She wouldn't exactly call them friends, or even really acquaintances for that matter. So what was he doing here? Maybe he was just curious as to what she was doing here. Well, she'd probably be slightly curious too as to where a student was going during the lunch hour. Most would probably be up to no good sneaking off...but well, that was an issue for later. At the moment...the current issue was something else entirely.

"Paul," She stated again, giving him quite the annoyed look. "I would like to remind you, it is against the school rules for boys to be in the girls dorms. I do hope you have a very good reason for being in here." She could have very well just make him vacate the premises herself, but she was quite tired, and only would if she absolutely had too.

-Lukas Kunze : Entrance to the Cafeteria-

As the girl spoke, Lukas knew that his comment fell flat completely. The blonde haired beauty wasn't having any of his truthful embellishments as she inquired if his pick up line ever worked on anyone. Lukas rubbed the back of his neck, pondering on if he should move to stage two of his coquets. The boy analyzed the look in the girls eyes, gleaning that she had a bit of a mischievous from that glimmer and smile. Lukas had the strangest idea that she would be a feisty little minx... that was almost as tall as him.

The teen eventually decided to complete the whole comment as it would be unsatisifactory if the whole comment was left to rot without a second thought. Shining a playful smirk at the woman, Lukas returned his arm to his former spot on his side and placed his backpack down. The two things holding the items above began to levitate even further into the air as if they wanted to observe the ongoing chaos. Raising a hand to his witted lips, he casually observed her a little longer before chuckling slightly. He then moved his hand down a few centimeters and began speaking in a lighthearted manner.

Let me finish before dismissing it lovely, lest it be nothing more than words in the wind. I don't enjoy leaving anything unturned and finished... loose ends are irritating. Suffice to say, my complements only work on angels sent from above, and you look like one beautiful, angelic maiden..."

As Lukas circulated the comment, he was a bit bitter that right off the bat she completely decided that the comment was over. Much to his chagrin, he could already tell getting through to this chick was going to be difficult. Lukas sighed slightly as he found one-liners to be rather distasteful ironically. Even though it would be difficult, Lukas felt the excitement of such a prospect be for him. However, he didn't know if this blonde haired lady would be into him, especially after that whole spiel.

Thankfully, there was no need for drastic actions any further as she seemingly accepted Lukas' companionship. The teen watched her outstretched her hand towards him as she introduced herself. Lukas felt he could probably slip in a subtle complement that wouldn't be induced as flirting by her. Reaching out for her hand, Lukas gave her a genuine smile before feeling the warmth connect between their hands.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Kára Raskstål. I'm pretty sure I should be honored to meet you. Such a wonderful name fits an alluring young lady such as yourself. Hey, maybe we could have some lunch together, preferably with a close friend of mine who tends to be a pretty zestful gal! You two might get al-"

With his guard down, Lukas failed to suspect anything amiss and was inattentive to Lonnie sneaking behind him... in a rushing down fashion. Unable to do anything but lose his balance, Lukas toppled forward into Kára. As this whole situation went downhill fast, the trio went down even faster than the whole circumstance they were in.

Crashing down into the lady, his grip slipped from her hands and onto the floor. Recalling something rather important, he didn't come to the conclusion of the blonde haired Amazon being close to his face as he caught the to items using telekinesis. The clinking of the utensils left him reassured as he moved them to where he saw his backpack and softly set them down on the floor. Eyeing the person above him, he safely dissipated that specific thought into midair and sighed vehemently.

"Well hello to you too Lonnie, heh heh... your looking beautiful as always... Jeez, you have no idea how much I've been worrying about you. I'm glad your ok, out of trouble, and... I'm forgetting something really important... wait, oh dear... OH NO! CRAPCRAPCRAPCRAPCRAPCRAPCRAPCRAPCRAPCRAPCRAPCRAP!"

With keen timing on his part, Lukas recalled that he was squished between a genuinely passionate woman and a ravishing young lady. Lukas couldn't figure out whether he enjoyed this or not, but he one one thing - he was turning pretty red. His face was pretty close to Káras and he was pretty sure he could feel her breath coursing in his face. Flustered and beffudled, no words escaped his mouth as he stared at the blonde before shooting a retort out from the dark about this whole situation.

Uh, hm, sorry, but I'm not into threesome... I'm more into, er, commitment... wait... Th-that's not what I meant to say!"

Lukas could only ponder on if this was retribution for how he teased that one newbie this morning, along with hitting on Kára and Lonnie. Either way, he was still in a daze as he returned his nervous gaze to Lonnie whose head was on his back. Lukas honestly did not know what to do at this point. He was wracking his head on what to do next before immediately putting his legs on the outside of Káras.

At this point, this whole spiel was looking like an awkward sandwich, to which Lukas eventually respond my pushing himself up. With Lonnie on his back as Lukas stood on his knees, his back erect. Using his telekinesis, he focused solely on the clothes connecting to her body. He did he best to keep her shirt and pants in place. Smirking mischieviously, he deftly spun his right leg around through the air over Káras torso. He carefully made sure not to bang his leg on her face as he navigated it around. With the tables turned, he immediatly attempted to wrap his arms around the girl and give her a hug.

"Nice try Lonnie, but you aren't getting away too easily from me, especially after what transpired, heh heh... Kinda turned me into a sandwich there temporarily!"

The teen chuckled, before realizing how awkward this whole situation seemed with them both on the floor... and the sandwich thing. At any rate, these two didn't know each other, so maybe he could take the liberty of introducing them to each other. The boy tipple his head to stare at the blonde haired woman lying down, and gave her a toothy smile.

"By the way, Kára, this is Lonnie; a close friend of mine who tends to act a bit... mischievous in her endeavors. Speaking of which, where were you today Lonnie? Kind of had me a bit worried that you wern't in class. Did you cause any trouble or something?"

“Uh...Graham, not to freak you out or anything, but...that’s not ketchup.”

Pfft...trying to fuck with him, eh? Nice try, Alexis, but it was going to take a little bit more than that to fool ole Graham. If it wasn’t ketchup, what was it? Blood? Bwahahaha-

“Alexis is right. I don’t even like ketchup to be honest…”

-hahaha-wait...what?

“But yeah, this is blood.”

…

Graham looked from the towering chicka to the plate she had been carrying.

There WAS a little bag full of red stuff...but...it couldn’t be blood. Why the hell would it be?

…

“...no. No. No. Nope. Nope. No. No. Nah. I can’t. I just can’t.”

Graham slid back down into his seat, staring down at the table.

Teleporters, Eldritch Horrors, Pedophiles, Giant Carrots, Bear Women…
He’d accept a lot of shit. He didn’t like it, but he’d fuckin’ deal with it. Because that’s what he did, he dealt. If somebody wanted to sit here and tell him that this chick was a vampire, well...that’s where he drew the fuckin’ line. Enough’s enough. Vampires just DIDN’T exist, dammit! Granted, he would have said the same about superpowers not too long ago, but...c’mon, universe, cut a guy a break? Just once?

Please?

And as if on cue, the universe shot down a beam of light onto Graham. “I gotchu, bro” he could have swore he heard. “Justice, and all that jazz, yo.”
…
Right, well there was no light and no funky universal voice, but there was a crash not too far from his table. Graham looked over, thankful for the timely distraction.

There was...well...a lump of people. Two chicks and...and…

Graham started laughing.

It was the fuckin’ perv. Pervybro, in a fit of pure, unadulterated lust, attacked two poor ladies. He just couldn’t control himself. He simply gave in to his more primal urges…Graham frowned slightly and shook his head. If that was the case, he should have been on top of both of them…Maybe the brunette simply intervened to rescue the blonde from His Perviness? And in the scuffle, the lot o’ them fell to the ground?

…

Fuck it. Works for him.

“Tabitha!”

The manic mohawked miss made Gracie flinch when she suddenly popped up. The girl seemed to be radiating pure energy and enthusiasm. Normally she might be a bit off put by the sudden spunk but...there was a look in the girl’s eyes. The genuinity was rather comforting, surprisingly. Gracie quietly let go of her breath, returning to her calm, happy place. She knew Tabby. She could have taken a couple guesses, but by the look of things, she wouldn’t have to...

Tabby, upon hearing her name, lit up like a Christmas tree. It worked! Hopes and dreams are still alive, miracles DO happen! The youngest of the Turner brood spun around and greeted her roomie with a large goofy grin.

“Du-”

Before she could even begin to greet the Dutch chick, she was besieged by words. She had to give Anouk credit, dude wasn’t likely to be talked over any time soon. Which was righteous. Stand your ground, Anouk. You are a strong, independent woman that don’t need no man running her life.

“How’ve-you-been?-I-missed-you!-You-know-your-lil-bro-is-hanging-out-with-that-psycho-bitch-we-met-earlier?-And-is-this-your-twin?-Hi-I’m-Anouk,-Nice-to-meet-you!”

Tabby hopped up to her feet.

“Dude, I missed you too! Classes were sooo boring! And, wait, the jerk from th-Oh! Yeah, uh, Anouk, this is my older sister Gracie. Gracie, this is my roomie, Anouk.”

“A pleasure to meet you, Anouk.”

Grace offered Anouk a warm smile and accepted her hand lightly. A couple light shakes then drop with a nod. Gracie shot a look over to Tabitha. The younger ginger didn’t have to be a telepath to know what she wanted to know. What’s this about a psycho bitch? She just offered her grin back to Gracie and let out a chuckle.

“Great, great. Let’s all get along, yeah?”

About that time, a certain crashing sound caught the attention of both twins. Gracie gave it just a momentary glance, seeing a brunette on top of a guy with her arms somewhat around him, and the guy on top of another girl. No biggie. The first girl probably tripped into the guy who fell into the second girl. It happens. Not that interesting.

Tabitha wasn’t quite interested in the human sandwich either. Rather, she looked on to see her little bro at a table with the tiny dude from her first class, a giant chick that looked somewhat familiar…

And the bitch.

Well whaddya know?

She stiffled a giggle and turned back to her table. The hell was that about? Did wittle Wahem have a wittle cwush? Pfft...Oh well. Even dorks needed friends. Good on him. She turned her gaze back at Anouk.

“So dude...how ya diggin’ it so far?”

Grr…

Grrwwll...

Grrrrwwwllll...

Why was the line moving sooo slowly?

It was torture.

All he wanted in life was food.

Food is life.

Life is food.

How is that difficult people?

The line inched closer ahead. Ted inched closer to madness. There were so many tiny people in line...he wasn’t tiny. He was big. Surely they’d understand if he were to step over a few of them. In fact…

The student in front of Ted turned around and gave him a weird look, though it was rather appropriate considering the tall ginger had propped up against the nearby wall and was now trying to put his leg over the newbie.

“Just go…freak.”

Ted smiled and moved up in line. Yet another step closer to glorious, delicious rewards. He found himself behind a somewhat tall blonde. Something seemed rather familiar about her...but there was no time for that. For now, there could be only noms.

After what felt to be an eternity in line, Ted found himself second only to the blonde. He was holding a tray and his mouth was like a faulty faucet. Everything looked so good…

“Ooh..it all looks so gooooood~”

Ted looked down at the blonde. She was in his head. Obviously his only choice was to not think.

…

…

…

Success!

“I’ll have one of everything!~”

Ted’s mouth opened. That was an option? By God…He looked from the food back to the blonde. Was this love? Was this what love felt like?

“I want one of evvvverything! Come ooon, hurry it up!"

She seemed to be looking at one of the younger chefs. Odd...Ted hadn’t seen this one before. Poor newbie...but lunch was serious business. Either he was cut out for it or not.

Ted took a couple small steps forward and was now standing beside the mischevious Biology teacher. Certainly Ted would recognize her if he got a good look at her but...well...more pressing issues were at hand.

Ted made brief eye contact with the chef, then one his hooks were in, he anchored it and cranked up the intensity to eleven. All blinking had been delayed until fooddown. This was life or death, people.

“Yes. I’ll have what she’s having. I want one of everything too. Well, not two of everything…”

Ted trailed off for a moment, pondering...then he came back to Earth with a twinkle in his eye.

“Actually, no, wait, yes, I want two of everything. Mmm.”

Ted leaned forward, losing all humor in his face. His mouth hanged partly open. Eye contact was still intensifying.

“Food me, bro.”

It would be Newbie’s Trial by Fire.

~Alexis Sinclair~

“...no. No. No. Nope. Nope. No. No. Nah. I can’t. I just can’t.”

Graham looked like someone had just killed his puppy. Alexis couldn't help but to chuckle a bit at his expression when he was told that was blood and not ketchup. Really, she couldn't understand why he was so easily freaked out, but it was going to be fun to mess with him if this was how he reacted to everything. Maybe she should play a prank on him...she wondered if he was afraid of spiders. Giant, fake, spider in his dorm. Hahahahaha, now that'd be priceless. Maybe she could sneak one into one of his jacket pockets or something when he wasn't looking.

...actually, better question. Where would she get one of those to begin with? If that biology teacher was anything like Graham was describing, or at least the rumors were somewhat true maybe she could get help from her.

A crashing noise interrupted her thoughts, drawing her attention to the three people in the floor who looked like they all just had tripped and fallen. Alexis couldn't help but to start laughing rather loudly at them. She had no idea what was happening, but at the very least it was gonna be fun to watch. Maybe a fight would break out.

...now, there was an idea. A fight would be fun. She could use the practice on these guys. She hadn't been in a good brawl in awhile so it'd be a nice change of pace. Hrm...eh, whatever. For now, food.

~Meredith Hillard~

"Uh, yeah, sure. Just a sec."

Yes. yes. YES! FOOD!~

The best thing on gods green earth. Well, it would be if she was religious in any way. Or was actually from earth. Or, well, actually tasted the food instead of just swallowing most of it whole.

but still. FOOD!

Meredith waited impatiently for the food to be brought to her. She licked her lips impatiently, rubbing her hands together in anticipation for the glorious food that was about to be brought to her. The school wouldn't let her anywhere near the kitchen usually, but she could still order a lot of food nonetheless. Thankfully, it didn't take long for the young looking chef to bring out the food. As soon as the trays were presented too her, an equal number of fleshy tendrils shot outwards, grabbing each of them from the chef with fleshy-hand like appendages before he could even say anything.

"Who are you? What do you do here?"

Hmm? He...didn't know her? Well, that meant he was probably the new student that had gotten put on chef duty for trying to break into the kitchen. Huh, well, she'd normally probably would have messed with him, but you do not mess with the guys who make your food. Well, time for an introduction! She quickly swallowed the food that she had quickly shoved into her mouth.

"Meredith Hillard," She replied with a grin, grabbing the boys hand, giving it a firm shake. "Biology Teacher! and you are Zacary Yoxall, correct?~" She let go of the students hand, bringing a tray back down to head-level so she could start eating. Really, having an almost infinite number of hands was really quite useful. She didn't understand how humans were able to get along so well without that function.

Funny little primates.

"Hehe, really you shouldn't miss your first class, but I guess I can't blame ya. Sneaking into the food storage is a favorite pastime of mine!~"

-Lukas Kunze : Cafeteria Entrance-

As Lukas squeezed Lonnie, he peered around to look at her face, his smile growing continuously as mischief took ahold of the reigns. Seeing that her face was beginning to turn into a lovely shade of red caused Lukas to elicit a small chuckle. His revenge was completed and now she was embarrassed in public. Of course, there was a slight price to pay for the path in regards to it. The telekinetic rookies hard pounded more furiously than usual, something Lonnie might feel on her back.

"Uh, er... sorry K-Kára, but I'm just 'greeting' Lonnie in my own special way... I'll get off in a bit just... hrggh... give me a sec to... nggh..." Lukas grunted as he struggled to keep the lovely Lonnie located in his arms to embarrass her. He was confident that she enjoyed these, but acted too harsh when he did it for an unbeknownst reason. As he made eye contact with Kára, there was a playful glimmer in his crimson iris', signifying why he did this to Lonnie. Even with the playful grip, his own whimsical fantasy ran through his head, causing his lip to slightly tremble.

Nervous and flustered, his grip tightened to the point where his hands were turning red themselves as if they too were blushing. As she forced herself against his arms, they slowly loosened themselves around the girl. Lukas knew his fun was over for now, but he knew he should at least attempt to make out what was left of it. Putting in one final push, Lukas attempted to hang onto Lonnie for a bit longer until his arms flew apart, disengaged thanks to the girls strength

"Well, looks like this little spiel is finally at it's close," Lukas thought as Lonnie then immediately thruster him to the side. Lukas didn't go flying a few feet, but rather a good few centimeters as he bounced on the floor a couple of times before coming to a complete standstill. Lukas groaned slightly as his face molded into one of complete irritation, before segregating himself from that mood set.

As Lonnie spoke her peace after brushing herself off, Lukas eventually decided to push himself off the ground. Back on his own two feet, giggle lightly he again at Lonnies displeased comment again. Eyeing the girl, a grin formed on his face as if he was a sleazy drunk. "Last time I checked, it was flirting that you abhorred, not hugs," Lukas said in a jovial fashion as he warmly grinned at her.

Deciding to put the nail into the coffin to completely clear up tho whole situation. Just before he could do that, his attention was diverted to a table gregariously howling with laughter. From what he noticed, it seemed a few devoted few were chortling about the discord here. "Seriously, can't they just mind their business about this whole predicament?" Lukas annoyingly sighed to himself before noticing something rather... peculiar about the bunch. As he glared at the few laughing, his eyes veered off to a familiar young lady amongst the rabble.

If any one up close to him took note of how he looked, his whole face would say jackpot right now. Lukas spotted the beautiful girl that Ziska was personally escorting yesterday. His grin a bit wider, he eyed the girl for a few seconds as if he was in a trance... before snapping out of it and recalling that he had to prioritize a few others important things.

Returning his focus to Lonnie, the boy reverted to his previous homely smile as he looks at Lonnie. With no tricks he would prefer to use, he was just frank with her in a friendly way. "... heh, apologies for that Lonnie, but I couldn't just let it go after you turned me into a sandwich. Best way to get back at you was to hug ya since you get flustered so easily when I do that. At any rate, lunch is on me as I got you something that will really spice up your day. Ditto for you Kára, you can have my food as I can always procure another dish."

Knowing the girl would probably dislike sitting on her ass for a while, Lukas took the liberty of walking a few inches to her. As they both spoke and responded, Lukas had a curious sensation in his eyes about this all. However, this wasn't the whimsical fantasy people usually dreamt of, rather a worrisome and volatile thought. The two conversed about being roommates, Lonnie giving out the most info of the two.

As Lukas stood in front of Kára, his head rotated back to Lonnie, his smile long gone. What became of it is a troubled frown with both of his eyelids drooping a bit. Lukas seemed a bit torments by something, but only released his words to Lonnie in a bland, but concerned tone of voice. "Lonnie, maybe you could tell me what happened to your previous roommate at lunch once we find a suitable table with Kára. I am rather... interested in why you have a new roommate, two at that matter and a new room."

Snapping back to Kára, he see me a little less disgruntled currently as his frown reverted back to a subtle grin at this point. Lukas' knees bent slightly over to war the maiden, Lukas outstretched his arm to Kára. "Here, let me help you up."