Emmett's eyes opened quickly at the sound of trumpets, he felt his heart beat quicken a little bit and quickly tried to calm himself. [i]I'm fine, I'm not in danger, I...oh damn it.[/i] His body teleported on it own and suddenly his body hit the kitchen floor of his apartment. He laid there for a moment listening to Dawson's voice. He was just glad that he hadn't ended up in his neighbor's apartment this time, or worse stuck in the floor. He grumbled a bit looking up at the camera in his kitchen as he got up off the floor. 

Sometimes he wondered if Dawson enjoyed seeing everyone freak out in the morning, or if she expected people to get up this early. Not wanting to press his luck, he actually walked like a normal person to his room grabbing his glasses and get dressed in a simple black shirt and blue jeans. 

[i]Lets hope those classes are starting to pull off.[/i] He thought picturing the mall in his mind, before teleporting there. Emmett smiled a bit when saw that it had worked and he was here. Though the smile disappeared when he tried to move and realized his foot was stuck is the ground. He looked around before teleporting to where he was again. At least no one was there to see him. 

When he headed into the dinning hall, he was rather quick to see Jasmina. Though...that wasn't hard to do with the cat ears and tail. He blinked a little before smiling at her and quickly looking away, he knew that she [i]hated[/i] him. She had actually told him that a few times, but still Emmett didn't want to believe it. After all if Jasmina hated him so much, she wouldn't help him out of the wall, she would leave him there. Even if she didn't knock him around a little afterwords. 

He smiled at that thought before filling his tray, and heading towards her table to sit with her as always. Though Jasmina did look a bit more pissed then usual, he sat his tray with jam covered toast, bacon, and eggs down across from her. "Good morning." He said almost cheerfully, looking down at his tray instead of at her, preferring not to get slapped in front of everyone today.

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Monica took a deep breath as she got outside, enjoying the fresh air. It was so nice and relaxing here, if you looked past the fact that this place was a cage. Though it was much better then the cage of a house she grew up in. She could see the stars at night, hear the birds instead of traffic, smell something other than gasoline. It wasn't freedom, but it was as close as she would ever get again after her screw up.

For a moment she almost heard the screams again, but Monica shook her head quickly before she lost control again. No today she was going to try being in a better mood. She decided as she finally reached the mall. [i]Or at least I'm going to try.[/i] She thought before heading in not letting the fact she was a little late bother her. 

Grabbing one of the trays she filled a plate with bacon, eggs, and toast. Monica rolled her eyes looking towards the table that Rebound girl was sitting at. What was it with her always stealing the orange juice? Monica cursed to herself a bit taking a glass and getting apple juice instead. Normally Monica would sit by herself, but it looked like there weren't any empty tables. 

[i]That's okay, I've met a few of those people.[/i] That after all was one of the good things about her job, she had met a few people putting out fires. Seeing the guy from the bowling alley she smiled walking over and sitting with him. "G..good morning. Your Jack right, the guy from the bowling alley?" She said nervously talking to others not being her strong suit, not being something she had the chance to do much growing up.

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Zaniel’s smirk widened as Persephone talked even if she wasn’t showing her anger, he still knew her well and he was still able to pick up a slight tone of annoyance in her voice. “Hmm? I don’t know that I really should do it more? Honestly you get all squeaky when you’re mad, so who knows.” He answered with a slight laugh, still getting a little bit of enjoyment out of picking on her. He really wasn't trying to be an asshole, he just enjoyed picking on her, in fact Persephone was probably the only one he was this nice to. Or at least tried so hard to be, she was one of his few friends and he actually had a slight crush on her. Still he let the shadows slowly fade away and the light of the sun through.

"Yes I know, but I'm not hungry. Besides finding somewhere to sit, having to talk to people I don't know. Trying to be nice, ugh." He answered looking down at her as he talked, smirk turning into a smile as she looked up at him. "I'll get something for lunch though. You know you talk so highly about breakfast, why aren't getting some?" He said before seeing that dark look in her eyes she sometimes get. 

Zaniel wasn't paying enough attention to her neck to notice why she had went all dark there for a second. Still he gave her a weird look before laughing a bit at her next question. "Not really, I wasn't really planning on working until I had to." He answered honestly, unlike Persephone he wasn't really that much of a workhorse, he would have much rather just slacked off. 

Also being on his hands and knees digging holes for her plants was a rather tiresome job. Still he let out a sigh and picked the small garden shovel up off the ground where he had left it yesterday. "Alright point out where you want the first set of rows." He finally said looking down at her, if he didn't like Persephone so much, he would insist on planting the plants instead of digging. Though the plants would probably die as the only thing he knew about plants Persephone had taught him.