[center][h2][color=6ecff6]Isa : Anisim Misolav[/color][/h2][/center]

[color=f7941d][i]I move slowly down the hall and towards the cafeteria, my head still pounding and my body sore, as if I'd been in fist fight ro something, but I didn't remember getting into a fight or being beaten... oh wait... I did sort of start a fight didn't I? But I didn't get pummeled then... it must have been after I was shot then... figures, Vlad was a sadistic bastard, he'd certainly be beating everyone, and probably especially Roxy. That irked me somewhat, but it was just tough luck for the girl. She'd have to live with it or die trying as there wasn't anything I could do about it right now. 

I set myself erect, and proud, and stride confidently into the room, I wasn't about to show weakness in here. I may have lost the fight, but I wasn't beaten. I take an empty seat, noting the scarred figure already seated, not recognizing him immediately I assumed him to be the boy in the dark hoodie that had stayed in the shadows for most of the previous meal. I nodded in his direction but then focused on my breakfast.[/i][/color]