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[b]"Ha, well I'm ready to be a family whenever you all are. I mean we're going to be stuck together for a few years, so getting the drama out early is fine with me. Unless we don't have any drama and then I'm even more fine."[/b] West was pretty trusting of people and pretty hard to annoy. He tended to just like everyone somehow. Even three people as different as the three in his team. He thought about how different all of his team was when classified. They had a shrine maiden, a cowgirl, a hard rocker, and a knight. He hadn't been called that to often, but his love for the lance did come after watching a jousting tournament. West was also very glad to hear that Seth just wanted to rock hard, which he interepretted to do well in the school. 

He remained silent as Seth mentioned not doing anything. He had already put himself in a hole earlier on that subject. He knew he wouldn't do anything like that to either of them, but he couldn't say that they weren't his type. He wasn't really sure what his type was. He liked girls and both of his new roomates were rather attractive. They both seemed nice as well. He wasn't too worried about relationships now though. If anything happened it happened, but he needed to make sure becoming a hunter came first. He wanted to be the best and his own teamate was going to make that difficult.

The room was as large as Seth described, but West only cared that the buffet was large enough to match it. West didn't care about food that much and would forget meals often, but when he did take time to eat, he ate a lot. West continued off of the help Seth gave. [b]"Ha, yeah, you don't have to take what we take, but the way this works is you start here with the tray and walk along the food, once you see something you like, you take it. It's sort like preparing a meal, but it's for yourself, and these are the ingredients you get to work with. Things like chiken sandwhiches and quesadillas and orange chicken and shrimp and crab and pasta alfredo and mozzarella sticks and onion rings and pineapple and peppers and brauts and rice and pecan pie and sweet potatoes and..."[/b] West didn't realize that he had wandered off simply naming the foods he was taking and occasionally combining and smothering in various sauces. His eyes were bigger than his stomach at times, but not often. He found a seat with a tray full of food that was separated as best he could.  He had several plates, bowls and cups barely holding his food on his tray, and at times he just put his serving on the tray itself. He only took a small portion of everything he took, but a common problem he faced at buffets was the desire to try everything. He began inhaling his food, taking note of the others meal choices and their conversation as well.