Nishka shrugged dismissively of the instructor's obviously dislike for her. People tended not to like her at first glance, or much in general. Not that she cared much. [b]"Yeah, yeah, I'm going. Sir."[/b] The belated addition of the title and the snort that followed afterwards made it rather clear what she thought of him. She pocketed her bag and began walking towards the class room before a vaguely handsome blonde accosted her with an inquiry. Nishka analyzed him for a few seconds, then kept walking and said,[b] "Sure why not, what'd ya wanna to know?"[/b]