A visible frown arose on the tallest teacher's face, mentally berating the human race. Four hundred years, and this little kit hasn't found a single person to accept him, let alone a mate. What a sad, lonely life he must have. A bird landing on the zombie's shoulder briefly enraptured her, the sight reminding her that she hasn't eaten fro quite a while. For the second time that day, Meliona shook the thought of food from her mind, remembering where she was, and that she was supposed to be talking to a student.

Taking the Undead's hand, the brunette grabs the attention of the man, his cold, dead hand held within her own, warm and filled with life. [color=f7976a]"I-I'll be your friend, if you want me too."[/color], the vixen offered to the man. It was sad, really, that the longest living student within the Academy was the one with the least amount of companionship. The kitsune mentally swore that she would get the dead kit interacting with others, hopefully starting with the similarly socially weak vampire who hadn't approached the duo yet. [color=f7976a]"But before we become friends, we need to introduce ourselves. I'm Meliona, what's your name?"[/color] The zombie seemed to be quite out of it, but the brunette was quite sure that Hana could help in bringing him out of his shell.
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