[b]Rebecca Holloway
Building 1 Cafeteria[/b]

The kitsune had left. Bemoaning and begrudging their life choices, no doubt. Rebecca didn’t say anything. Sometimes you can’t help people get out of their funk, but she could still get her to the point where it was easier to do so on her own. Rebecca shoved her hands into her jeans pocket and watched Miyuki stalk off towards her room with a certain level of gloom in her wake.

[i]Rather moody if you ask me.[/i] She thought to herself. Something inside her made a noncommittal response. [i]Wasn’t asking you.[/i] Something bubbled in her mind. [i]Simmer down, slimeball.[/i]

Rebecca turned to the small girl next to her who noticed one of her tattoos. “Yeah sure thing, kid.” She said. [i]Hearts and minds, girl. But willing to splatter them if necessary.[/i] There was a sharp sort of pang in her head. [i]Lighten up, it was a joke. God, you’re so touchy today.[/i]

Having company would be nice. Might be nice to even make a small gathering out of it, though she was sure that Miyuki would rather spend the rest of the night with her girlfriend. Time would tell. But there was still something she needed before she left. She turned to Yumeiko.

“So what do you guys want? I doubt you’d like me to grab you some greasy burger from a fast food joint. Unless that’s your thing, of course.” She asked the foxgirl.