(Kseniya)
It was evident when Anna saw Gunner, her eyes lit up, but Niya barely looked at him until he was close enough to be discerned from the crowd. Her eyes instead were on the girl he was talking with. She was quite good looking and seeing that she was coming over to them gave her a shiver. Though she started to feel quite cold her cheeks were starting to build a blush. Sadly she hadn't gotten to clean up much from the ride on the plane and air port, so she looked like she hadn't been sleeping and a little in need of a bath. She gripped her tray tighter as they stopped to talk, coming right behind her in the line. When she was introduced she nodded shyly to them before stepping forward to purchase her meal.
The woman at the register looked like one of the Dhampirs that worked at the on campus cafe in Siberia. She wondered for a moment is she could speak Russian to the woman."Вы не принимаете рублей не так ли??" (You don't accept Rubles do you?) She gave a weak smile, trying to pull off the joke.
For a moment the woman just looked at her before laughing. "Не-а. Обменный курс сосет." (Nope. The exchange rate sucks.")
With a little warm feeling in her stomach from finding another Russian speaker so quickly, she stepped out of line and moved towards the table the others were either sitting at or moving to..
(Trishia)
She given her speech about Russian roots in language in the male Moroi lunch room. It was the strangest place she'd ever expected to give a speech, but it had come across almost flawlessly, even with the pages missing. Afterwards she's spoken to the head of the language department about her thoughts on getting a native speaker as a guest in her class, trying to slip in Aleksander's name once a while. Later, when the schools bell rang for lunch, she'd gone over to her refrigerator and made a made a peanut-butter and honey sandwich. With her stomach full she'd thought she wouldn't want to do much else, but then she'd remembered what Aleksander has said about him being on the watch in the cafeteria. With a few quick slaps of bread and peanut-butter she made a sandwich and then cut out a piece of baklava before putting both in a little paper bag.
Walking from one building to the other in the campus wasn't difficult, most buildings actually leading from one building to the next, and so she found herself at the entrance to the cafeteria a few minutes later. A pleasant smile was on her face as she walked along the outskirts of the tables, looking into the faces of some of the guardian shaperones before she found Aleksander's. She flopped on to the wall beside where he stood, smiling before she nodded. "Evening sir, I had hoped to find you here, how are the crew mates?" She gave a little fake pirate voice to her speaking.
It was evident when Anna saw Gunner, her eyes lit up, but Niya barely looked at him until he was close enough to be discerned from the crowd. Her eyes instead were on the girl he was talking with. She was quite good looking and seeing that she was coming over to them gave her a shiver. Though she started to feel quite cold her cheeks were starting to build a blush. Sadly she hadn't gotten to clean up much from the ride on the plane and air port, so she looked like she hadn't been sleeping and a little in need of a bath. She gripped her tray tighter as they stopped to talk, coming right behind her in the line. When she was introduced she nodded shyly to them before stepping forward to purchase her meal.
The woman at the register looked like one of the Dhampirs that worked at the on campus cafe in Siberia. She wondered for a moment is she could speak Russian to the woman."Вы не принимаете рублей не так ли??" (You don't accept Rubles do you?) She gave a weak smile, trying to pull off the joke.
For a moment the woman just looked at her before laughing. "Не-а. Обменный курс сосет." (Nope. The exchange rate sucks.")
With a little warm feeling in her stomach from finding another Russian speaker so quickly, she stepped out of line and moved towards the table the others were either sitting at or moving to..
(Trishia)
She given her speech about Russian roots in language in the male Moroi lunch room. It was the strangest place she'd ever expected to give a speech, but it had come across almost flawlessly, even with the pages missing. Afterwards she's spoken to the head of the language department about her thoughts on getting a native speaker as a guest in her class, trying to slip in Aleksander's name once a while. Later, when the schools bell rang for lunch, she'd gone over to her refrigerator and made a made a peanut-butter and honey sandwich. With her stomach full she'd thought she wouldn't want to do much else, but then she'd remembered what Aleksander has said about him being on the watch in the cafeteria. With a few quick slaps of bread and peanut-butter she made a sandwich and then cut out a piece of baklava before putting both in a little paper bag.
Walking from one building to the other in the campus wasn't difficult, most buildings actually leading from one building to the next, and so she found herself at the entrance to the cafeteria a few minutes later. A pleasant smile was on her face as she walked along the outskirts of the tables, looking into the faces of some of the guardian shaperones before she found Aleksander's. She flopped on to the wall beside where he stood, smiling before she nodded. "Evening sir, I had hoped to find you here, how are the crew mates?" She gave a little fake pirate voice to her speaking.