[IC] Waverly Academy!

[Zeratul2k]

@SilverWolfAngel@Zeratul2k Kat smile at the girl and put her hand up. "Whoa no fight" she smile friendly held micheal arm. "I'm kat this is micheal. Were gunna get food you want to join us?" She ask softly thinking maybe making friends won't be so bad here.

@Wintersunshine

Michael straightened as Rika turned around ready for a fight, relaxing once she realized he wasn't looking for one. "Yeah, sure." He said before Kat mentioned that they were going to get food. He didn't wait for Rika's answer, motioning towards the queue. "Come on, let's get to it, I'm starving!" He said with a grin, looking back at Kat and Rika. He picked out a big sandwich and orange juice, waiting for the girls before picking a table and sitting down.

[Nuttynad]

Nadia looked around the library, marveling at how many books there were there. Big ones, small ones, really really thick ones. She continued to venture around the library until she found a piece of folded paper somewhere between the shelves. She took it and opened it up, finding a map of the school.

[SilverWolfAngel]

“Uhh…… sure.” Rika smiled, “I’m Rika. Pleasure to meet you.” Then followed the other two to the counter and glancing along the counter, her eyes becoming like dinner plates at the sight of all the food. There was so much! she grimaced trying to decide what she could eat, most of the food looked foreign to her, not that she hadn’t seen any of it before, but rather that it seemed off worldly to her, alien. She glanced at Kat, in the hope she could help. Rika had decided to trust these two, Kat and Michael, they just had that nice vibe about them, like they were someone who might be nice, who she could become friends with. @Zeratul2k@Wintersunshine

[BranchOfSin]

Mors looked around the cafeteria and a wide grin appeared on his face, he began to emit a killing intent without noticing it, this usually happened to him around a lot of people. 'More Prey, Ha, hahaha!' Mors slapped himself attempting to stop his train of thoughts. He was still emanating a killing intent, which could be felt from a mile away.