Kanala Wabae & Mark Tybalt
"whats up" Mark asked. Kana looked back over her shoulder at the girl she had been previously talking to.
"Oh you know nothing much accept this stupid thing just allowed me to hear all the insulting thoughts of that girl over there" Kana said shrugging. She looked down at the device it popping out of her bag slightly.
"I guess it's not to big a deal though. I mean other then in this class I'm sure I won't see her again" Kana added looking up to mark. He was quite a bit taller then Kana so every time she talk to him she was looking up at an angle. If Kana wasn't the type to look people in the eyes this wouldn't be a problem, but she was that type, so this was a problem. Kana waited for Mark's reply before starting to walk out of the classroom with him.
"So got any plans for the day" Kana asked. She grasped her bag with one hand worried it would fall off with how loose it was. It was then Kana thought about her appearance. She did look a bit messy. Maybe she should go home and fix herself up before she hung out with people. Then again the people that would judge her might not be the sort she would like to hang out with anyway.
Mark, having no real desire to wear the device any longer than he had needed to, removed the armband at the first sign that the professor had no real... well, obviously negative reaction to others doing so? He had observed a bit of chaos in the classroom, tame for the most part, but a bit of madness all the same. Either way, he slipped the crimson container off his arm and back into his hand, wherein the bloody coloration began to boil away back into a dimly lit green, perhaps partially ethereal state. Breathing a long, deep sigh of relief, Mark was confident that the vast majority had their own problems to worry about as Kanala did when he approached her table.
In some ways Mark's approach was out of curiosity, wanting to know what her experience was - doubtfully positive, given how much raw energy was flooded against many of the students - but at the same time wishing to ensure he did not give the impression of being a transparent friend. Mark had no enemies, yet, but he certainly had no real friends either as Kana was the only one he seemed to anchor any connection or interaction to; every other soul avoided him outright or he avoided them.
Noting Kana's tone and directness toward another student, Mark's eyes drifted toward her then back to Kana.
"I take it your experience was hardly ideal." Mark said, keen to make no mention of his own, allowing Kanala to stand from the desk and sling her backpack.
Following behind her he proved to shake his head slightly out of habit, adding a moment later his verbal reply rather than mere motion.
"In particular? No." He began, adjusting both his hat and glasses as he soon walked beside his much smaller cohort, "But I figured it would be a good excuse to wander and survey the outdoors here. At least before sunset - I don't imagine you see very well in the dark."
Mark continued the conversation, seemingly unaware of her inner conflicts as to what actions to take, which perhaps seemed a bit surprising; his animal, no, predatory instinct garnered from the feline minds he both assumed and consorted with didn't notice small traits like that subtle hesitation - particularly not with the amount of activity going on elsewhere around them. Proving to survey around them as they began out the hall further, Mark glanced down to Kanala who seemed to be having difficulty with her bag.
Impulse wanted him to just unsling her bag and carry it, as her frustration would be easily resolved, but at the same time, Mark was wholly unsure as to how she'd even respond to that; to him it made perfect sense, as the loose straps of her pack could just be slung over his bag rather than her fighting with it. His humanity begged to differ, as it would likely have a few connotations that he wouldn't intend. Either way, he diverted his focus back on to the conversation.
"That is if you're coming with me."
Kana walked next to Mark listening intently. The idea of walking around in the woods or beach sounded sort of nice. While Kana liked the beach or the rocky part right next to the sea, but when it comes to the woods Kana didn't have a lot of experience. She thought she might enjoy the walk though. She had seen woods before and been in them. When she visited the reservation where her grandparents lived they would often walk through the woods together. She didn't visit them often.
"Yeah, my eye sight in the dark isn't the greatest." Kana admitted. They walked down the hall and Kana got a better grip on her bag. It still bopped back and forth against Kana's thigh. It wasn't to big a problem, but it did annoy Kana a bit. "but yeah walking around , checking out the outdoors. It all sounds good" Kana told Mark nodding her head in approval.
"But my only condition is that you let me go change. I woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning, and didn't really have time to dress for the occasion of class. and defiantly not the occasion of walking around in the woods" kana explained stopping since she was about to take a turn down one of the hall ways that would lead them back to the dorms.
Mark proved to silently nod, eyes browsing through the students as they cleared from their classrooms and the hall - the duo not taking off with any great haste, at least by comparison. Mark had come to an understanding, or so he believed, that all things came in time; it was what one of his "mentors" taught him. Patience was a virtue, more than human beings could understand or comprehend, but more than anything rest or even calm was a reward all its own.
Stopping as Kanala did, Mark looked down the hallway - at first saying nothing with the expectation that he merely agreed in that her condition was non-negotiable. A few quiet moments between the pair passed before Mark proved to look down to his side where Kana stood, hefting her bag uneasily over her shoulder.
"Feel free to. I'm not hard to find, most of the time." He said, looking back toward the direction that would lead her outside and into the courtyard surrounding the massive castle-esque structure.
"I just advise you take nothing of great value with you - these forests do not..." Mark mused for a moment for the right words, "... seem particularly welcoming."
It was a strange thing Kana felt to say something like that. How could woods seem welcoming or not. Weren't all woods woods. 'Maybe Mark was also a tree whisperer, and all the woods are like "Grr get out of our woods"'Kana thought with a small smirk.
"Okay I'll keep that in mind" Kana replied. She left mark in the hallway quickly not wanting to keep him waiting long. Kana rushed down the halls still toting her heavy bag that swayed with her stride. People all seemed to be rushing everywhere. Kana herself had always walked with purpose in her feet. It wasn't something she was taught she would say, just something she was born with. Kana eventually made it to her dorm. The room wasn't too terrible far away.
Kana opened the door and ran over to her side of the room. She threw her bag on a nearby chair not caring to much about it's contents. She then remembered her bags contents. She ran over to it to check on her little machine she had gotten from Mr.Ruben's class. Thankfully it was intact. Kana breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you god, I know we don't talk much but like thats a solid right there" Kana joked making herself laugh. She set the machine down on the dresser and searched through her suitcase's contents. She finally choose a suitable to fit. She fond some tennis shoes and jeans. She added a tight fit v neck black T-shirt to the ensemble and she felt she was almost ready. Kana let loose her hair only to brush it out and put it back up again in a high ponytail. Kana looked herself over in the mirror.
"Okay seems good" She told herself with a nod.
Kana walked out of her room and down the hall back to where she had left Mark. Kana wished she had Mark's number, or maybe her phone. She had listened to Mark's request, and left it in her room. As Kana entered the courtyard she looked around trying to find Mark's large frame.
Mark hadn't gone far - in fact, there wasn't too much effort or reason to look for him on Kanala's half. He proved to be hiding in plain sight, or would be if he was even attempting to be elusive. It was neither worth the time nor effort, let alone serve no purpose in this case - it wasn't like he wished to avoid Kana.
Having set his bag down beside him and pursed through the contents, he had quietly taken account for everything he had brought with him - spare clothes being the most valued items, given the call of the forest lingered in the late afternoon air, even if upon daring closer to them that they warned of discomfort; it was a knowing, instinct really, within Mark that threatened him in a more positive light to avoid the forests alone, more so at dusk.
Hence why, on his need to explore, Mark preferred Kanala's company here and now. It wasn't a sense of inability to fend off whatever rubbed his metaphorical fur the wrong way, just that two pairs of eyes, ears and the assorted senses were better than one.
Noticing Kana's return, Mark lifted the heavy pack with one arm, slinging it.
"Ready?"
Kana nodded her head, her pony tail swaying slightly. She and Mark walked off towards the woods having small conversation as they did. At the edge of the woods they stopped, and Kana let mark lead the way.
