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"N-Nice," she let go and trotted along the hall once more.
"Hey wait up!" He ran so he was walking next to her.
"N-Nice," she let go and trotted along the hall once more.
"Hey wait up!" He ran so he was walking next to her.
Cammie knocked on the doors of the huge house that she was sent too.
6034, 6034… Oh. "So are you going to eat breakfast?"
Moraphe glances up from a large pot he has been stirring. "Ah, there we go. Why don't you all go sit down? If you're not hungry, that's fine, you don't have to eat anything. But you can still sit."
He heard knocking. "Oops, that'll be another one, I suppose," he commented, and dashed off.
6034, 6034… Oh. "So are you going to eat breakfast?"
"I guess so, you?"
Cammie was met with the sight of the door opening leading to an old man. "Hello?" She greeted not sure if this was right.
"Hello there!" he said brightly. "We were just about to start breakfast. Would you like some oatmeal? And I can assure you, this is indeed the right place." He sighed, though he was amused. "So many students come here, wondering if this is the right place."
She shrugged, "I've accepted fate. We're going to be here who knows how long. If I don't eat, I'll starve and die. If I eat, it might be poisoned and I'll die. Either way, I've got a high percentage on dying, and I'd rather die with a full stomach."
Abiliene sat stiffly at the large table, hands folded in her lap.
"So many students come here wondering if t-this is the right place," Vien repeated in a high-pitched voice, just loud enough for Beau to hear as he sat down in one of the far corner seats. He glared at the old man for a moment before fixing his gaze on the oatmeal
She shrugged, "I've accepted fate. We're going to be here who knows how long. If I don't eat, I'll starve and die. If I eat, it might be poisoned and I'll die. Either way, I've got a high percentage on dying, and I'd rather die with a full stomach."
Ajax laughed, "You make a fine point there. Do you know anyone else?"
"So many students come here wondering if t-this is the right place," Vien repeated in a high-pitched voice, just loud enough for Beau to hear as he sat down in one of the far corner seats. He glared at the old man for a moment before fixing his gaze on the oatmeal
A small grin spread across Beau's face as he sat down across from Vien. He glanced back at the old man, furrowing his brow faintly as he studied the new girl who had just walked in. "There he is…" Beau muttered, referring to the old man as he looked back towards Vien.
"No. None of us really wanted to get all buddy-buddy yesterday," she still didn't want to much, but eh.
"If another guy doesn't show up j-just in case soon, I swear I'm going to put a tracking spell on the old guy," Vien muttered, reaching for a glass of water that he sipped bitterly. "Freaky old guy needs to s-stop being freaky."
"I heard that," Moraphe said sternly, coming into the room with Cammie.
(can I just like walk in?)
(Feel free! They're in the kitchen)
"That was the point, s-santa," Vien sneered, taking a sip of his water as he resisted the urge to simply take food and leave. In fact, upon second thought, that was a great idea. He leaned over to Beau as he reached for a bowl. "Grab some food so we can ditch this g-guy," he mumbled as he began to dish himself up
"I'm sorry if I don't seem trustworthy," he sympathized. "You're certainly not the first student to see me as having malicious intent."
(Feel free! They're in the kitchen)
(K, thx!)
"So I am going to ask you something; what can I do to make you trust me?"
"No. None of us really wanted to get all buddy-buddy yesterday," she still didn't want to much, but eh.
"Maybe they will at breakfast, hopefully not, but maybe,"
(The heck was that, ty? XD )
Raven quietly walked into the kitchen, and sat in a chair and quietly looked around as she fiddled with her fingers.
(Logn story but I put it on the wrong RP… Lol)
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