<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td> </td></tr></table> A small femme sat quietly at a table, eyes skimming rapidly over a book. She bit lightly onto her lower lip; a habit that she had developed when deeply engrossed in a task. A green highlighter streaked over key words as she read. The femme sighed softly taking a large gulp off of her water. She had always been very health wise as she was very active and wanted to stay that way. She took her eyes off of the page after what had seemed like hours to look over her schedule. A small green paw reached into a pouch in a black and midnight blue striped messenger bag that she carried and pulled out her planner. She sighed deeply in exasperation after letting out a large yawn. Her usually sparkling eyes were dull and emotionless and blood shot due to a severe lack of sleep. She had to ace her next test in her Sorcery class or else.... Well, she wouldn't fail the course, but she was very conscientious of her well being in her classes. “What did I get myself into?! I guess spying would be even harder though." She muttered softly to herself, not really intending on anyone actually hearing her words.
Trisja hadn't even meant to hear what the 'dragon was saying. She was just about to walk by when she heard the femme's voice. Trisja decided that since she really didn't have anywhere to sit went ahead and sat with distressed 'dragon. <font color="purple"> Hi... do you mind if I sit here? I won't bother you in your studies...it's just there's no where else to sit...</font>
She looked over at the other and attempted a smile. She slid her stuff aside to let the femme have more room. "Yeah, you can sit here." Another small smile slid apon her face, warming up her demeanor a bit. You could tell she was a bit lonely, although, she didn't really try to hard to make friends so it really was her own fault. "Im Kalatsa, by the way."
<font color="purple"> Thanks, what are you studiying for? I need to go over some other things about my trades by tomorrow or I'll fail big time...</font> Trisja sat down and began to munch slowly on the disgusting cafereria food. She wished that she had brought her own meat. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>You probably don't know but before i could have sworn there was someone else posting here...maybe they deleted the posts.... :blink: :( ;) :o</td></tr></table>
Chiara smiled quietly to herself, her strands of hair lay untidy over top of her orbs. Rendering the colors of her eyes veiled to those around her. Her leathery wings opened up as she stretched her arms, muscles rippling as she flexed her arm. This was going to be a good day. She walked casually around the area, enjoying the site of her surroundings. She found 'dragons studying, whispering or just plain fooling around. Again, she smiled to herself. She happened to gaze upon a table, where two femmes were studying. They seemed worthy enough to converse with. She strode up to them, with tail swaying and digits reaching to move the hair away from her eyes. She revealed a violet hue. <font color="#3399FF">Hullo. Mind if I join you?</font> She realized only then that it would look odd if she had no books with her. Debating what to do, she finally decided to just try and make conversation.
Trisja looked up from the food beneath her at the other 'dragon. <font color="purple"> I don't mind, I could use somebdy else, who's not studying, to talk to in order to keep my mind off this disgusting food! </font> Trisja offered a seat to the other 'dragon next to her, telling the 'dragon her name, trying to act cheerful though the taste of the food in her mouth wouldn't evaporate.
Temyc sits down at the table without asking. Theres a big pile of meat upon his tray. He looks around the room for teachers real quick then turns back to the people. "Are any of you looking for a private eye?" he says in a low voice. He looks around the table with a eager eye. He needs work.
Chiara smiled her chesire cat grin. She sat down with no delay. <span style='color:#3399FF'>Haven't tried the food yet. And by the way you're talking about it, I'm not in much of a hurry. Heh. </span> She closed her wings so that the new 'dragon had some space. <span style='color:#3399FF'>Hey there. Ehm. I'm in no need of a Private Eye, no.. Lookin' for work?</span> She looked down at the male's tray then snickered, the male had a large appetite. Nothing wrong with eating alot, I suppose.
Trisja looked over at the two newcomers and said to the one with a large apetite <font color="purple"> Private eye eh? Can't say I do need one sorry...</font> Trisja pushed her tray away from her giving it a look of disgust making sure the newcomer who hadn't tried the food yet saw her face.
[OOC] sorry. Longer post than I normally make here. Temyc almost sighs with greif but he doesnt move. He takes a hunk of meat and chomps on it. "mmm. This is good stuff.....yeah. I am working for work. Names Temyc. I'm a spy...or private eye. I am just needing some work for money and experiance.....training to be a secret agent." He makes a slight chuckle and takes another hunk, chomps on it for a few seconds and swallows it down. He eyes the other at the table with him. The slightly distressed one looks hot. He makes a slight smile and winks at her. "I can get you a special price. Got a boyfriend thats acting funny?"
Chaira snickered slightly then swiped a piece of meat off the'males tray. She munched on it slowly, then took a few more bites before swallowing it whole. Her gaze shifted to the femme. <span style='color:#3399FF'>God, you made it look like it was disgusting. Actually it's quite tasty. If I do say so myself.</span> She grinned, and began licking her digits.
Trisja shrugged nonchantly <font color="purple"> Suit yourself! </font> Trisja stared down at her tray though now she stopped making faces and looked over at the others once more.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>Wow. Shortest of short short post, continues on. :blink: </td></tr></table> Chiara opened and closed her mouth numerous times before finally closing it. Eh... I won't say anything. <span style='color:#3399FF'>Oh. By the way, names Chiara. Don't think I properly introduced m'self. </span> She was trying to talk. Atleast she was trying.. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>Wow. I can't type today. ^-^</td></tr></table>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>If i'm barging in, sorry ^_^ </td></tr></table> Baal walked along the dark halls to the school cafeteria. He needed to make some new friends, perhaps ones that wouldn't die on him, or suddenly leave. He opened the door, noticing a group of pendragons surrounding a table. He smiled. There was an empty spot. He walked over to them and stuck out his hand. "I'm Baal, mind if I sit here?" he asked waiting for an answer. He was so nervous. It had been a while since he had talked to anyone, ever since his trip in Fronima.
Temyc whaped Chiara on the back lightly "About time I herd some names. Now it will be easier to find watch ya" he laughed a bit then stopped....figuring he would get no laughs. "I am Temyc. Private eye." He looked up at Baal when he spoke and smiled. "Yes...come friend! Sit next to me. To many women at this table anyways!."
He smiled and sat down next to the other male. "What classes are you all taking?". Way to go Baal, asking stupid questions again he thought putting his head down on the table. He was just trying to lead a normal life as a student, the one that Kayhda that stupid fool had stolen from him.
Temyc took a huge bite out of some meat then swalloed it down. "I am taking both fighting skills and Spying. I'm going to be a spy.," he says proudly [OOC]And the return of another shortpost! :lol:
Chiara flinched slightly then laughed. Temyc was an odd one. <span style='color:#3399FF'>Heh. Should I be worried? Or feel loved that I'm being stalked? </span> She stuck her tongue out at this. She was about to take out a bottle of OJ(with some other substance.. )but than she noticed the a male 'dragon come to the table. <span style='color:#3399FF'>'Lo Baal. Names Chiara.. Which I've said about 3 times now. Hah. I'm taking up hunting. Hopefully assasination, but not many teachers are willing to take any students. Yes... Wee.</span> She saluted the newcomer, then started mumbling to herself about random things.
Trisja had been silent for a moment then decided to join in on the conversation. <font color="purple"> I'm taking Pyrokenisis and Tracking, I'm Trisja by the way. </font> OOC: Sorry 'bout short AND late post
