[u][i]Amanda Daisy Blackmore.[/i][/u]

Amanda laughed at Red, how obedient! However, this is not a conversation for little boys to hear - It's time for the [i]adults [/i]to start talking. "Butt-slave, you are free to go for now. Mistress has to talk. Go entertain yourself with Debby. But don't go too far, you don't know when Mistress might need you!" She pointed at Deborah, and then gestured for Red to leave. She would need him later. When class starts. She smiled at Red as he walked off. Then she turned to Matt, nonchalantly "Don't talk shit about my Daddy." She willed a fork into her hand and pointed it at him like he was going to stab him, before dropping it on the floor. She had a crazed smile on her face the whole time. "You should be [i]thanking[/i] him, anyway. He created a gift to humanity; me." She put her fingertips on her chest, smiling smugly. "Yes, little [i]Red[/i] Riding Hood has elected himself to be my bitch." She started laughing, she leaned in closely so Red wouldn't hear and whispered, "We made a little deal, ya' dig? I tell him everything I know, and he does whatever I say. Well, I decided to fuck him by telling him a little bit, then saying it's all I know." 

Amanda pulled back and grinned ear to ear. Matt asked if she was new, she responded with a loud, "Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" She put her hands up and started shaking them left-to-right. "Comin' here for five years. I ain't a newbie." She made a metal-tooth pick and put it in her mouth to get some pieces of waffles she had left. "I've been tearin' it up since I got here. Fuckin' up people in the arena, and making everyone [i]believe[/i] who's the bitch in charge." 

"But, I know what you want..." Amanda got close to his face, "You want a date!" She loudly announced. "What makes you think that you're worthy of the [i]illustrious Amanda Blackmore?[/i]" She looked him dead in the eye, super dramatic. This would have been the most serious she has ever appeared! [i]"Yes.[/i] Maybe I'll take you out to the woods and let me guard down...." She said in a sultry tone, giving her the sexy-eyes.

This moment was all romantic and shit, then fucking Tin Man's one armed cousin came and fucked it all up! If it was possible, Amanda would turn her head 180 degrees and stare this metal fucker square in the eye. But that would be painful, so she turned around and looked at him. She stood straight up, and put a hand on her hip, and she asked, "Fuck you talking about Tin-Man? We young and invincible!" She explained. "We don't have to worry our enemies-" Amanda finger quoted, "-taking advantage of our lowest moment. Because make our enemies disappear! Sleep with the fishies!" 

[u][i]Matthias Landon Oxenford, & Sylvia Lana Bertoose.[/i][/u]

Some other fucker came up to the table and started spouting some pseudo-philosophical crap like he was a blind old man. Sylvia looked up at him, yup, a bonafide weirdo if she saw any. Hair that covered his eyes, weirdo eyes, the way he talked (Like who talks like that?)... Just ugh! It wasn't a stretch to say that Sylvia already didn't like him. "C'mon,[i] what's your face[/i], just having some harmless fun! Not a case of [i]'who's beneath who'[/i] or whatever you're talking about." Sylvia leaned back in her chair.

Matthias was talking, but like before, nobody can hear him. He wondered why.

"Oh, yeah, let me fix that." It didn't take any effort at all, but she gave Matthias the ability to talk.

"Hey, hey, don't do that again!" Matthias immediately said. He put a fist to his mouth and coughed, "I will be fine, friend. I don't get hurt that easily...."

Sylvia had grabbed the guitar she had rested on the table and started lazily strumming it. When Matthias said 'He doesn't get hurt that easily' Sylvia rolled her eyes. Like, honestly, people say that shit all. "126." She blankly said.

"What?" Matthias responded.

"... That's how many times I heard bullshit along the lines of that." Sylvia said, with a dry expression on his face.

"I can heal from anything! Believe me, hitting my hand on the table wouldn't do anything!"

"Oh really? Regenerator, eh? Prove it." Sylvia said with a grin on her face. She knew that it was probably likely this kid was a regenerator. She just wanted to see how far he'd go. For no reason at all. "Cut one of your fingers off and put it on the table."

"Wait, no! That'll hurt." Matthias objected.

"Then you aren't a regenerator, faker." Sylvia stuck her tongue out. "Bet you lied your way right into this school."

[u][i]Shannon Jacqueline Balore.[/i][/u]

This idea was starting to get amusing. Though, the unnecessary display of power annoyed Shannon - She disliked a show-off. "You know me, the more detail the better...." Shannon took a sip of her coffee, looking at Valjean. "It doesn't really matter if he knows it was us or not. All talk after all." She grimaced. "You know my ability, I can hog tie him with a thought...."

[u][i]Jake & Gabe Valos.[/i][/u]

[quote="Maxx"]"Yeah, there's a fuckton of emo chicks running around here." Sam replied "I feel like I'm in the middle of a My Chemical Romance concert. A lot of the people around here seem to be really aggressive too, like that bitch Valjean. The weirdest guy I've met, though, is probably my roommate. I didn't see advertisements for fucking one-armed robots in the brochure!"[/quote]

"Oh, I guess Vespera is one of them?" Jake asked as he leaned back in his chair, putting his hands behind his back. This school seemed entertaining. So many strange and aggressive people inhabit this island. Jake always knew they'll find a light in the darkness. "Oh, yeah, we've dealt with that brand of people in the past...." He trailed off.
 
"Pttf, the problem with this school is that everyone's either an annoying twat or a moron who's are hell bent on making themselves out to be top dog." Gabe's eye peered towards Sam. "When, honestly, you take away their powers and what are they?"

"Loud bitches?" Jake said, sarcastically flat. Before he changed to a serious deposition and looked at Sam. He changed the subject to room mates. He swore he saw a metal man at the corner... Oh yeah, there he is. He's talking to that annoying, girl, Amanda. "You mean like that guy? Heh... I would rather sleep in the jungle than with him..." 

"... A rare sentence, Jakey!" Gabe said, mocking Jake's... preference. 

Jake bumped Gabe's shoulder with his fist. "I didn't mean it like [i]that![/i]" He was laughing, and his tone was rather amused. They made such comments all the time.

"Hmph, but yeah, Jake and Little Dragon probably got the best room mates here.... I got paired with the street rat...." Gabe hissed.

"And how's that going?" Jake asked

"She stays the fuck away from me, I stay the fuck away from her." Gabe took another sip of coffee. "Honestly, I would have it no other way."

[u][i]Deborah Lillian Termellio.[/i][/u]

Getting information out of Vera was harder than she realized. Because of her own weakness, she had to rely on her own senses instead of her power to figure things out... Which was pretty fucking hard. So, it was a godsend when Vera actually explained a few things. Okay, apparently she knew Chris before, and he was a nice guy. Deborah looked as she took a sip of her coffee. Some random guy shoved Chris to the ground ([b]Tough guy, likely a former gang member.[/b]) which got a drink poured on him ([b]Orange Juice.[/b]). [i]Thanks power, I couldn't have realized that myself![/i] Debby rolled her eyes as she continued watching. What was interesting was the boy's power, Deborah saw him use it and got a goldmine of information ([b]Has a powerful biological ability. He can break down other organic materials for sustenance. Which is required to keep him going[/b]). Matt basically shrugged off the water getting poured on him, and absorbed it into his body ([b]Doesn't want confrontation, despite obvious advantage, but he also doesn't want to show weakness.[/b]). This Matt fellow was obviously just another tough guy to wander in, but he had actual strength to back it up, and at least knew it would be preferable to avoid fighting outside the arena. Though, Deborah was going to put him on her list of people to avoid. Just because.

The question caught her off guard, since she was focusing so much on Matt and Chris that she forgot about Vera. A side effect of getting caught up in your own thoughts. "...O-oh yeah, it was great." Debby quickly answered, though she was stumbling. After getting a moment or two to get into the rhythm of the conversation.

Chris said goodbye to Peter, leaving the Tin Man to his own devices, while coming over here. This actually might work in her favor, because she can actually read him ([b]Old friends. Haven't seen or spoken in years. Vera's shock confirms it.[/b]) Hm, this might require a bit more of a backseat role. Not to interrupt their reunion or anything, and so she can focus on making connection and getting information. A moment of note was when Vera brought up the cut on Chris's palm ([b]Received it when he was knocked over by Matt.[/b]). Once again, she was caught off guard when Vera addressed her. God dammit, she wanted to be alone with her information! "Hi!" This time, she wasn't stumbling, because how could she? However, she urged them to ignore her while she reads them, "... But, don't mind me, go on with your reunion." [i]... And spill all your delicious secrets.[/i]