[center][b]Loreal[/b][/center] Her first class of the day went about as it did last year: introductions then actual work. Admittedly, the introductions were at least kept short since, as a freshman, all the general information was covered about the Black Gate. Admittedly, though, Loreal didn't remember many specifics. She was cold through the whole class, too, her hands constantly rubbing together or up to her mouth as she breathed hot air into the palms. As people talked about themselves in the room, her attention was pretty lacking. She was busy of thinking what she would say. Though she realized she missed something interesting with the vampire-snake-lady sat down with half the class' attention still glued to her as introductions continued. When it was her turn to introduce herself, she stood up and flipped her hair with confidence. "I'm Loreal. Just Loreal. We don't really have surnames at home," she explained with a shrug of her shoulders. "I'm also used to warmer weather," she added before sitting down again and rubbing at her shoulders. Then introductions continued and wrapped up before class started--about as boring as one would expect, as well. [center]~[/center] Finally, the bell rang for lunch period to start and Loreal gathered what little she had and stood up to leave. Though, the vampire-snake girl caught her on the way out. She blinked in genuine surprise and pursed her lips, remembering she was the same vampire-snake girl to strip in front of the school. She remembered her name because it was similar to an old friend's--Arianna. "Ariadne, right?" she asked, mostly assuring herself that she did indeed remember the name. "Er, you could eat," she suggested pointedly. Then she added with a sigh, "I'm not eating with anyone yet, if you want to join me." With the offer on the table, she started for the door again, her stomach rumbling. [center]______________________________ [b]Dagny[/b][/center] Dagny wasn't a fast person, but when that bell rang for lunch, she could suddenly rival an Olympic sprinter. The dragon gathered up her bag--a small bag with just a notebook and pencil and any collected paper--and headed for the cafeteria. She was quick to stack her tray with food—well, meat. And really only meat. Before she left the building, she had two trays stacked high with slabs of meat: steak, chicken, pork, you name it. Though, instead of finding a seat with the other students, she started for the door… Though, she frowned when some rumors caught her ears. “Yeah, he just assaulted her—“ “…second year vampire chick…” “…after her stunt this morning.” “The Draconian—“ Dagny’s scowl furthered and she paused in her steps. Though quickly decided that she couldn’t do anything about this on an empty stomach. So she moved outside and to the court yard where she came to a snow covered bench. With a full tray in each hand, she found herself struggling to stay balanced as she kicked some of the snow off the bench. Then, she sat down and set a tray on either side of her. As she picked up the first piece of meat, her throat started to glow. Then she held the meat aloft and spit a stream of fire at it and her hand until it was charred to her liking. From there, the dragon took steady bites of her meal, chewing only a minimum as she looked around at the snow covered grounds.