[@knighthawk] 

Julian didn’t try to suppress the frown that graced her lips after realizing she’d pronounced the professors name incorrectly, and made a mental note of how to properly say it later on. She didn’t want to come off as rude, at least, and not put in the effort. She followed the professor along quietly just as the remaining students began to disappear in other directions, her eyes catching a few as they scuttled off into buildings, but paid little attention as she focused on what the professor was saying.

“I have a pretty basic knowledge of computers, I suppose.” She began, actually thinking about how much she knew. She’d never had time to really tinker with computers much while living with her parents; her education was always top priority. “I’d mainly like to learn practical skills, actually.” She spoke up a bit more, general interest in her tone. Technology was an essential part of the world today, and as far as she was concerned, not understanding it could become a problem later on. That, and she’d heard a lot of fun things about online gaming, she thought and smirked subtly. 

“Modern is perfect!” she couldn’t help herself from spouting the comment, but quickly caught herself. “Erm, I mean that, I’ve gotten a bit tired of rigid teaching methods. I’d be very interested in taking one of your classes.” She explain in a more polite tone. Despite sounding like the prim and proper lady that her parents evidently abandoned her as, she hoped to branch away from that way of life. She wanted to have a bit of fun, honestly. 

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[@HHShetland]

“Mm, true. Fate is a fickle lady.” Daisy nodded, understanding a bit of where he was coming from. She’d never been raised to believe in any specific religion, but her mother was a very spiritual person, and a lot of that seemed to rub off on her from a young age. The opossum girl smiled and bounced Sumat’s name around in her head, along with his accent, and tried her best to remember it, not that she thought it’d be much trouble, being as unique to her vocabulary as it was. 

She nodded again when he made a comment on her own name, which was a correct. Not many people could tell at first glance, thanks to her white hair and odd features, but she was Italian on her father’s side. The only true sign she held of her heritage was her naturally tanned skin. Just as she opened her mouth to answer, though, Trey swept through with an introduction, and then just as quickly, a farewell as he left to take care of his luggage. He was kind enough to give a handshake and a brief wave before leading, however, so Daisy didn’t much mind. She hoped they meet up later on as well, if only for a chance to see a familiar face around campus. 

After Trey’s leave, Daisy turned to Sumat with another soft smile. “Would you like to get some lunch?” she offered, feeling a bit hungry herself. She’d finally managed to talk to someone here, and was completely ready to let the conversation die before she got to know the other mutant. Besides, it seemed like a good chance for them both to find the cafe here on campus.