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Cafeteria, town, it made no difference to her. Though it was times like these that she considered getting better, stronger, with her ability to travel through shadows. Sure, it was kind of cheating, but who wouldn't mind getting from point A to point B quicker? Especially if it was a walk into town from campus. Maybe that would be the area she worked on strengthening this year given she had little desire to figure out if she could get strong enough to summon undead or command vampires - the first might be useful, though creepy, and the latter...she knew enough about vampires to know she wouldn't want to find out how one would react to finding out they had been controlled. 

Penelope folded the flier up and shoved it into her back pocket while she walked with Tony. She preferred settling up plans right away than let them stagnate. It helped make sure it wasn't forgotten.

Deciding what to eat was always so tough. Mostly because she never seemed to have an appetite. Considering all she had was a protein bar before a strenuous work out, she knew it was about time for an actual meal. So she got in line behind Tony and picked out a sandwich and a banana. 

Penelope had spotted the Wolfpack when they exited the line, but was going to ignore it until Tony kindly pointed them out. She did her best not to scowl, because there were a few that Tony was friendly with. But it was a tough thing to do - keep from matching glares with the upper rung members. The best she could do to not glare was keep a placid look on her face while making eye contact with the ones glaring. There was half a cafeteria between them and the Fitzroy Wolfpack, but that didn't really mean much when it came to the way shifters could move.

She set her shoulders, leveling her gaze with Conrad - a member that lost out on being lieutenant to the current one, and the one member she butted with the most after her freshman year after he tried more than putting moves on her at a party - as she continued on toward a different table. "[color=CD5C5C]Probably best to not pick a fight with a sorry lot of sods so early in the day.[/color]" Being on school grounds - they learned from experience - wouldn't matter much in the terms of explaining why two guardian applicants - auxiliary members to boot - got into a physical conflict with others from the student body. 

[color=CD5C5c]"Here's a good one,"[/color] Penelope said as she rounded then sat at a table. It had the benefit of being well away from the wolfpack as well as being close enough to a wall to make sure she could see the whole cafeteria. One too many fights had her overly cautious and not wanting to give anyone a chance to get the drop on her from behind. At least, no one she had the chance of seeing. Maybe she'd eventually kick the habit, but it would doubtfully be while she was attending Gringore.

She hid her glances around the room as best she could from others, but she knew Tony would notice. He always noticed. So she decided to make conversation with him between small bites of her sandwich. [color=cd5c5c]"So, excited for your final year? Looking forward to going to Rome for the test? That's coming up next summer, isn't it?"[/color] She knew it was coming up soon, before she was finished training here, and that she'd have to wait at least a year or two to take the test herself.