Brvr "Th-thank you..." Brvr stammered, taking a strawberry. "I didn't w-want to scare them off, and your the first person a met so... I just wanted to m-meet someone but I don't know about these people cus they seem scary. I wouldn't be talking to you if I hadn't bumped into you..." He huddled smaller in his hoodie, eating some of his salad. It was much better then most of he had eaten before, and he made small noises of gratitude as he ate. When he was done, he had wolfed it down, he found Addy starring at him and he 'eep'ed and made himself smaller. Glitch Glitch put another toothpick in his mouth and shrugged. "Beats me, all I know is that I gotta find some more things around town. Yall's gonna get boring you know?" He stepped away from the wall and began to walk inside, though he felt the jacket was overdoing it a bit, and turned on the lavender town theme on repeat. "See yall later, I'll hang whenever you want. I'm good in a fight, you can count on that." As he walked into the building they probly noticed that the sword on his back had dispersed. He smiled another one of his creepy, sharp, grinns.

She stood at the rooftop, stairing down at the ground seeing students connersing outside. Her face remains blank, though inside her mind she is dancing and eating cake..with..who? She frowns, thinking once more, causing more burden...on herself. She turns, walking away from the edge of the rooftop, the wind blowing behind her, feeling at peace. She kneels down at the middle of the rooftop, closing her eyes for only a second as her right eye...burns. A pink flame appears on her eye, a straight pink line following her skin to her left palm. The concrete ground below her cracks, pieces of concrete began fading away, leaving a circle of cracked pieces of concrete. Her hand raises above her, metallic black pieces form, reaching its maximum size, Killer. She called her weapon Killer, the gun forms a few inches over her palm, pieces of the gun forming onto her hand quickly and at the end of the formation a blade forms at the tip. The extract of concrete raises, going into the barrel of her gun, forming into seperate groups, liquid, energy, and solid. " Energy " She says with a monotoned voice, "no-damage " code words no damage when the bullet hits something solid, liquid, or energy. She points her extremely large gun torwards the door, the barrel consuming the wind around her creating a small vortex in the barrel. A grey light comes from her gun, "Shoot. " She commands as a blast of energy-based concrete rushes towards the door and exploding, though no damage is caused...but a the sound of an exploison of clashing concrete and metal activates. She didn't worry that much, the sound wave was loud but only lasted for a few seconds. Her gun fading away piece by piece, finally revealing her left arm, the etching on her skin deleting and the flame dispersing into smoke. She was at piece once more, know one was outside, she felt safe to jump and she did. Jumping about (insert number of floors) and landing, leaving a small sized crater beneath her, feeling no pain but the sting of her legs as she landed. Turning as she entered the halls of the school to go to the lunch room.

Rosalyn would LOVE to teach Bride how to cook, it was one of his favorite things to do and passing on those skills that he honed was a big goal of his. Along with opening his own sweets company, or just a cafe, he'd be happy with a little cafe. The only problem was that he had never taught anybody before and he wasn't entirely sure how. But still... "I would love to teach you!" He said in an absolutely delighted tone. Then there was the matter of Bride helping him carry his bags. He didn't have many, only three. One was stuffed full of clothes, another kitchen supplies, and the last pretty much everything else, toiletries, makeup, books, a small banner with his family's symbol on it, things like that. Since he could lift nearly a ton, he didn't need to pack lighter bags. They were all pretty heavy, especially the kitchen one. But there was an easy solution to that to make Bride still feel like she was helping without embarrassing her. "I think I can handle my bags, but would you be willing to get the cooler that would be wonderful!" The cooler wasn't too heavy, but it was still really important considering he may need it for lunches. Rosalyn started cleaning up their lunch stuff, putting everything back in the cooler that needed to be in there. "Would you mind throwing our plates away?" He asked, peeking his head out of the backseat of the car. He thought it was a little weird bringing his family's banner with him, but anybody from the magical side of the school would know it instantly and know not to mess with him. Its was mostly for his potential roommate than anything, and a reminder of life he'd had before coming here. He also had his family's traditional battle uniform for any costume events or meetings of the magical side. It was the female version of course.

Bride giggled and smiled, he was excited to able to learn from Rosa. Maybe finally able to bake some cookies that doesn’t taste like grass and roses. He nodded his head as he helped with the cooler but waited for Rosa to clean up. Bride got the paper plates and looked for at rash can to throw them in. He found one a bit far but he was able to throw them away. He went back, just as he was about to carry the cooler for Rosa it was really too much for him. Being too fragile and wanting to helping was a really bad combo. As he lifted it his arms gave up immediately and he had to drop it back down. “mmnn….” He grumbled with disappointment, he really wanted to help as a way to say thanks for the meal but he was just to weak physically. Bride tried again, lifting it once more but his arms just gave up and he had to put it back onto the floor. He felt so embarrassed that he can’t do one job. He crouched down and covered his face, why he got to be so weak he wondered. Maybe one more time would help; he then tried once more to carry the cooler he almost got it lifting it up to his knees until he dropped it. Luckily nothing fell out but it made Bride feel so bad. “I-I…I’m sorry, I c-can’t carry it…” Bride finally admitted it that he couldn’t carry the cooler. Looking away from Rosa from his embarrassment. Hana watched as Glitch walked away, he sort of like the kids enthusiasm to fight though, it showed he had spunk. ‘Okay kid, hey lets meet up later for the party I can introduce you the other guys!” He waved at Glitch who as walking away he turned to his other Yankees. They had an uneasy smile on their faces like they were unsure about things. “Boss… you sure you want the kid to join, he just pulled a sword out of Iyo…” One Yankee said, it proved a point though. No one ever did that to his little twin brother but himself…and some idiots who mistaken Iyo from him. “No worries for now, if something bad goes I will stop it! I am your big brother boss guys! I can handle it!” The others began to cheer up and Hana gave a happy smile. He was glad to be a part of the gang. Iyo after getting away from the creep and telling off his brother from the cash he stole he was getting hungry. He decided to go to the café for some grub, he preferred his mom’s cooking it felt more comforting than the food at the cafeteria but get what you get. As he went in the cafeteria he immediately got himself some tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches. A perfect combo and a good way to get energy. Iyo needed the energy for the huge dance performance later at the party and gymnastics after that. Looking around for a place to sit he saw an unfamiliar guy (Marcus) eating alone at a table. Making new friends seems like a nice idea to start the school year. He sat down near him and wave. “Hi, can I sit here? My name is Iyo.” Iyo said calmly, trying to get a good start with the guy. Penn was running of, he was in a rush to finish page 218 for volume 6 of his newest BL manga series. It was terrible because his dead line for the chapter was in two days and he still had to work on 7 more pages. He was clutching his folder with the pages he drawn and his pencil case filled with pencils, easers and sharpeners. Penn was not having a good day, ever since being forced to go to Orean it was like he had no choice but to interact with guys. He had a strange fear over them even though he is a guy. He bumped into five guys in which tried to help him as he looked so nervous but it gave him so many reasons to be nervous. While running Penn stepped on his shoelace, which caused him to fall, his paper went flying out of the folder. Poor Penn as he tried to regain his mind form the fall, trying to get each page hoping he will not lose it. “Oh dear, why… Not now…” He muttered out as he tried to get ever page back in his folder, there were so many pages on the floor that made him worry that he had to redraw some scenes if he had lost them. He did not know though that there was a person (Lisa) there reading.

Lisa Lisa looked up from her book when a boy tripped over his own feet directly in front of her, scattering papers everywhere. She sighed and pushed herself up, starting to gather the pages with the boy. "Really," She said, barely even looking at what she was picking up. "How could someone be so clumsy to trip over a flat surface?" She glanced down at the page she was holding and instantly handed the stack to the boy. "A-anyway, be more careful. You could hurt yourself if you don't pay attention." She said, a slight flush covering her face. Free The wind rushing through her hair and feathers was the most wonderful feeling she knew, and she enjoyed every second of it as she circled the school below her, high enough to be mistaken as a bird. She saw one of the rooftop doors swinging open, and was glad she didn't have to find somewhere far away to hide her landing. Settling softly on the roof, she hid her wings before anyone could see her and walked through the door, closing it behind her. "You should always remember to close doors because it's polite." She muttered to herself, then turned to walk down the stairs and stopped, seeing another girl there. "Uhhhh, hi!" She said, her smile coming back.

- Marcus - He looked up when a guy suddenly sat down beside him "Oh... hi" he turned to him "Nice to meet you Iyo, I'm Marcus". he pushed his plate away and smiled "What are you up to? just felt like making friends?" he looked him over he looked like a good person, maybe he'd found his first friend here, he wouldn't mind that.

Iyo ate some of his grilled cheese sandwiches and nodded, it did seem like a good day to make new friends. “Yup, also you don’t look familiar so I though you are new, I been studying here since I was in preschool so I though I can help for directions and that stuff.” Iyo smiled at Marcus, it wasn’t a proper introduction but he showed he had a good heart. It made him wonder though about where Marcus came from and why he began to study here. Asking that to bluntly seem like something his brother would do… no way he was like Hana. “Well its nice to meet you Marcus!’ Iyo said as he unintentionally scooted very close to Marcus, it was a habit of him to get a bit…touchy with his new friends. He never noticed it did made lots of awkward situations before. Penn frantically grabbed any paper he saw, it was almost life and death for him. Deadlines were his biggest enemy, this what he gets for being a (secretly) famous mangaka… As the girl helped him he couldn’t felt grateful, she made things so much easier on his heart. “I-I am sorry to bother you with this… but thank you for helping me!” Penn thanked the girl as he continued to gather up the pages. He got the stacked the girl helped him with; he noticed a small blush on her. Looking at the page it was 182, a part where two guys kissed in school and was about to do the do…He realized that she must been so awkward of the girl to have seen that page. “Oh…uummm… sorry you have to see that…” Penn apologized, first meeting and he already gave wrong signals probably. Maybe he should explain things better to not make her think the wrong idea but it seemed to embarrassing to say you are a BL manga artist… “I…uuhh…sorry…” He said as he fixed the stack he and the girl collected and put in back on his folder. “I um, sorry I was in a hurry I have to finish this manga and I guess I just tripped…I am a klutz.” Penn gave an awkward laugh hoping to possibly lighten the mood but he already made an embarrassment to himself.

Cleo walked around aimlessly. He was bored and wanted something to do (Ooh, that girl over there looks so vunerable!) but he couldn't do anything. The main reason for this was because his sister was walking right beside him and he very well knew she would stop him from doing anything fun. Seriously, how could such a frail and stupid girl be so persistently annoying? Ah well, that's just one of her charms, I suppose. Kanat peeked up at Cleo. "Don't do anything bad, brother," she said quietly. "We're supposed to be nice here." Cleo snorted. Nice? That was how she saw this as? They were hiding here because he was 'suspected' of quintuple homicide. Heh, suspected, yeah right, they practically convicted him back there. "Yeah yeah, of course . . . say, that is the most adorable looking kitty over there." His sister froze and seemed to struggle before finally saying: "I'm not falling for it brother, I know you're going to try and run from me again! You've done this trick before!" Then a small meowing sound could be heard. Kanat turned immediately and found that there was indeed this adorable kitting just strolling around like nobodies business. "Uwaaaan~!" she cried out before going after the kitten and snuggling it's face to her cheeks. For the most part, the small creature seemed to find the experience novel. Kanat then froze once more and realized her mistake . . . She groaned when she saw that Cleo was no longer in front of her. "Ha ha! God bless all cute and fluffy creatures on earth," he said cheerfully. He paced across the halls and every person who laid eyes on him felt there heart jump to their mouths in shock or else backed away glaring. He grinned back at them. After a bit of walking, he decided he was far enough from Kanat and decided to have some fun. Incidentally, a chance for some fun appeared right in front of him: An excellent comedy duo of a clumsy boy and a blushing girl~! If that wasn't comedy material, then what was? "Well hello there~!" said Cleo as he approached <Lisa> and <Penn> with a smile on his face. Oh no oh no oh no oh no! was all a panicky Kanat could think of as she ran through the halls. Unfortunately, she was as fit as a crippled sloth, so she not only was her top speed slower than a preschoolers, she was also out of stamina already. She was completely different from the Physical monster known as Cleo. "W-where could -wheeze- he be?" she wondered aloud. She swallowed and looked around. He was nowhere in sight. Desperately, she turned to the nearest person she could: A boy eating grilled sandwiches <Iyo> and his friend <Marcus> "E-e-excuse me! B-but have y-you seen a b-boy, b-black hair w-with some white m-mixed into it!" she asked, her stuttering coming from her nervousness plus her fatigue. "I-it's really important!"

While Bride attempted to pick up the cooler, Rosalyn went to the trunk of the car and popped it open. He stopped trying to control his super strength and simply let it flow through him. With the Battleblood strength it would have been impossible to lift the car, but his bags were no sweat. He had two duffel bags and a rolling suitcase. So he put one bag on each shoulder and just decided to roll the suitcase behind him. The next thing he heard Bride said genuinely shocked him. She couldn't even pick up the cooler? A look of sheer disappointed rage passed over Rosalyn's face for a split second. How was that even possible? Battleblood babies could lift more than that! But... Rosalyn had to remember, not everybody was born with strength like that. They were blessed with other talents. If Bride could make everything she cooked taste like flowers, then perhaps she had a gift with plants? Rosalyn had to calm himself down before showing his face to his new friend. After taking a deep breath, Rosalyn put a smile back on his face and closed the trunk of the car. "That's okay! I can carry that too." Rosalyn said with a smile that had the tiniest hints of being faked in it. Rosalyn walked over to Bride, not showing any signs of struggle with the heavy bags. He lifted the cooler with one hand and set it on top of the rolling suitcase. He set down one of the duffel bags and reached inside the bust of his dress, he pulled out the piece of paper that had his dorm number on it. It wasn't like bras did him any good otherwise, and this dress didn't have any pockets. "Room 103 huh? Do you still want to help? You could hold open doors, that would be super helpful!" Rosalyn wasn't sure he could get through them with all the stuff he was carrying, without just kicking the doors of the frames that is.

Evelyn - Creepypasta with a side of Boys Love For a while or so she fiddled with her guitar, not really expecting anything in reply from her roomie. Besides, it probably would've been some snarky remark or her seemingly typical mhmm or whatever. So Evelyn just focused on her music, plucking at the strings and sliding her fingers across the fretboards playing softly with her amp on low. After a bit, she got bored and just sat the instrument down against her bed, getting up with a yawn and a stretch cracking her bones "Yeah well anywho, I'm gonna head out for a bit." She said to Eddie, though she figured the girl didn't give a damn. Hell, she would probably be singing hallelujah once the darkness of Evelyn receded from the room. She just hoped when she came back, she didn't find her posters ripped down or her altar in the trash and replaced by something like...I dunno...gawd awful plushies. Also she hoped to the six archlords that bitch didn't rummage under her bed and find...her collection. Nobody needs to see that....ever. She blushed muttering to herself in thought before snatching up her beanie and pulling it over her head, then grabbing her sketchbook and a few sticks of charcoal. Out the door with a slam she went sauntering down the halls with both hands jammed in her pockets. Where she was going, where else but the only place she felt...safe somehow. It was a free day anyways, no classes or whatever, so she was free to go wherever she pleased. Luckily it was only a small walk from the school grounds. As she prowled about the halls, she merely took note of all the others. Some kid tripped in the hall and his papers went flying in front of some bookworm. She looked kinda cute to Ev honestly, but the dark haired girl paid her no mind. Then she noticed some creep walking up to him, a bit of malice glinting dangerously in his eye like a freshly sharpened knife. This guy, to Ev he just reeked of bad news. Her other destination would have to wait. Slowly she approached the three, hearing a soft crunch under her foot. She looked down at the page, taking it up in her hand and examining it further. It was a manga page, a good one too, very professional. It was just the....subject matter that caught Evelyn off guard, Ugh....yaoi... Glancing over to the kid with her crimson eyes, she handed him the page, "Eh...yours I think." Before glancing over to the guy with skunk hair, "Sooo....what's with Jeff the Killer here?"

Bride never felt so embarrassed before, it was just a cooler and he can't even carry it... He looked at his arms, he wanted to curse at them for being weak but in reality he was the weak one. "I-I am sorry..." He said as he stood up, he let Rosa carry her bags on her own...she looked really strong it was amazing. It made him a bit jealous though. Being born with such a weak body... Bride wished he was stronger. He silently watched Rosa grabbed a piece of paper in her duffel bags. Rosa asked him he wants to help, at a second Bride didn't want to... He was nervous to fail but it was just opening the door... "O-okay I think I can do that..." As he ate his sandwich a young girl with carrot color hair got near them and started to ask something's. "You look beat, sit down first.... You need it" Iyo suggested to the young girl, it seemed better for her to relax first. "Black hair and a bits of white, sounds like my brother you are talking about, sorry I haven't seen anyone like that unless you want to meet my idiot Yankee brother." He said as he sip some tomato soup. Hopefully the girl would relax and maybe sit down, she needed it. Penn turned round to see a guy that reminded him of something he read online. The guys made him feel ill, it just one look and he felt like he would get sick immediately. Also with his fear of men it don't help. He didn't know to wether to run or say hi, he began to blush and stutter a lot. Step one of hi fear. "He-he-h-ell-ll-lo..." Penn stepped back, he wanted to run but he till had some pages on the floor. Step two, look away a lot and twitch at place... He was doing that, like a spaz he was twitching and avoided to look at the guy. He heard a girls voice which made him slightly calm. A girl with black and gave the rocker look. She was also holding his papers. "Oh t-thank y-you..." He bowed his head and got the paper. Then step three, hide behind someone, he hide behind the crimson eye girl and avoided to look at the guy. Fear of men and the feeling off being ill was a terrible combo for him...

Lisa Lisa looked at the boy everybody was talking about. He gave her a strange feeling, but he looked normal enough. "Can we help you with something?" She asked, sighing internally. Would she ever be allowed to get back to her book?

Cleo grinned, showing clear white teeth as he saw Evelyn approach. Man, more comedians for his entertainment. "Oh nooothing really~ I just thought that this stuttering young lady could use a hand here,"said Cleo, with a deliberate emphasis on the word lady - his tone was a strange mix of respectful and disdainful. "Of course, it appears that Metallica reject and the slobby looking miss have it covered." He spoke without a hint of mockery in his tone. He was saying everything as if it was normal, as if he considered what he was saying to be fact. It was frankly painful for most people to hear, even if it was just a light (and often times meaningless) insult. "But really, all I wanted to do was help, sooo~" saying that, he quickly snatched up the few remaining papers on the ground. He looked at the content and if at all possible grinned wider. "Well . . . well, well, well, well~! What do we have here~?" Cleo was certainly not the best person to have figure out your interests. Kanat wanted to laugh. Another person like her brother? She didn't think she could handle that! Sadly, now was not the time for her to laugh. "I-I'd love to, but I have to find my brother. It's really important!" she squeaked out. "He has a bad habit of provoking people. I have to keep an eye on him." Kanat never got why Cleo always started fights, but that was because she was person that was as kind and gentle as Cleo was ruthless and uncaring. The two would never be able to understand each other. Suddenly Kanat's grey eyes changed to a bright silver, then went back. She groaned and put a hand to her eyes. "I'm really really really sorry sir!" she said bowing her head. Her ability had acted up again. She now knew the weakness of the current Iyo.

Evelyn - Skunk Head What...a...dick... This is why I'm into girls... Evelyn thought just standing there and observing the little prick, your typical creepypasta wannabe, stays up late at night on the wiki reading about his jerk-off idols like Jeff, Slendy, and Eyeless Jack and thinks, heyyy...I can be just like dem hurr durr! And to make matters worse, he had to also be a pretentiously swelled bellend just short of spunking stupidity. The Metallica quip was a nice touch though, but if he really wanted to woo Ev, he would've thought of something more clever like....maybe comparing her to Marceline? Nah, plus it's been a while since Ev watched any Adventure Time. If anything, she was a bit disappointed she didn't get called Cristina Scabbia or something along those lines. Ev merely raised an eyebrow though at the quip and crossed her arms shaking her head, a little smirk and an insolent snicker to follow. "Well ain't that just sweet. I'm flattered you know my favorite band." Sarcastically she muttered sauntering up to him. "Tell me, you ever hear of their song The Thing that Should Not Be? Cause, I totally think Lars and James were thinking of you when they wrote that. Oh and I love your hair. Who's your stylist? Pepe le Pew?" Her smirk widened all the more into a defiant grin, and she kept it up yanking the pages from his hands and skimming over them. "Awww damn! That's too bad!" Mockingly she feigned disappointment pouting and giving him sad puppy dog eyes. "I was thinking of asking you out because you have such a cute personality, but sadly...you're gay!" Evelyn laughed in his face then turned to the little mangaka, handing him the rest of his pages, "Here kid. Nice drawings by the way. Just uh....go light on the yaoi. Kay?

"..." Lily had felt the girl (Free) coming closer, could feel what she was. She'd been half tempted to just... leave the area and avoid her all together but there was that one part of her that couldn't move, couldn't bring itself to do anything. She hadn't met an angels here yet, but she sure as hell didn't want to. A scowl on her face, Lily looked up to the girl. "..." She'd meant to say hello but nothing was really coming out. As if... that part of her brain wouldn't let her. It was like... the former Lily was in the background, playing with butterflies while broken Lily rampaged in the real world. "What do you want?" She asked, her voice scratchy and worn from tears. Her eyes were red and she had large bags under her eyes, hardly the beauty she'd once been. Her hair fell around her face, wire-y and unwashed. She probably stank to high heaven but that part of her just didn't care. She had to wonder if that other part of her would ever come back, if it would ever show it's peppy face to those around her. She began to wonder if it was even possible, if that girl still existed. This girl... this angel girl... Her radiant aura almost hurt, almost burned, as if Lily was corrupt. Maybe she was... corrupt. It wouldn't be such an outlandish idea. The girl... felt like her. Innocent and naive, new to the world around her, oblivious to the corruption at her finger tips. And if she wasn't oblivious, then she was stupid. Stupid in believing that she could fix it. They all were. Even the angels were corrupt. Lily had yet to meet a single soul who, when faced with corruption, did not buckle, did not falter, was pure.

Free Free looked at the girl's face and immediately sat down next to her. "What's wrong? Why are you up here by yourself in the dark, when there's so much to do down below?" After a second she scooted away from the girl, as if she had just realized she might not want to be so close. "I'm sorry," She said, "I've been told that some people don't like to be so close to others. Am I bothering you?" Lisa "Whatever," Lisa said, turning her back on the annoying boy.. "Don't you have somewhere better to be? I'm sure someone's waiting for you somewhere, with a brilliant attitude like yours." She made to walk away passed the manga boy, but then stopped. Turning back to the artist, she held out her hand. "My name's Lisa, by the way."

Rosalyn smiled at Bride, waved goodbye to the lower rank clan member, and started leading the way to the dorms. The paper with the room number also had a map to the dorms, so he followed that. Waiting at each door they passed for Bride to open it. He wasn't even phased by the heavy bags he was carrying, but he pretended to be as he went up a flight of stairs. He still didn't know if Bride was part of the magical side or not. It was already weird that he was able to be carrying all these bags by himself. "So, I know you like plants. What else do you like?" He asked, after a while of silence. They were almost at the dorms which meant they'd be parting for a while. Rosalyn didn't want to leave Bride, he was having so much fun with his new friend. But at the same time he wanted to get settled into his dorm before the party tonight, so he didn't have to worry about it later. It was one of those days. One of those days that it took every ounce of willpower and strength he had to drag himself out of bed. It was also his first day back at school in five years. It was already around lunch time and he was just now curled up in the backseat of his parents car on his way. He'd have to make an effort to get himself out of bed on time tomorrow, and every day after that. It was going to be tough for him, but it was better than just staying at home playing video games all day. Leon was curled up against the door of the car, watching the scenery as it went past. It didn't show on his face, but he was excited to finally be doing something out of the house again. He had already gotten a note from his doctors saying that he absolutely couldn't do P.E. and it had already been given to the teachers. He hated being treated differently, but he didn't have much of a choice. His body simply couldn't handle much in the way of physical activity. The car pulled into the parking lot and his parents wouldn't let him leave until they made sure he had all his medicine with him. He actually had to take it all out of his backpack and show them that he had it. He had been doing this for five years, he wasn't going to forget it. Finally they let him leave and he got out of the car. They waved at him as they left, obviously worried about their dying son. At least, he would die if they didn't get the money for his cure. Leon pulled his jacket closer to himself and a deep breath, he was more than ready for this. He wandered inside to just explore for a little while. There was a very colorful group of people blocking his way. It seemed that two of them were about to get in a fight, a punk rocker girl and a creepy looking guy. Leon sighed and attempted to move around the group without getting involved. He was already running out of energy and he hadn't even been walking for that long.

Cleo raised a brow and kept up his grin as Evalyn did her shtick. He was starting to like this girl! She had attitude, which was so rare to find these days! He couldn't say he appreciated her taking those papers from him though. Oh well, no matter! It seemed this girl had more than just a passing fondness for rock. And that style of hers was so close to cosplay he could hardly contain his laughter! Actually, now that he thought about it, it probably was . . . Hm, let's test how far this goes . . . "Of course I know about Metallica! I did research into all the great deadbeat, sellout bands! Metallica, Gun's and Roses, Aerosmith, Velvet Revolvers, oh yeah, those guys are all up there with Beiber and Miley, " said Cleo clapping his hands. "I can't say I've ever heard their songs though, because their music only attracts emo, pimple-faced wrist slitter's, kind of like that loser . . . um, crap what was the name of that kids show? Oh, right, Finn! Like Finn, from that overrated show Adventure-Something! And as gender confused as I am, I prefer to keep my blood where it is!" Cleo began approaching the trio, positioning himself dead center in between all of them. He leaned in, giving Evelyn a playful smirk. "Oh, and you can still ask me out by the way, because lucky for you, I'm bisexual, so I swing either way~! Aren't you lucky? Unless you have a problem with that?" The young man cleanly ignored talking to Lisa.

Bride walked with Rosa for a while to her dorm, he has been opening every door so he can help. He was a bit surprised that she can carry all her bags with no trouble, it seemed a bit fishy but then again she looked so cool doing it that Brie forgotten about it. He still felt a bit bad, he wanted to help a bit more but his weak body just stopped him from doing that. "Huh? Oh..." Rosa asked a questioned that actually made Bride thinking hard, what,else he liked than plants... They were his life, he couldn't do anything much without them. "I gu-guess um, I like anything with flowers on them and uuhh... I like lemon bars...Kareoki I think too.." Bride didn't have much to say, being sick most of his life he wasn't able to do things so he couldn't experience anything new he could like. And when he was able to toto school he got was used so nothing good came from that. "Sorry, I don't know what else I like..." He sighed sadly,still helping Rosa but he felt bad about knowing his life was sickness and flowers. Ito was surprised to hear about the girl's brother, exactly his twin brother... Heaven small chuckle. "Oh wow, are you are that you are not talking about my brother? He is an idiot who provokes people into fights and drags me on it.... Idiot..." He laughed at what he said, he knew he had trouble with Hana but...he can't really hate him... The suddenly apologized, he did not know why though, she didn't say anything her brother would say. "huh? Why? You didn't do anything wrong..." Iyo was a bit confused he was not sure what just happened. Penn was about to break, this creep called him a lady, is provoking a fight with the rocker girl, looked at his work and smiled so wide. "G-igi-gi-ir-rl...?" His stomach didn't feel so good, he hated that feeling so much he knew that he was about to collapse. One guy was not enough for him to faint but this guy... It just made things so much worst. Penn whimpered as he just stared at the two, like a brawl is going to be down. He had to finish his chapter soon but with this is going to be delayed. He finally got his papers back from the very kind girls, he avoided to look at the guy. He was a blushing, twitching, stuttering mess and how the guy insulted her back...scary...As the rocker girl used the word gay he felt a bit... Insulted even though it was for the guy in the hoodie. It was probably the fact his dad calls him as an insult since he started his mangas. "T-t-tha-ha-an-n-nk... Y-y-yo-yo-u..." He sort of handed the girl for saying he had nice drawings but easy on the yaoi... He was a yaoi artist so that won't be possible. As he was about to walk away the girl with the book called herself Lisa. Oh hehadto thank her as well. "I-I-I am-m P-pe-pe-en-n-n, t-t-than-nk y-y-you ea-earl-ie-ier.." He stuttered out, as he was about to leave before anything else happened he bumped into another guy [Leon] and that moment where he curled up into a ball and began to panic. The fear of men...He whimpered and twitched a lot, like he was about to have a seizure but he wasn't sure. "N-ng-ngh... H-h-h&m-hm"

Evelyn - No Dicks Allowed So...this guy wanted to continue slinging shit at Ev. No matter since she could sling it back at him. Admittedly though, she did get a tad singed when the dickhead went to insulting the Four Horsemen. Why don't he just go back to whatever hole he crawled out of (like his mom's ass) and jerk off to his Fall out Boy posters. Nevertheless Ev remained cool despite the insults being thrown at her, slamming her music, her clothes, and whatever else this guy seemed to know about her. Jeez, was he a stalker or something? She snickered shaking her head again, even as he swaggered over leaning into her face and saying he was open to all kinds, probably fucked his dog too Ev thought with a smirk. "Well..." She said once more feigning. "I might consider, but....there is a little bitty problem. You see...." And then...she done it. In one swift move her hand darted forward and forcefully she grabbed....his undercarriage clenching it tight and leaned in scowling at him and hissing, "I have a strict No Dicks policy. That goes for you...and what's in your pants, Laughing Jack." At that notion she squeezed them more, practically like she was crushing plums in her fists. "Oh and by the way....I don't slit wrists....I slit throats!" She growled, her eyes gleaming as she let go and dusted her hands off. Of course, there was that matter of physical contact with anyone, and despite the smug sense of satisfaction, on the inside....Blugh!! Did I really have to hear that?!! Feel like I have to scrub myself now!