[b]Dieter Bauer[/b]

Dieter wasn't sure how he felt about the Magician... guy? Girl? ...[i] Person,[/i] that had commented how they wouldn't mind staying in the school. Did the person really not have anything to return to in the outside world? No family, friends, job or a pet? It sounded almost sad, and he would have voiced a question regarding it, if the crowd hadn't been quite so noisy. Much like before, a thousand things were happening all at the same time, and few were the people who kept their volume off speech down. Not that the shouting and wailing going on wasn't completely understandable, of course. That was rather natural of teenagers being caught in what as effectively a death trap.

A big part of the group decided that food would be the answer to their confused state, and started to head towards the kitchen. Food was known to replenish energy and help one think clearer, but it was still just a bit astonishing how readily so many people trusted the food they'd been left with. Dieter doubted it was poisoned with anything that would kill, but using drugs to drop people's defenses or affect their natural behaviour - perhaps to the point of making them kill - wouldn't sound out of place at all. Then again, if one wished to eat, it would probably be better to do it now, when none of the other students had had time to tinker with the ingredients. So, with that in mind, Dieter directed his steps towards the cafeteria as well. However, while many of the others seemed to gather in the actual cafeteria area itself, he walked straight past everyone and into the kitchen. He wanted to be there before everyone else. Or, well, [i]most[/i] everyone else, as it seemed like at least one person was already eating.

A few more steps, and he disappeared past the corned into the kitchen.

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[b]Fyodor "Fedya" Vasnetsov[/b]

As much as Fedya graved to interact with the other students, he couldn't bring himself into following after the majority of the students into cafeteria to grab a bite. There were so many people packed into that room that he felt it would just be a repeat of what had went on in the entrance hall earlier, and that was hardly any fun for him. True, it would let him learn more about a select few individuals who spoke the loudest and had their voice stand out from among the noise, but typically, loud and outgoing people were ones you could learn more about anyway, anywhere. No, he wanted to learn more about the quiet ones - which was why part of him urged him to follow the few that had went to try and convince the Princess to come back out from hiding. It sounded like fun, and he was curious to know why she had chosen to hide in the first place. Was she just scared? Or did she have something in particular to hide?

There was only one way to find out.

And so, being in no hurry, Fedya walked after the girls, fingers playing with the map they'd been given, until he finally stopped in front of the correct door - correct, open door. Oh my, rather brash to barge into a girl's room like that - even if you were one yourself.

"Excuse me, coming iiin~" Fedya announced as he stepped past the doorframe and walked further inside. The room looked small but cozy, and he wondered if each of their room was identical. Regardless, it didn't take him long to find the Thief and the Catholic, both standing outside the bathroom door and trying to coax the girl inside to come out. Fedya chuckled.

"Ah, you two are just scarin' the poor thing like that," he commented as he flopped down to sit on the bed, talking loud enough for his voice to be audible even in the bathroom. "If you want her out, y'gotta be nicer and bribe her instead. Mm, somethin' like, promise her money or food, or-" he let his voice drop just a tad: "Or that she won't be the first victim you guys kill and all."