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[color=#00ccff]"The study club?"[/color] Andrew repeated, voice cracking as he spun to face the new voice.

Hero crossed her arms behind her head. [color=#b7f617]"Sure is."[/color]

The redhead breathed a sigh of relief. [color=#b7f617]"We were supposed to meet in the green-houses. We were going to, anyway. We got chased out by something leafy and green. And teethy. Think it spit at me: [i]rude[/i]. Hardly learning environment-ly.

"Suppose that's beside the point though. We're here now; you figured it out."[/color] The witch shrugged against the desk. 

[color=#b7f617]"That's Andrew,"[/color] she gestured in what could vaguely be construed as her cousin's direction, her eyes still closed.

Andrew straightened his posture - smoothed the ruffles of his too-large robe. He drew the book back; he froze when he realized this kid's first impression of him would be of him throwing a book at his cousin's head.

Worse, that the kid's first impression of him would be [i]missing[/i] his cousin's head. [color=#00ccff]"T-thank you."[/color]

He set the book down on the desk. Andrew squared his shoulders. Cleared his throat, again. Extended his hand to the kid. [color=#00ccff]"Nice to meet you, Mr. Listig."[/color]

Hero snorted.

[color=#00ccff]"And this is my [i]cousin[/i],"[/color] Andrew leveled a glare at the blond witch - as if he could and somehow would revoke their relationship, were he pushed far enough, [color=#00ccff]"Hero Hallcrest."[/color]

[color=#b7f617]"Hallcrest-[i]Wyrm[/i]."[/color]

[color=#00ccff]"Sure."[/color] Andrew waved a hand, dismissive. [color=#00ccff]"It's nice to meet you..."[/color] he trailed off, eyes drifting toward the small blond girl in yellow and black.

[center][color=turquoise]"Is... is this the study group?"[/color][/center]
[color=#00ccff]"Yes! We're uh... this is the study group. The Study Club."[/color] The redhead's face fell. Maybe he should've come up with a [i] name[/i] for this thing, before starting it...

[color=#00ccff]"O-of course!"[/color] Andrew's expression roused at the girls question; he shook his head. Reigned himself back in, before his grin overtook his face. [i]Don't[/i] act like a dog. Right. [color=#00ccff]"I-- absolutely. Delighted to have you."[/color]

[color=#b7f617]"[i]Delighted[/i],"[/color] Hero repeated, timbre too sing-song to be anything, save mocking.

Andrew huffed. Elbowed the edge of the returned book into the crook of the blond witch's neck.

Hero pried an eye open when the desk she'd staked claim to shifted. Cocked a brow as a blond headed wizard deposited himself in one of its chairs. [i]Grinned[/i] when he spoke. At the put upon resignation she decided was rolling off him in waves.

[color=#b7f617]"Glad to hear you think so."[/color]

The witch rolled onto her side. [color=#b7f617]"Hero Hallcrest-Wyrm."[/color] She propped her head in one hand - presented the other to the kid, Morgan, with a sweeping, melodramatic flourish. [color=#b7f617]"Charmed, I'm sure.

"Were you thinking on joining us, or just chewing the scenery?"[/color]