[center][h3][color=Teal]Rozalia Éathliel[/color][/h3]
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[b][u]Location;[/u][/b] Physical Education; Gym
[b][u]Interacting With;[/u][/b] Dallas Relo & Jonas Highwind [@Plank Sinatra] [@HereComesTheSnow] [/center][hr][hr]

Listening to Dallas talk was amusing - he didn't talk like most guys his age. Roze was still working out if it was pretentiously comical, or just annoying. He did talk a good case though; as did his 'wingman'.

[color=Teal]"I guess I'll take your word for it. But the only lifting I do is climbing. I'm quite happy being able to lift just over my own body weight - anything else, I'll probably tear myself a new one or something."[/color] She said with a chuckle to Jonas. [color=Teal]"I know they make us take this so that we don't turn into a slow, fat buffet on legs for the monsters out there - but I'm in pretty okay shape. If I were in a fight, I know for damn sure that punching them wouldn't do anything. We're not all children of the War Machine himself, y'know."[/color] 
She added, giving Jonas a once over. He was pretty much the physical walking stereotype for a child of Ares. However, his lovely sister Tara covered all of the bases in body and mind. 
From what Roze had witnessed anyway.

Sitting up with a sigh and crossing her legs on the bench, she began tapping out a beat absent-mindedly on her converse. If one had a good ear to music, you'd recognise Rock and Roll all Nite, by KISS. 
[color=Teal]"Nope. I'll stick to my swimming and climbing. My powers should take care of the rest."[/color] She said with a smile, then paused. [color=Teal]"Well... hopefully."[/color]

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[center][h3][color=Powderblue]Peter Skojare[/color][/h3]
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[b][u]Location;[/u][/b] Campus Café
[b][u]Interacting With;[/u][/b] Ever Tidus & Corinthe Malakos [@WhiteStar19] [@Obscurus] [/center][hr][hr]

Peter couldn't help but wince with sympathy as Charlie came rollicking through the cafe, dragging poor Ever along behind him. Before Peter could even stand up in an attempt to help, Ever had both fallen down and picked herself back up again, leaning on his table, while Charlie wagged his tail hopefully.
[color=Powderblue]"Yikes. Uh, It's Peter. And... jeez, did someone give Charlie caffeine or something?"[/color] Peter asked with a chuckle, pulling out a chair so Ever could sit down. She looked alright, if a little flustered. Scratching Charlie behind the ears, Peter glanced towards the bar.
[color=Powderblue]"You know what, you guys just chill here for a sec, I'll get you your order. I think Charlie needs to calm down somewhat."[/color] He added, mentally re-checking what it was Ever got practically every time she came. Coffee and a scone? Yeah - hopefully the waitress would be nice enough to spare a bowl and some water for Charlie.
Walking towards the bar, Peter saw Corinthe sat alone - once swiftly updating his order, he walked over to her, somewhat sheepish grin on his face. After the (unknowingly mutual) abandonment at the party, Peter hadn't seen Cori since. Kinda his fault, what with his paranoia and whatnot.
[color=Powderblue]"Hey Cori. You waiting on somebody?[/color] He asked - she could always sit with him and Ever, after all.

Hopefully she wasn't allergic to dogs.


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[center][h3][color=Purple]Samael Krios[/color][/h3]
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[b][u]Location;[/u][/b] Campus Grounds
[b][u]Interacting With;[/u][/b] Serafina Lewison [@LadyTale] [/center][hr][hr]

Sam breathed a silent sigh of relief at Serafina's reply. Of course she would understand - she always did. As she took his hand, he hesitated a moment, wondering where to start. With the vision? Or with the death?

[color=Purple]"Ser-"[/color] He hesitated again, wondering if she'd be okay with him still using her rare nickname. From the look on her face, she just seemed happy that he was here and alive. So it was worth the chance.

[color=Purple]"Lils.. it wasn't a good time for me. I saw some pretty horrific things, things I just wanted to forget. And coming back here, just the mere thought was dredging them back up. Pretty selfish of me... but that's why I stayed away."[/color] He said, then scoffed, shaking his head slightly at himself. [color=Purple]"Running away from my problems, as usual."[/color]

Head ducking down in shame, he looked at the hand holding hers. Upon his ring finger sat his most treasured possession - his Grandfather's ring.
Serafina knew how much he had meant to Sam. Whenever the students got to talking about their mortal family, stories about his Grandfather were some favourites. How he had fought in the Vietnam war until he realized just how damn stupid it was, and spent the rest of his days in a 'POW camp' - which was actually just a nice-ass hotel in Saigon surrounded by gorgeous ladies. That time he got kicked out of the Navy for building a still in the boiler room and selling his banana moonshine to everyone on the ship; it was all stuff like that. The old guy had even put up a fight in the end.

[color=Purple]"My uh... my Grandpops..."[/color] What was he going to say? Passed away? Was brutally murdered by a bunch of dead jackasses with guns?
[color=Purple]"I had this vision of him and my Dad dying."[/color]" Sam finally managed to say, running his free hand through his hair. [color=Purple]"Naturally, I wasn't going to be sitting 'round to let it happen, but by the time I got there... I could only save my Dad."[/color] He eventually finished, absent-mindedly swatting out a flicker of a flame that had just ignited on his bag. Gods, that shit was [i]still[/i] happening? If he was setting fires everytime he got emotional, he was going to have to avoid the chick-flicks. And the depressing talks.
Hopefully when he told Ever about it he wouldn't set her dog's tail on fire or something.
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