[color=cadetblue][h1]Rebekah Cross[/h1][/color]
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[b]Location:[/b] Academy Campus
[b]Interacting With:[/b] [@Plank Sinatra], [@HereComesTheSnow]

"Dining hall's that way." The comment was without preamble, added almost as an afterthought, by the tall girl making her way past the Ares dorms. Previously making her way, at least, she'd paused when a rather loud sound (and the accompanying conversation) grabbed her attention. She dimly recalled seeing this 'Jonas Highwind' before, though she rather doubted she had ever exchanged words with him. The other girl was almost certainly new, given the nature of her query. Nevertheless, she didn't bother with addressing either by name while she pointed east with her free hand. "The food does not exactly account for taste. Sometimes it will be exactly what one wants, and many other times one will wish to eat elsewhere. Something of a game of chance, whether or not you get what you want."

"Then again, electing to take up a distant sibling, if I had to guess, on an offer of food is equally chancy." A momentary pause, gray eyes flicking from one teenager to the other, followed by the faintest hints of a shrug. Then she pointed northeast. "There is also another establishment in that direction with a more consistently satisfying menu. But given that you seem to be very hungry, perhaps choosing to walk towards either establishment would be unwise."