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[center][h1][color=6ecff6]Arturo[/color][/h1][/center]


[color=6ecff6]"I am glad you are well."[/color] Arturo stated, noting his dead eyes.  He certainly didn't look well.. and this was not going to help the poor mousy guy.  


Arturo just watched as the girl puffed up and started hissing at him, turning away from them all to the window. He turned back to see Mari, doing something weird with her hands.  She looked slightly.. rattled.. and the arrogant expression looked the slightest bit strained.  Though that could be just a trick of the light.

He raised an eyebrow as the tall guy called him Amigo, and walked over to the girl.  He stepped over towards them, one eyebrow raised.  [color=6ecff6]"Disculpe.."[/color] he murmured politely.  [color=7ea7d8]"Excuse me."[/color]  He gave a sly smile to the tall man. [color=6ecff6]"I would not fight her if that is what you think, hermoso.  You have such little faith."[/color] he reached over and pat the girl on her head with a smile.  [color=6ecff6]"Es lindo finges odiar a todos . Siente cómo te gusta, corazón."[/color] he stated in thick Spanish.  [color=6ecff6]"Come on now.  Come back and join the group.  I think you can do a bit better at keeping some of your more nasty thoughts.."[/color] his eyes flickered to the faint red on her palm, the blood.  [color=6ecff6]"What is that?"[/color] his brow furrowed.


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[center][h1][color=ed1c24]Mellia[/color][/h1][/center]

Mell flicked her eyes to Kiddo, raising an eyebrow as his face turned beat red.  Maybe she'd been a bit too hard on him.. but after he'd said those rude things.. she'd kind of just responded in the only way she knew how.  Whatever.. now Kiddo looked like he was probably sulking or something, a bit of rage and depression passed across his face.  [color=ed1c24]"You know just because your idea was rebuked doesn't mean you should sit down and give up."[/color] she stated.  She glanced over to Bao just in time to see her staring at the guy with the bandaid on her face.. most of him was hidden by Arturo.  There was something.. tender in her expression.  Mell narrowed her eyes.  That guy was pretty much a little whiny pushover.. which meant whoever had hit him had done so because they were stronger than him and he couldn't defend himself.  She would keep an eye on the dude whenever he was around.. see if she could maybe transfer the fighting to herself.  It had been a while since she'd had a good challenge.. and in the process she might gain an ally.

She listened to Kiddo as he said he essentially said he didn't care, becoming increasingly obsessed with his phone.  She decided it was probably best to backpedal a bit.  They did have something in common anyways.  She reached into her own desk and pulled out her own sketchbook.  [color=ed1c24]"Hey man.  I didn't mean to offend you or anything okay.  I just... violence and shouting things is my system.  So.. i need your help to design the uniforms for the bike repair shop."[/color] Displaying her sketchbook prominently, she flipped through page after page of sketches.  Her style was decidedly different than his, with a more.. dark, gritty feel to it.  There was even a rough sketch of her mother with her skeletal face and body caused by the cancer.  Of course, she flipped rapidly past this one in the hopes no one had seen it.[color=ed1c24]"I can't draw people worth a damn.  The hands or whatever."[/color] she admitted, slapping the empty page in front of him.  [color=ed1c24]"Go nuts."[/color]