As Duma got up and walked away he couldnt help but take a few more glances back at Dawn, [i]"Dawn, (dreamily) wait... Dawn- awe shit... daaaaawn- Great... I forgot her last name already...[/i] He thought to himself, suddenly getting a sullen look on his face.

	Much to his surprise a teacher called him out by name and nonchalantly notioned him back into the common room. [color=00a651]"But I was just goin to- Okay, Im up for another plate."[/color] He said as he readjusted his bag again heading towards the buffet, getting there just as he heard a blood curdling scream which was by no mistake a battle cry. He whipped around halfway through his plate making to find two other kids tied up with one another like a knot. He just took a step back and made his way to the other end of the food table, Finishing his plate as the fight was broken up and finding a seat on the corner of one of the back tables setting down his plate and bag there. He was about to fetch a drink when a- uhhhh- another teacher~ walked in and started addressing the whole of the student mass. In Dumaka's middle of nowhere town he had never seen anyone like that. It almost scared him. Then it mentioned Duma would be seeing it twice a week. Dumaka got an uneasy feeling but shrugged it off and sat down to finish his second breakfast.

	The fist stage speech concluded and Duma checked his plate. Empty. He grabbed it and ran back up to the buffet to fill it one last time and grab a drink then sat quickly and waited for the rest of the orientation speech.