Steel looked amused as Andre rambled on and assumed many things from him. He couldn't keep a straight face when the cellphone came out to play, planting his right hand over his one free eye and laughing pretty heartily.

[color=8493ca]"Gahaha, what kinda guy d'you think I am?! And cellphones, [i]really[/i]?! Oh man, yer a hoot."[/color]

Steel took another few moments to compose himself, wiping away a tear that had formed around his silver eye. With a snap of his fingers a few of his lackeys ran out into the hallways for whatever reason, but there were still a good few people there. Steel looked ready to say something else, but before he could get a word out another voice rang out behind him. Slightly confused and annoyed he turned to see Megan there, alone and without any backup. Steel then laughed again, holding his stomach with both hands.

Near Andre, Genta started shuffling in place and took a step back, the previously fearful expression turning into one of utter confusion. He gave Andre a blank look, unsure what to say and looking for an answer. Luckily he didn't have to wait long as Steel started to calm down again.

[color=8493ca]"Heehoo, okay! This is rich. Gotta admit, kid, that put me in a good mood! If you n'd yer two girlfriends get outta my face now and don't bother any more of my boys, I'll even let ya walk out with the cards you stole from us."[/color]

As he said that, Steel pointed to Genta who stared back fiercely. While it was true that Genta had engaged in Ante dueling, under Andre's teachings of course, that hardly counted as stealing.[hr]Cream nodded happily while Ben acted friendly and introduced himself. Luckily her good mood wasn't spoiled by the appearance of Joshua, because she had her back turned to him as he passed by. Cream didn't actually care for sitting, however and jumped up again from her seat. She playfully put her index finger on her cheek as she watched the duels going down in the ring.

[color=f6989d]"More than a few tips, Ben! I know a few of these girls, y'know? They wouldn't listen to me at aaaall... but you're doing great! They really took what you said to heart, y'know? So thanks!"[/color]

She turned around to face Ben again with a beaming smile, exaggerating a bow with a little twirl of her arm. Cream shot up again and snapped her fingers next to her head.

[color=f6989d]"Oh, how rude! I didn't tell you my name... oops? Well, Cream it is! Cream Noel, best grades of the Wind dorm!"[/color]

An obvious lie to Ben, he knew a lot of faces in the Wind dorm and Cream wasn't one of them. She never appeared in the hallways and none of the girls he talked to ever brought her up, but that could just as well have been chalked up to them wanting Ben for themselves. Cream didn't seem to know at all, and if she did then she was good at hiding it. She looked Ben up and down again. Then, a mischievous grin crept across her face.

[color=f6989d]"Saaay... why aren'tcha out there dueling yourself? It's your last chance for promotion, y'know? Maybe you should take on a lighty, really impress those girls... or are you trying to get an 'easy' victory from an earthy?"[/color][hr]Maisy encountered Lite Sothe in a pretty sorry state. The mint green-haired boy's hazel eyes were hidden in between his legs, covered by the stiff fabric of the Dark Dorm uniform. He didn't even seem to notice her walking up, his slender and tender figure shaking ever so slightly as he was crouched up against the wall.

Lite's head shot up from between his knees as Maisy tapped him on the shoulder. His face turned from fear into relief and then into fear again once he got a good look at the girl, crawling backwards along the wall to try and get away from her. His face softened up again once he heard her intentions, but not by much. The gelled-up spikes that normally shoot forward were drooped down in front of Lite's lightly freckled face, his lips trembling as he stammered out a response.

[color=AFCBA4]"N-No way...! I-I-I... I'd r-rather f-fail... than g-g-go o-out in the open again..."[/color]

The boy was extremely shaken and shook his head from side to side and Maisy noticed how one of the younger, female staff members had pity in her eyes as she dishearteningly looked at the scene. Maisy also knew that Lite hadn't been showing up to class or taken part in any of the exams and it probably wouldn't take too long for him to get expelled at the rate he was going, but the staff and teachers just couldn't talk him into going anywhere.[hr]Jacklyn sighed and impatiently tapped her foot on the floor as Angelo checked the programming she'd just inserted into his runner. A scowl was plastered across her face.

[color=fff79a]"C'mon, Angelo! I'm a third year and you've known me for what, two months now? Would I seriously inject a virus into your runner when I'm basically the only one consistently practicing and helping you? Man, sometimes I [i]really[/i] don't get you!"[/color]

She looked pretty annoyed he didn't trust her by this point, but it faded again soon after. She pulled out a coupon and tossed it over to Angelo as he was still checking out his runner, the paper landing next to his laptop.

[color=fff79a]"You've heard about the duel puzzle beta they've installed near the entrance, right? The ones where you enter a code, try to beat a challenge and get a card if you succeed? Got one of those, but I don't really care for it. Figured a first year would be helped out more with these. Later,"[/color]

Jacklyn lazily waved behind her as she strolled off towards the changing rooms. The coupon that she gave Angelo depicted various Dragunity monsters that each had a number or letter on their weapons. Jacklyn knew Angelo played Dragunity from all the practice duels they had, so it was pretty coincidental that the coupon seemed to be for that deck. Or was it? Either way, at the bottom it told Angelo to enter this into the turbo racing simulation room they'd used at the start of the year.[hr]Haas was pretty miffed that nobody in the group gave any answer to the question he posed to them, staring blankly at his D-Ceiver to wait for anything at all to happen. Just as he was about to give up and put it away, the thing started to buzz. Not expecting this, the device slipped from Haas' hands! The boy fumbled and desparately tried to not let it hit the floor and was able to do so, but only at the cost of falling off his chair and his face making contact with the concrete. A few students laughed at the display, but Haas just rubbed his head and looked at the message.

[b][color=aba000]"nate, i just said im nervos!!! if u want to duel tho i dont have an opp yet. mind duelin me in k-l??"[/color][/b]

Haas figured Nathan wasn't the worst person in the world to duel if he had to choose, though it was still a major headache. Nathan was pretty good, probably much better than Haas was. Even worse, Nathan wasn't going to go easy with grades on the line. Actually, why did Haas even suggest this in the first place? This was a terrible idea. Unfortunately, it was a terrible idea that he was committed to. With a heavy sigh, he sluggishly rose up and lazily stared at the screen of his D-Ceiver. The boy started walking towards the arenas in case Nathan did accept, but he prayed somewhere deep down that someone else took the challenge without him noticing and left Haas to look for an easier opponent.