Still with a watchful eye locked onto the man and two women, Feine's mind wandered from seeking [b][i]inspiration[/i][/b] from his next piece, albeit temporarily. It was definitely an interesting interaction to Feine, though he couldn't put his finger on why.

However, what sidetracked the young writer was a brief realization, one which had arose out of the depths of Feine's mind all of a sudden. It was something he hadn't realized before. Feine temporarily shifted his glance away from the group of three, and instead looked around the room. People were talking, having fun, and making dumb jokes, while Feine was all alone, as he'd done so in the past - he justified this as willingly, though this wasn't true. What Feine realized, however... was that so far, this assembly of sorts was exactly the same as the ones he'd experienced, back in 'regular' schools.

A wave of disappointment struck Feine. These people had been blessed with all sorts of supernatural powers, yet they rotted away doing the same things they'd always done - gossiped and gabbed about who knows what. The existence of these 'powers' was still rather new to Feine. He didn't consider that to others, they were completely normal... but for himself, they were largely foreign, outside of literature.

"[color=39b54a]How... disappointing[/color]." Feine spoke to himself in a level tone... only to realize he'd spoken what he'd been thinking. A common problem, which led to a few students giving Feine confused looks once more. "[color=39b54a]Forgiv- no, consider that a look into a brilliant mind, if you can even comprehend it. Otherwise, just go ahead and babble some more as I seek [i][b]inspiration.[/b][/i]" [/color]

But following the wave of disappointment came forth a surge of relief as another thought made itself clear to Feine. These students likely hadn't utilized their powers here at the Academy, yet. In all regards and purposes, so far the school was completely normal in terms of what anyone had experienced... at least, that was what Feine thought. It wasn't particularly important to him what his fellow students got themselves wrapped up into, unless it provided entertainment and [b][i]inspiration[/i][/b] to the writer, Feine Rhiter. Otherwise? It was null and void to him.

Feine shifted his attention back to the group of three, though. Feine overheard some a loud voice - he presumed it was one of the ladies, but who knew? Feine knew full well that life was a mysterious thing, full of surprises. Was it the blonde lady with the cookie who yelled? No, perhaps it was the man? Or maybe - maybe it was the lady Feine had dubbed a tomboy in his head? As it would turn out, it was the latter.

With eyes like a hawk, Feine watched the group converse, seeking [b][i]inspiration[/i][/b]. Excitement had made itself known in the group of three, for one of the women had raised their voice! While Feine couldn't quite hear what they were saying, it was interesting nonetheless, and opened up several realms of interpretation. Perhaps she was defending the man from the cookie? Or perhaps she wanted it herself? Who knew?

But eventually, the cookie was thrown across the room, all of a sudden... this surprised Feine, who raised an eyebrow and stood up. What an interesting turn of events! Who knew that a cookie would lead to [b][i]inspiration[/i][/b] for Feine! [i][b]Inspiration[/b][/i] could truly come from the most unlikely of places.

Perhaps the tomboy lady was a hero, who saved the man from consuming a dangerous cookie? By tossing it into the crowd, the man was saved... perhaps. Feine straightened out his green scarf as he stood up... then laughed. In seconds, however, he covered his mouth and ceased his laughter. 

Feine had a bit of an interest in this group, now... and took a few steps closer to them, only to abruptly stop himself and turn away.

[i]'If I go closer to them, then I run the risk of interfering with the natural order of things. In this case, I would be a variable that may just influence what events they undergo... thus, that could be a downside. Though, these people seem interesting. I have no doubt I stand over them, but even a lion takes interest in mice, do they not? Asking them a few questions may prove beneficial. I need to think this over.[/i]