((Ah, should I do a banner for Alex? I made one.))
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When Alex heard Viola call Melody's powers a perversion of nature, he thought that was just how Viola complimented people. But no, it was pretty obvious she was just insulting her.

[color=bc8dbf]"That's a little harsh, don't you think...?"[/color] He asked her, as soft-spoken as ever. "But Luna does seem happy the way she is." He rested his chin on BoxDog. "There are people with clinical depression, though. They're not depressed for any reason. It's because of chemicals in their bod-" He stopped when he heard a clicking noise. It was the umistakeable sound of HeelysTM on a linoleum floor. There was a girl in a dress like Viola's wheeling towards the line. And soon enough, the girl was sitting at the table too. 

[color=bc8dbf]"I'm Alex. Gothic lolita, right?"[/color] He said. Gigantic weeaboo that he was, he was familiar with that sort of fashion. When she described the nature of her magic, it definitely piqued his interest. [color=bc8dbf]"So...Your self-image?"[/color] He asked her. The last few words were drowned out by rumbling. The mess hall seemed to have become the locus for an earthquake. He stared, as if frozen, as the cause of it sent a girl flying. There was a goddamn troll in platemail in the school.

[color=bc8dbf]"D-does this happen often?"[/color] He asked Viola, eyes wide. He felt a little ill. What kind of school was he going to now?