[center][b]Yvette[/b]
[@ghastlyInc][/center][hr]The cat girl's pupils expanded again at Mori's change in tone and she shrank away a little. Her lips parted slightly as though she were going to retort but she seemed to change her mind. She tried to laugh the whole thing off but close as he was Mori could easily see her face was redder than it had been.

[Color=cccccc]"Mooo-riiiii~"[/color] she said in a singsong voice [color=cccccc]"I don't hurt anyone! Usually. But it's not my fault if people are stupid and get themselves into trouble. Buuuut you'll get your wish. Nothing I've set up, that you've almost totally ruined anyway, should lead to any harm. Really now~! What do you take me for? A monster?"[/color]

Yvette grinned in such a way that married innocent mischief with malice in an unholy union. The grin her sharper canine teeth stand out. Her eyes narrowed as she leaned in close again, challenging Mori's assertion that she was unaware of how things looked to the other students.

[Color=cccccc]"Au contraire, mon amour,"[/color] she started in a foreign language before closing the rest of the short distance between them. She kissed the boy passionately before he could stop her, and using her canines bit down on Mori's lower lip. It was hard enough to hurt but just shy of drawing blood. She then pulled away slowly, eyes locked with his, letting her teeth scrape over his flesh. 

With a wink she turned back to the others who were mostly looking away in discomfort or envy and talking to eachother to feel less awkward about the show. Yvette let the area of silence linger a few moments more. It was created in such a way that allowed her to still hear everything around her, and she listened now to assess the damage Mori had already caused. She noted at the very least, the girl from the frontier that had spoken up earlier was still waiting to hear the rest of the story, albeit with a deep blush from having witnessed the interaction between the two.

[Center][b]Zyphyria[/b]
[@MULTI_MEDIA_MAN] [@Rekaigan] [@liferusher] [@HokumPocus][/center][hr]A few students had wandered away entirely for a variety of reasons, including a very tall girl with long light blue hair wearing a very nice red robe. This one made her way to the quieter part of the cafeteria, a wry smirk on her face. She sat herself down in the seat Berke vacated after possibly admiring his departing posterior for a few seconds.

[b]"Ghosts. Who does she think she's kidding am I right? At best it's just stupid pranks I'm sure. Or at worst residual magical phenomenon. Campfire story ghosts are a ridiculous notion."[/b]

She seemed to notice L'ilisht for the first time after having somehow missed the giant on her approach. Her eyes went wide and she looked him over. [b]"Wow. And I thought I was big for a mage. What forge did you crawl out of? Same one as those boss classics?"[/b] She inclined her head towards his weapons, obviously impressed.[b] "They just do not make em like you where I come from." [/b]She looked like she had a lot more to say but shifted her attention once more when she noticed Mycona.

[b]"Oh hey, Mycona Fr- Mycona, yeah? Sorry I was such a bi- aaah, big dummy earlier. I didn't mean to offend. You're just... So different from what I'm used to. No that sounds kinda rude, too... I mean you have a unique way of talking. Anyway.. sorry."[/b]

[Center][b]Elsa[/b]
[@Etranger][/center][hr]The younger, smaller cat chimera startled at being addressed, jumping and turning slightly in her seat. She cluched at her tail which had poofed up and began smoothing out the fur once she caught her breath again. Taking in Berke's easy smile and friendly demeanor a fair portion of that anxiety seemed to melt away. She stopped hunching over and sat up straight to respond to the enormous boy.

[Color=000000][b]"B-B-Berke. Nice t-to ma-make- make your- to make- y-y-y..."[/b][/color] 

Her stuttering was very bad and it was very obvious she was quickly becoming embarrassed and frustrated. But instead of trying to force the words out she stopped, held up a hand in request for a moment, and took some time to get control of herself. Clearing her throat she looked back at Berke and tried again to return his greeting.

[Color=000000][b]It is... nice to make yyour ac-acquaintance, Mr. Berke. My nname is- is Elsa. Elsa... U-Urzenheim."[/b][/color] She managed to speak mostly normally by focusing hard on each word, but there was a clear hesitation when it came to speaking her last name. When she did she also looked down and away as if somehow ashamed or disappointed. Hastily she looked back up to meet Berke's eyes, not wanting to seem rude. Unlike her sister Yvette, only Elsa's left eye was cat-like, while her right seemed the same as any other humans. Much of her wavy silver hair was covering her cat-like eye but had shifted away from all her sudden movements.