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[i][b]Location:[/b] Train station platform[/i][/center]
[indent][@TheHangedMan] [i]"Peanut butter." [/i][/indent]
[color=lightgray]Plucking the sandwich from Gabriel's outstretched hand with a smile, Temper froze as the stranger reached out her other hand to stop her waving at the wasps.[/color]

[indent][@TheHangedMan] [i]"Yeah, you might want to stop doing that, I'm pretty sure that these wasps are a person. Or something. They can talk, so I'm pretty sure. Besides, they gave me honey, so their fine in my book."[/i][/indent]
[color=lightgray][color=6ecff6]"Oh shit!"[/color] She exclaimed, quickly pulling her hand away and turning her attention to the swarm for a moment, before realising what she'd just said. [color=6ecff6]"Oh crap!"[/color] She exlcaimed again, the automatic response to having sworn in a public place when trying to make a good first impression with the people she'd likely be stuck with for at least the next couple of years, maybe longer if she was forced to use her alteration too often. [color=6ecff6]"Oh dammit!"[/color] She finished off, responding to her first response as she realised that she'd just done it again.

[hider=Thinking Time][color=gray]Realising how badly she was dealing with the situation Temper quickly slipped into thinking time and took a deep breath to centre herself. As she stood there trying to decide what to do next she took a bite from the sandwich. It was good, really good, and after a moment's thought she nodded her head as she decided that anyone who seemed to eat as much as the new girl did had probably had plenty of practice making good sandwiches, and should definitely be someone to get on the good side of.

Turning her attention to the wasps Temper took a few steps around the cloud of bugs, and with a little head tilting and squinting supposed they could be in a sort of humanoid shape from certain angles. The food girl said they'd been talking, and offered her honey, so Temper smiled and grinned at the weirdness she'd be dealing with in class. This probably wouldn't even be the weirdest thing she'd see going forwards either.

Taking another bite from the sandwich and chewing it carefully, Temper considered how to apologise to the swarm before turning her gaze down at the sandwich in her hand. Quickly finishing it off she wiped her hands on her pants before fishing inside her satchel for a nature book she'd been reading early. Flicking through the pages she quickly looked up what wasps ate before heading across out of the station and onto the street outside.

It was beginning to get a little difficult to move as she made her way between the nearby bushes, searching around for as many caterpillars, spiders and other insects she could find and piling them into the lunch box she'd emptied during the train ride, and on her way back to the platform Temper had to carefully retrace her steps to avoid building up too much pressure. Finally she stood back in almost exactly the same place as she'd started and slipped back into boring time.[/color][/hider]
The shockwave made a loud [color=fff200][b]*BANG*[/b][/color] echo around the station as the air quickly flowed back into the space she'd pushed it out of during her little sojourn, and a gust of wind ruffled everyone's clothing, and the plant girl's outspread leaves for a moment. Reaching out with a smile Temper opened her lunch box and held it out towards the central mass of the wasp swarm. [@Duoya]

[color=6ecff6]"I'm terribly sorry for that. I didn't even consider the possibility you might be more than you seemed. Here, I got these for you."[/color] The lunch box was almost overflowing with multi-legged critters, many of which started to make their way up and over the side as they quickly tried to make an escape from their unexpected prison.

[color=6ecff6]"Oh, and thank you for the sandwich,"[/color] Temper said, turning her attention back to the food girl. [color=6ecff6]"It was delicious. My name's Temperance, but most people just call me Temper. Please to meet you."[/color] Carefully balancing the lunch box with one hand, Temper held out the other towards the food girl, ready to shake if the stranger wanted to.[/color]