[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180826/7b1a368fca8e3aaf9ab7b1717732c130.png[/img] [color=FF82A9][b]Time of Day: Morning[/b][/color] [color=FF82A9][b]Location: Dormitory Kitchen[/b][/color] [color=FF82A9][b]Interacting with: Willow ([@Shard]), S'Hraa ([@Lurking Shadow]), Orky ([@OrkytheOrc])[/b][/color][/center] [hr] Thalia narrowed her eyes for a second as Willow stared at...something. Like there was a person there, or something. She brushed it off when he turned to face her, returning his gaze with a soft smile. His racial degeneracy comment piqued her interest; maybe he had a bad run-in with some Orcs at some point? It wouldn't be too far off from her own experience, anyway. [color=FF82A9][b]"Yes, it's nice to meet you too,"[/b][/color] she said, taking a few steps further into the kitchen. It was surprisingly spacious, she noticed, though a communal kitchen probably needed to be. Lyka took a moment to sniff around the room, as she always did. Thalia was never sure if it was instinct, curiosity, or perhaps both. It didn't matter much though, they'd be living here after all. Just then, someone else came into the room. He was something Thalia had never seen in her life: some kind of freaking cross between a person and a serpent. The hair on the back of her neck stood up as he entered, looking around the room with what she believed to be a predatory gaze. [color=FF82A9][i]Is this guild full of things like this?[/i][/color] she wondered, feeling herself tense slightly. His asking for [i]live food[/i] sent chills up her spine. [color=FF82A9][b]"[i]Preferably?[/i] I would choose your words wisely,"[/b][/color] Thalia snapped, placing a protective hand in front of Lyka's face. [i]Preferably,[/i] whatever he was would stay far away from her. That would be nice. To make matters worse, the [i]Orc[/i] decided to return to the kitchen. Thalia felt a very sudden urge to leave; even Lyka had her hackles raised, which was a pretty clear sign of distress. Still, Thalia needed to get along with these people, right?