[u][b]Taya Tsuin[/b][/u]

"That's no good, Saitou..." Taya commented, her soft expression turning into a pitiful smile.

"You shouldn't give up on everybody like that... I'm sure they're all nice people, in their own way. You should believe in them more... so that we'll all get out, together!"

Taya tried her best to make her expression less somber, but the heavy atmosphere around the campus seemed to get to her. There was an air of unease and insincerity around her words, even if she wasn't aware of it. The two fell silent for a short while as more people started to pour into the cafeteria, each with their own ideas, findings and suggestions on how to escape. One in particular stood out, the proposal from Iclyn. A locked, large building in the center of camp... she'd seen something like it on the map, but would breaking in there really solve anything?

"Uhm, Ic-!"

The cross-dresser interrupted herself from getting up to address the hairdresser once she noticed Fuchs having appeared out of nowhere.

"Eek-!"

Jumping a little from being startled, it took her a moment to calm down and register what he'd been doing. Fuchs set down a glass with a purple juice in it, right where Taya had been sitting. Before she could process it all the way, though, he was already starting to walk away. She tried to call out to him.

"Wait, no, Fuchs-!"

It turned out to be too late as it fell on deaf ears, Aurel having long left the duo behind. Taya blinked and looked back to the glass, then crossed her arms over the table in front of her so she could bury her head in between them. Strands of hair scattered all around as she let out a heavy sigh.

"Mou... first he almost gets my name wrong, and then he gave me a drink I don't like all that much... I wish he wasn't always so hurried..."

She whipped her head up again, hair flying back as her face had turned into a full-fledge pout.

"Saitou! Are guys always this insensitive to a girl's feelings?! He'll never find love that way..."

Taya let out a heavy breath again, resting her head in the palm of her hand. This whole meeting was a mess to her and she didn't know how to deal with it. Everything was moving so fast and everyone was talking over each-other. She didn't even have the time to register what Hamazura had said... or Saitou, for that matter.[hr][u][b]Momoe Mizuno[/b][/u]

Momoe threw the last piece of her sandwich into her mouth and swallowed it not soon after. She sat backwards at Hiroki's table, resting one elbow against the edge of it to easily lean back and observe the chaos unfolding.

"Man, you sure picked a convenient spot to eat... I can keep an eye everyone from here."

The smuggler's comment was accompanied by a wry smile as she looked back over her shoulder to the wimpy teenager, though it turned to disappointment when Hiroki didn't seem to share her enthusiasm.

"Dude, chill and grow a spine already. You're seriously going to wind up an easy target the way you are now."

With that comment, Momoe pushed herself up again and brushed a few of the crumbs of her coat. She scanned each face in the room again, taking a mental note of how everyone was doing and feeling. The smuggler noticed the weird girl from yesterday, Ayu, staring off into the crowd as well. She was so hard to get a read on. A blonde and orange-haired chick made their way to a meek, shy girl that seemed to be fumbling for words. Off in their own world. The priest seemed to be talking to a face Momoe couldn't put a name to, while the rest were scattered around the cafeteria and arguing amongst each-other... except for the little girl taking notes, which was a lot more productive than anything else this lot had been up to.

"Oi, Lich queen," Momoe threw out by raising her voice, the one eye she had darting over to Snow.

"Your idea's dumb. Didn't you read the rules? Breaking into anything that isn't a cabin will only get you killed. I mean, hey, if you want to be the first one out, be my guest."

It was cocky and arrogant, but Momoe didn't have any problem playing the villain. Her entire appearance lent itself well to that role. Besides, she had to get people to listen [i]somehow.[/i]

"Ginshi's got a point, though. Our captors seem to be going through an awful lot of trouble to make life for us as comfortable as possible around here. Isn't that kind of strange when they want us to kill each other? I don't think we're going to be able to screw around like this for long. Though, it's not like I care much."

With a shrug of her shoulders and a self-assured grin plastered across her smug face, Momoe sat herself down again. She spied another untouched meal not too far away from her and grabbed it as well, biting down on the second sandwich she'd have that day.

"These lot just don't know what's gonna hit them, huh?" she asked Hiroki while looking back over her shoulder.