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[color=929292]Location:[/color] Alpha Prep > East Wing Corridor   [color=929292] Interactions/Mentions:[/color] [@Tonks][@Karuma][@Kitty][@WSilversun][/center]
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	"[b][color=black]No, really. After you. Afterall, it [i]is [/i]ladies first.[/color][/b]" Marrok rolled his eyes as he strode past.

	"[b][color=929292]Entitlement,[/color][/b]" he muttered to himself with a tone of disgust.  "[b][color=929292]Privilege is earned.[/color][/b]"  He came to a brief stop as Corbyn addressed the gathered.  Marrok glanced over to the skateboard aficionado and gave a confused smirk after he and the councilman's exchange.  It seemed like everyone thus far, with the exception of the Corbyn himself, was very laid back.  That was good for a few reasons.  It gave those that were focused an edge and it meant that it would likely be easy to get along with the others.  No one seemed real confrontational.

	That was a big change.  Marrok's pack was militant and disciplined.  Each member was family for whom you'd kill or die.  The pack was as strong as their weakest link, so they all made sure their weakest was still a force to be reckoned with.  Even Stan, the happy-go-lucky drunk, was a beast of a wolf when he was called to arms.  This whole environment would take some getting used to.

	As they continued inside, Marrok regarded the woman descending the staircase with mild curiosity.  She was attractive and petite, but he couldn't help but wonder what her other self looked like.  They say dynamite comes in small packages.  Maybe that small frame was hiding a monster.  As she helped Corbyn segregate the sexes, he followed the councilman toward the east corridor.  There was mention of roommates, which could present an interesting dynamic.  As they walked, he looked to the faces of those with him, continuing to size them up, to observe how they moved, how their faces reacted.  He felt like he could tolerate rooming with any of them and, actually preferred it.  Friends close, competition closer.  As the thought crossed his mind, his eyes fell on the larger guy from the van.  He'd definitely be one to keep eyes on.