[h1][color=purple]Kalama Guynn[/color] & [color=cadetblue]Rowan Childe[/color][/h1]

[color=purple]"Yeah... something like that,"[/color] Kal muttered to Caleb, unable to look him in the eye as she dodged his question. Fortunately she didn't have to avoid him long as Valeria stepped in, once again coming to the rescue. Kalama offered the athlete a grateful smile, but she was already looking away, addressing the group while giving Elysia an intense, curious look. She felt a pang of jealousy for the attention the other girl was getting before putting two and two together and realizing that Val probably wasn't familiar with American Sign Language. She opened her mouth to explain, but the group was already moving on to other topics and so she shut it again.

[color=cadetblue]"I like the idea of going now, but it's not office hours and I assume our professor has a life,"[/color] Rowan pointed out. [color=cadetblue]"Does anyone know where Mr. Mouse lives? If not, we're probably stuck on that front until Monday, unless we want to go to all the professor bars to figure out if he drinks away the pain of teaching a bunch of misfits like us."[/color] He smiled disarmingly, making the statement clearly a joke rather than an insult.

[color=purple]"What about the TA?"[/color] Kalama suggested. [color=purple]"Her number is in our syllabus for any after-hours homework help questions. Could you put your spell on her over the phone, Kyle? Maybe make her divulge the prof's home address or something? Unless someone wants to suddenly manifest the power to find lost things..."[/color]