Roanesca is currently at breakfast and making regular fellow human friends that does not have any cool stuff.
This girl's way of talking gets to her nerves. Not the angel girl, but the tryhardingly seductive vampire girl.
"Good gods."
Sariel stood, still handling her half-empty coffee that shook slightly as she rose. A smug expression wrung her face, before making her attempt to gain the trust of the manna-scented girl and reprimand that Becky a little.
"Now, this Becky here is slightly right, the classroom for Biology is along the way to the Literature Club." Sariel grabbed the angelic girl by her forearm, preparing to keep her in proper hands if ever this lusty
Argonian Maid vampire snatches her away simply for the sake of obsessive desires.
"But as a professor, I have to know things about the students of this school, and believe me, you might want to come with me instead."
The Angel of Destruction paused, finished her drink, then winked her bright eyes at the new kid on the block.
"MAKE YOUR PICK! Which of the following do you trust more as a newcomer, a student or a teacher? Furthermore, if you want to get your big, weighty luggage off, I can take you to the living quarters." Sariel made another pause, letting go of the newcomer and inching a few steps toward Rebecca. A more complacent grin took over.
"You think you're going to win her over, huh? Maybe even do your tricks on one of my kind? Not today, you infatuated slag!" Becky ain't shit but hoes and tricks.