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[Gui-Chi]

Giulietta nodded meekly at Landon as he asked to sit down. Being picked on by boys as a young child she was wary of them, even if she was straight. She picked up half of her croissant and started to eat it, feeling very uncomfortable

[Small-but_deadly]

"No reason why you can't," Sammi replied, not looking at him but at her food. She always felt awkward around older boys, same age boys or younger ones and she was fine, but not older ones. She began to eat her food again and looked at Giuliette to see how she reacted to Landon sitting down with them.

[Shadow Lurker~]

{M o r d e c a i}

Mordecai shuffled his feet a little as he hurried after Renier. “Thank you. I think it’s rather odd though... but I haven’t met many Reniers either. It’s a nice name.” or he hadn’t met any at all, really. It was an unusual name, like his own, but it was interesting. ‘Way better than Mordecai.’ he thought, mentally rolling his eyes at how stupid his name must have sounded to others. But he had arrived at the orphanage with that name, unlike many other children who had had to be named by the matrons there, and he supposed that he was grateful that his parents had at least given him a last parting gift before leaving him in that god-forsaken place.

Mordecai heard the squeal of the first step, and froze up a little. Oh, how he hated stairs. They were the bane of his existence, an absurd fear that he couldn’t really overcome completely. However, he gathered his courage lest he look weak in front of his fellow spy, and managed to skip the creaky step. From then on, the descent down the stairs was somewhat okay for him... he still had that nagging feeling making his insides do small flips, but he could at least get down to go to breakfast without letting his fear show. Mordecai had always hated heights. He hated stairs as well, as they troubled him whether he went up or down. If he had to go down, he’d be looking at the floor below, and if he had to go up, he’d be getting further away from the ground. It was a crossroad where he didn’t want to follow either road. Mordecai managed to catch Renier’s question about the age of the building, but made no comment. He couldn’t have really guessed right even if he’d tried.

As they entered the canteen, Mordecai noticed that Renier headed straight for a chair, not bothering to get any food. So Mordecai made a detour to pick up two bowls of cereal and two apples, feeling that they were going to need them. He had to wait a little, but the queue was pretty short so he got his turn quick enough. Somehow, he managed to balance all of those until he was at the table Renier had picked, and placed one of the bowls and an apple in front of the boy. “I know the food here is terrible, but you might as well eat the apple, at least,” he said “Who knows what they have cooked up for us today... maybe they’ll have us running barefooted on hot coals.” As he took his seat, he heard Renier comment on how tired he was. Mordecai could sympathize. They didn’t get nearly enough time to sleep, what with that damned bell. Breakfast started much too early, in his opinion. He began pushing the cereal in his plate around with his spoon, but even then it didn’t look very good. Instead he took the apple, thinking he couldn’t go wrong with that. It was an apple, after all... As he took a bite, he realized that it was much too sour, but forced it down anyway. He hadn’t been kidding with that hot-coal thing. The “teachers” here were crazy.

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Ren groggily lifted his head when he heard the small thump of the apple and cereal bowl on the table. Slowly he reached out and grabbed the apple. "Thanks, and I don't think the teachers would go as far as walking on hot coals, but probably rock climbing to build upper body strength." Chuckling Renier bit into the apple, it wasn't that bad, but it was a tad sour to his liking. A frown tugging at his lips Ren instead pulled the cereal in front of him. "I can't wait until we practice combat, but the equipment, I always need help with. I just can't figure out where everything goes." Laughing at his own confusion Ren took a bite of the cereal. It was the best breakfast he had ever had at the place. There was a few complaints going through his head, but he wasn't going to voice them.

Sighing Renier watched as the cafeteia began to fill up with people, it seemed every few minutes someone else popped up. Pushing away the finished bowl of cereal he set the apple in it before looking at everyone else. Couching into his elbow Renier looked over at Mordecai. "More and more people keep coming, soon it will be cramped in here, but I think everyone is here." Ren almost wanted to jump with joy, maybe we will be left alone. The thought entered his mind as Ren reached behind himself and pulled his black and green jacket off the back of the chair. Draping it over his lap Ren looked back at the table. "Sleeping is out of the idea now. Plus I am interested in the people's emotions here. Some seem nervous and others are showing emotions in a very animated way."

Stretching his arms out in front of himself Ren wished he had a watch. He was ready for the long day of class, but he could talk and take out his frustration on everything but himself. Quickly, Ren moved his hand in front of his mouth to stifle a yawn he asked "Do you know what time it is?" Ren could only hope that there was only a little bit more time until classes started.

[Attila The Hen]

Landon smiled more, sitting down beside Sammi and taking a bite of his bacon. "So how old are you two?" He asked casually, yawning from lack of sleep the previous night.

[Gui-Chi]

"Fouteen. E tu?" Giulietta asked the question in Italian. She took a quick sip of orange juice after finishing her croissant. Italian had a much nicer taste than English however Not enough peole would understand her. Luckily however it was similar to French, a language most people were taught in school so the odd sentence here and there wouldn't confuse the boy. Hopefully

[Attila The Hen]

Landon smirked playfully. "Italian, eh? I'm fifteen." He chuckled, squirting some ketchup packets on his hashbrowns and stirring it up.

[Gui-Chi]

"Sono yōna tsukuriwarai shinaide kudasai.Sore wa anata ga bakamitai ni mieru!" Giulietta snapped, determined to beat him with a knowledge of different languages. She was always competitive and wasn't going to let a mere male beat her at anything

[Attila The Hen]

"Ich wette, ich weiß mehr Sprachen als du!" Landon snickered, smiling triumphantly. He may have been chivalrous, but he wasn't one to back down at this challenge.

[Gui-Chi]

"Wel byddaf yn gwrthod gadael i rhywun sy'n rhyw yn angram ar gyfer cloff yn yr iaith Saesneg guro fi ar unrhyw beth. Yn enwedig un sydd ond cerdded i mewn i'r ystafell, ac yn dechrau cellwair caru gyda phob merched yn y golwg" Giulietta said crossing her arms. She would not under any circumstances let this stranger Beat her at her own game

[Attila The Hen]

"Och, to ja flirtu? Nie zauważyłem! Nigdy nie będziesz mnie pokonać!" Landon challenged, laughing. "Moja babcia zna więcej języków niż Ciebie! "