Sooo, this Sunday, we're having a family bonding/fundraising thing, and today there were new students! Honestly, I wonder why they didn't just enrol at the start of the year like normal people, but hey, not my job to question it. Rose, as always, got to sort, so at the start of the day I had to watch her mocking everyone. Oh my gosh.
"Hello." -???
"Um, wait, are you a cat?" -Rose
*growl* "Yes, I am. Problem?" -???
"Oh, that's kinda surprising, 'cause-" -Rose
"In the name of the Six Spirits, nobody cares. Would you like a thousand scars on your face?" -???
Wow, he threatened to kill someone I dislike for daring to be surprised at an uncommon occurrence?
My hero!
"Now ask the question already." -???
"Ugh, I don't deserve this. What the hell have I ever done to you?" -Rose
*unsheathes claws* -???
"Fine. Name and interests?" -Rose
"I'm Khairul, and I enjoy philosophy." -Khairul
"Emos." -Rose
"I am not emo. Worst case, I'm slightly grimdark." -Khairul
"People's lives are important, and everyone has their place in this beautiful world. T/F?" -Rose
"False. Every word of that is false. In the long run, nobody will have any real effect on the universe. Name the best individual you can think of, and their most charitable act. Eventually, someone else would have done the same. The world is far too large, and time too long, to do anything that will truly help or harm." -Khairul
"... That's depressing. Very depressing. Now get your tail with the emos. Either that or outcasts." -Rose
OH MY GOSH HE TOTALLY DESERVED TO BE A JOCK OR SOME AWESOME ROLE. I mean, sure, he's kinda weird, sure, he has a very depressing and almost dangerous view on the world... But he's still epic!
I happened to be standing next to Scarlette, and I think I made a shocked sound aloud, based on the look she gave me.
"You alright there, Thalia?" -Scarlette
"Uh, yeah." -Me
After that, I quickly turned my attention back to the stage. Khairul was already walking off it, and someone else replaced him.
"... Nice hoodie." -Rose
*growl* "You dare insult me? I hold power you could only ever dream of!" -???
"Shut up. Hoodies are for boys, anyway. Aren't you a girl?" -Rose
"... I am not!" -???
Swinging his scythe, he caught her on the forearm, causing her to yelp and jump backwards. A drop of blood splattered against the ground, and she gasped, running backstage. I heard some talking, as the unnamed dog stood, seething with rage.
"Drop the weapon and get with the jocks. I would've put you in the outcasts or emos - I mean, you seem to fit the archetype of unreasonably violent towards authority figures - but, hey, rules are rules." -Rose
...
Unreasonably violent? Seriously? How the ham does someone even mistake that guy for a female? The only way his gender could be more obvious is if he wrote 'I am male' on his forehead.
"If the Outcasts consist of people who dislike you, then I'd rather that." -???
"As you wish, then. Now go." -Rose
"Greetings. My name is Arianna Rifran." -Arianna
"Right then. Hobbies?" -Rose
Narrowing her eyes, Arianna dug her nails into the underside of her paws, ignoring the pain.
"What's it to you?" -Arianna
"To me? Nothing. To you? What determines the rest of the school year." -Rose
"... Music, world-hopping-" -Arianna
"You're one of those stupid roleplayers, aren't you? Or D&D players? Go to the Nerds, stat." -Rose
"... tabletop gaming isn't stupid..." -Arianna
"Finally, somebody agrees..."Classes came and went, in which I paid total attention. Nothing much happened, really, until lunchtime. For most of the week, I've been sitting with Zavier and Scarlette, and I kinda like them. They're nice enough. While most of us usually buy our food from the cafeteria, she prefers to bring her own. I'm not sure why, honestly - the school's food isn't that bad. But she seems to really hate it, so *shrug*
We had a new addition to the table today: Khairul. I'm guessing he would have rather sat alone, judging by his personality, but there were no empty tables, and we were the most normal people there.
Yup. The guy with the fire on his back, the girl wearing a hat indoors, and the one who practically shouts all her sentences. Normalcy.
"Uh, hello." -Khairul
"HELLOOOO..." -me
... talking like that when nervous is obviously very common. And leaning into one's face.
"I, um... Stop that." -Khairul
"Wow, Thalia. Master of tact and subtlety." -Zavier
*cough* "Um... thanks." -Me
Look! I'm not writing in caps this time! That shows an improvement!
"... Just ignore her. You're Khairul, right?" -Zavier
"Correct. Seemingly the only cat here. Odd, but-" -Khairul
"Are the next couple sentences going to be philosophising? If so, I can safely say that you should stop talking now." -Zavier
"... Whatever." -Khairul
He scowled, taking a seat and curling his tail around him.
"Um, anyway, my name's Thalia." -Me
"Yeah, and I'm Zavier. In spite of the name usually being spelled with an X, mine has a Z, and people usually instinctively know that." -Zavier
"My name's Scarlette. Childhood friend of Zavier, newly-met friend of Thalia... Assuming she counts me as a friend, of course. I'm not certain." -Scarlette
Her gaze flickered to me; I responded by throwing her a smile.
"That's nice, certainly, but... you do realise I came here to eat, not necessarily to talk?" -Khairul