Child At Heart, Monster By Nature (A Shape Shifting RP)

Sebastian nodded, noting his French accent, which was paired with his Scandinavian one. He spoke up, replying "Hope your arm feels better. Yes, a knife is an assassin's weapon, and since Ryker wanted me to be an assassin..."
"We all have our specialties, which most of them are classified and we can't disclose them." Leverett replied easily.
 
Charles headed down one of the halls in an aimless walk, humming to himself an old rap song he liked, not noticing Atalanta walking towards him.
Sensing someone nearby, Atalanta stopped, mid step, and waited till they grew closer. She tilted her head slightly to the side as she looked hard at him in search of recognition. But, nope, she didn't know him. "Hey sunshine," she said when he was within easy hearing distance. "Maybe you've got an answer to my question?"

Victor said quietly "If I got in a fist fight, it would end quickly."
"Confidant and I must say, I like," Lucy said, smiling thinly. "Unless you meant you would lose quickly," she added, raising an eyebrow as she looked to him.
 
Donella chuckled and gathered her things together quickly before standing. "No more classes at least for today." She agreed then teased "You are lucky since I was winning"
"Oh, yeah?! Prove it!" Andorra teased as she wadded up the small paper and popped it into her mouth. She chewed as they walked out of the class room to head to the cafeteria.
 
Sensing someone nearby, Atalanta stopped, mid step, and waited till they grew closer. She tilted her head slightly to the side as she looked hard at him in search of recognition. But, nope, she didn't know him. "Hey sunshine," she said when he was within easy hearing distance. "Maybe you've got an answer to my question?"

"Confidant and I must say, I like," Lucy said, smiling thinly. "Unless you meant you would lose quickly," she added, raising an eyebrow as she looked to him.
Charles stopped, ending his humming to look at her. He replied simply "Sure. Unless it's what the chemical structure of zinc, or anything like that." He looked at her, waiting for the question she had stopped him for.



Victor shook his head, replying "I would win in. A. Flash." He decided to keep shut about his former history, but just left it at that.
 
"You two are in for a treat, then," Alexis said excitedly. After a moment she stopped and turned round to face Amara. "Do you like pudding?" She asked. Because if she didn't, she may not like crème brûlée so much, which would stink because it was darn good in Alexis' book.

At first Amara didn't hear her question but her voice helped to snap her out of her panic a bit. "Um pudding? Yeah no I like pudding." She replied after a moment. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes before stepping forward. She fought the urge to run and instead followed her two new friends through the halls.

"Oh good," Alexis said, sighing with relief. "It's not pudding, but it's similar enough that if you like one I'm sure you'll like the other."
" It'll better taste better than pudding, simply because we worked hard for that stuff." Dimitri replied with a chuckle. He held the door open for the ladies to enter the cafeteria first.
 
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Charles stopped, ending his humming to look at her. He replied simply "Sure. Unless it's what the chemical structure of zinc, or anything like that." He looked at her, waiting for the question she had stopped him for.

Victor shook his head, replying "I would win in. A. Flash." He decided to keep shut about his former history, but just left it at that.
"I know the chemical structure of zinc, so no, that's not my question," Atalanta said, frowning slightly at his reply. "Have you seen Priam—tall, lanky, hardly says anything but when he does it usually pessimistic?"
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"Well good, 'cause I don't hang with losers," Lucy joked.
 
"I know the chemical structure of zinc, so no, that's not my question," Atalanta said, frowning slightly at his reply. "Have you seen Priam—tall, lanky, hardly says anything but when he does it usually pessimistic?"
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"Well good, 'cause I don't hang with losers," Lucy joked.
Charles shook his head, and replied "From what you've told me...I'm kind of glad I haven't." He smiled a bit, hoping she would take offense to it.

Victor asserted "Well, I'm definitely not a loser. Not anymore". He said the last part with some spite.
 

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