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@elishavet-pidyon

Lois is making me worried. XD

Because he’s not eating? Lol

“Well, I was intending to go to the sparring fields before other classes, although I haven’t the slightest idea where any of that is. What about you two?”

Ellis will probably head there too :]

@elishavet-pidyon @ellette-giselle

Lois

“I, uh, misplaced something. I was going to go searching for it.” Lois looked at his untouched plate, forced one bite of eggs, and then washed it down with his last gulp of coffee.

@ellette-giselle @elishavet-pidyon @koshka @loopylin

*Bows in royal Meme Queen fashion* Thank you

The Wilhelm one keeps making me giggle.

I do like that one a lot, hehe

I like imagining myself sounding like JK Simmons

@whalekeeper

hehe these are great. The Wilhelm one keeps making me giggle. You are, truly, the undefeated Meme Queen

@whalekeeper

love it!!!!!

@ellette-giselle

Haha! I want to see so many more!! XD

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@elishavet-pidyon

Love Wolf’s hashtag!!!

@loopylin

Wolfgang

They were in danger! He’d said as much! He thrilled with excitement. This was going to be the best school ever! Before he could say as much to his new friend, the boy stood up, banged into him, and walked away. Wolfgang moved to follow him, but someone grabbed his sleeve. Reinhard.…[Read more]

@elishavet-pidyon Your writing was probably fine I just question myself on everything XD

@elishavet-pidyon

Sorry I can’t tell who Wilhelm was talking to when he asked “are you all right?” If he was talking to Wolf, you can ignore the “yes fine” part

@ellette-giselle @elishavet-pidyon

Lois

Lois blinked a few times. “Yes, fine. I’m Lois. Thorne.” The tension had eased a bit now that the dark haired boy had left. He eyed the empty chair, wondering if he should sit closer to make conversation easier. He didn’t move. He looked at Wilhelm’s friend. “I… I was worried he was going to hit you.”

@loopylin

Moth

Moth almost got up right away, but he hadn’t eaten anything yet. He found a scone and spread orange marmalade on top, licking the juice off the knife. He got up, savoring the scone with little bites, and followed Ellis at a distance.