As the student approached Lori, she stiffened at his words, and paled even further as she leaned back when he outstretched his hand towards her. No longer hesitating, she scrambled up from her seat to create more distance between them. "Uhm...uh...n-no th-that's okay, I'm uh...sick! Yeah, I wouldn't want you to catch whatever I have." She nervously laughed as she gathered her things together. Whatever plan she had formulated to leave was immediately thrown out the window with this new variable introduced. "It's...uhm, super contagious." She brought her fist up to her mouth and loudly coughed into it, "see, totally not a good idea, haha." He may have looked human, but one human did not address another as 'human.' This guy was for sure another monster like everybody else and she wasn't going to stick around to see what would happen. She needed to get to the Dean.<br/><br/>Swinging her backpack over her shoulder, she attempted to make a beeline for the door, only to find she had not been able to take more than two steps when the TA addressed her. The professor, noticing what was happening with Lawrence's sudden departure of his desk, called the student over, "Mr. Wraithwood, please leave the new student alone. When she's ready to socialize, she'll let you know." He spoke the next part quietly, but enough for Lori to hear him, "and next time, when you introduce yourself to somebody such as her, just a handshake will do." Professor Salini explained, a sincere smile on his face as he educated the youth in the ways of human affairs, offering his own hand to him as a form of example and a mark to ensure he understood. Lori couldn't help but look over and feel somewhat...appreciative of the naga...the professor.<br/><br/>Professor Salini noticed Lori's gaze on him and very quickly winked at her before turning his attention back to August. Lori's cheeks reddened once more. Perhaps things weren't that bad?... There goes her mind again. She quickly shook her head and mentally scolded herself before she could go any further with that thought process. It had to be that bad. Nothing else could make sense. She was just something for monsters to poke and prod and such. A toy to play with, and then end with eating, she was sure of it. Now what was Lawrence saying? She turned her gaze back to the TA and immediately regretted it. Clearing her throat she looked away, but listened to what he had to say, not wanting to incur any wrath from him. The eyes were unsettling on their own, but the sharp fangs that filled his mouth reminded her of the various shark attacks heard on, not just the movies, but occasionally on the news as well. "I would imagine if I was told beforehand I'd never agree to it...and they're right. That's why, I'm sorry, but I really need to go see Dean Atir. There's some mixup, I'm not the right person for this job." She tried to play it off like she felt she was simply unsuitable for the position. "As for the celebrity status and friend connections, I think it'd be best if I just stayed by myself," her eyes stayed locked to the floor tiles as she spoke, "I'm...uhm...kind of a loner, ya know?" She couldn't remember the last time she lied so much in a single sitting.<br/><br/>"Now...uhm....I'm sorry, but pardon me. I need to get going." Before Lawrence could protest, she continued her previous beeline towards the door and shot out the door in a half run, making her way through the halls of the school. She didn't pay attention to where she had been going, her breath moving at a pace much faster than her feet, and her mind moving even faster. She just ran, running down various paths, making turns at random intervals, until finally she found a mostly secluded hallway where she took a moment to lean against the wall and take a breath. As soon as her body stopped moving, her breathing got heavier, and she quickly leaned her back against the wall, sliding down it to a sitting position for fear of passing out. She wanted to just curl up there and cry, but there was no time for that. She needed to just take this breather and find her way to the Dean's office, or just find the exit. As soon as she managed to get her breathing in check, she glanced around only to realize she had no idea where she was. She reached into her backpack and pulled out the folder that the Dean had provided her before and peered at the map inside. Looking back and forth between the map and hall she was in, she was able to figure out that....she was lost. "Shit..." she closed her eyes and dropped her head back against the hard wall in frustration.<br/><br/>With another groan, she forced herself back up to continue on her search. She walked down the hall, taking her time this time around, and glanced around at the rooms, trying to find some marker or nameplate that could help her figure out where she was and how to move from there. While she kept her focus to the sides of the hallway, though, examining each door she passed, she hadn't been paying attention in front of her when she ran into somebody, stopping her in her tracks as she instinctively yelled out an "I'm sorry!" freezing in place once more from what, who, she had run into.<br/><br/>(whoever wants it! here's another opening :) can be an established character, can be new, i don't care lol )