<span style="font-weight: bold">Ric:</span><span style="font-style: italic">Speak of the devil. . .</span>Ric said in his mind when Fexiryn came over. "Hello Fexiryn how are you doing today? That's a really nice dress you wearing, it looks lovely on you." As sincere as he tried to sound the words still had a hint of sarcasm in them. It was hard to give compliments to those you don't really like. "Zemblo you can stay in my dorm if you like. I don't ind the extra company."<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Suriel:</span>Suriel awoke from his blissful dream to find that he was shrouded in darkness. It was a bit disoriented and confused as to where he was, but it didn't take long to get his bearings and realize that he was still small, wet, and sore. Muscles he didn't even know he had began to ache when he moved around. His entire body was now encased in the warm folds of someone's nethers and he found it nearly impossible to move. He jostled and shook as he tried to find a way out of this fleshy prison, only to find that all of the walls felt exactly alike so he couldn't discern where an exit was, his eyes were also useless in this inky abyss. So instead he pushed and shoved hoping that somehow he would escape.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Glaive:</span>Glaive made it to the cafeteria and tried to keep out of sight from the two. He knew how much Katsumi despised him and probably even feared him. Of course his job was only to keep an eye on them so it didn't matter if he was seen, but while he was here perhaps he could get some good information himself by eavesdropping on their conversation. He sat two tables away from them and pretended not to notice them or even acknowledge that they were there.