<strong>Name:</strong>Azari Bellare (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=280698.msg13813147#msg13813147)<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/WuIH8hz.jpg)</div><strong>Date:</strong>September 12th / Noon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Campus Grounds, at the Lunch Hall<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open, basically<br/><hr/><br/>Following her classes, Azari was given the chance to eat! Considering her morning, the girl certainly was famished and the idea of getting to the cafe, just so she could perhaps get some lunch was only making her stomach growl louder! There's a sort of determined expression on her face as she seeks out someone who could possibly cook for her on this day, because she couldn't go into her next class on a empty stomach, even if she was able to coast by throughout the morning. Upon getting her food, a steaming hot serving of curry, the girl is practically drooling as she makes her way from the cantena, eager to dig into her bowl.<br/><br/>Except, she would never be given the opportunity. She hears a bit of a commotion, sees a pale, nude body that looks suspiciously like her roommate run past her, and then two other burley figures follow, both of them practically barreling her over in the commotion. She lets out a shriek, half shock, half horror, as the lunch she so carefully asked for, was tossed to the ground, wasted.<br/><br/>"<strong>Hey!</strong>" There are tears of frustration in her eyes, clear annoyance building in her as she could feel her body begin to heat up almost instinctively. She takes a deep breath, baring her teeth to the burly teenagers. With the spiky hair, the strange sort of indentations along their gray-ish skin, she could tell that both of them were some kind of rock type hybrid. Neither of them seemed to take too kindly to be interrupted in... whatever pursuit they were on, but upon seeing the challenge in her eyes, they didn't seem too pleased either.<br/><br/>"What?" One of them scoffs, kicking her spilled lunch aside. "Are you about to cry like a baby over some spilled food?" The two boys share a laugh over the mean spirited jest, which only makes Azari's blood boil further. Curling her hand into a fist, she hisses.<br/><br/>"I<em>hate</em>bullies!" Her wrists seem to become swallowed in flames as she shakes, looking to the discarded food. "Especially those who waste food! Are you trying to challenge me? Were you raised by wolves, perhaps? I've<em>never</em>ran into such barbarians in my life!" The more she shouts, the louder her voice seems to boom, flames roaring and singing her uniform now.