<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7a/640px-Reynalle_3.JPG)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Syra<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 12 / Noon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Lunch Hall<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Selena, Michael (mentioned), Amelie (mentioned), Azari, Chris, Lulukat, others<br/><hr/><br/>Syra grumbled at Selena's questioning, that naivete was annoying her. Probably because she gave away her innocence so early in life; it just annoyed her now. She was used to getting her way and nobody stopping her or saying not to do something. "I only do what those idiots are doing when there's something in it for me." Syra replied to Selena. "I don't believe in love or any nonsense like that; just scratching a biological itch." She replied to Selena and sat down with her large platter of food; lots of sausage, sort of like breakfast for lunch situation with warm pancakes drenched in syrup and all that good stuff.<br/><br/>All this talk of fighting and other things didn't really interest her. Syra was an accomplished martial artist and could fight but her typing made her somewhat weak to it. That was only negated due to her ability to simply phase through attacks without them hurting her but she could only do it for so long before she ran out of energy.  Lulukat's reaction to Jumoke made her laugh shortly before she answered Selena's questions<br/><br/>"I'm being mean to people because I can be and they're not going to say anything. None of them have the balls to." Syra replied. "And they know I can very severely wreck their lives in retaliation." She said her annoyance seeming to fade once she got some food in her. Though she'd reach into the bag she had, producing a icy-blue bottle of something that glowed faintly a she held it up. "He always gets the good stuff." she said with a happy smile and looked at Selena. "To answer your question: no I don't feel bad. Should I?"