<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/N4lStza.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Michael 'Mike' S. Astragalus<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 12 (12:00 PM)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main Campus, approaching Lunch Hall<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Amelie, Open?<br/><hr/><br/>Well, short of the awkward morning waking up and embarassing Power Control Class, today had otherwise been going quite well for Michael. He was definitely settling in to academy life, making a few friends here and there... Sure, he was unknown to others, but the less people that asked him about his incidents, the better.<br/><br/>Now it was coming up on 12 PM, which meant it was time to take an extended break with some lunch. He could have easily gone back to his dorm to eat, but he was more interested in the social settings... That, and fun stuff tended to happen in the Lunch Hall anyway. A fun lunch beat a boring and quiet one in everything but the relaxation factor. The only mystery now was...<em>What</em>was for lunch that day?<br/><br/>Last time it was Rizard Grilled Burgers, named for the fact that it was a style of food prepared by culinary artists of Charizard origin that tended to use extra spices to bring out a hotter, spicier taste than usual. The different ways people prepared foods made him realize he was still small in the world of fine dining... Or dining in general. Cooking Club was something he took very seriously though, so maybe one day... One day he could make something to be named by him. Or, failing that, learn how to make foods beyond the basics. That was probably a simpler goal for him.<br/><br/>As he wandered, however, he noticed someone familiar... Spiky and messy hair on a head attached to a rather rounded frame, he recognized that tomboyish look anywhere: His magnemite-legacy friend Amelie! Today had been a slow greeting of familiar faces from the earlier weeks, many of which had been little more than passing hello's and general introductions. However, he'd gotten word that Amelie tended to he different from other girls in that her weight was very different, much heavier than her build would imply.<br/><br/>All this meant was that Michael was curious, and so he crept toward her with a smile, as a quartet of vines slithered out from under his suit, before they surged forward. Once they got close to her, he called out while ensnaring her arms and legs with one each, attempting to lift her up: "Surprise weight test!"