<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/YgIc0w8.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Michael 'Mike' S. Astragalus<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 12 / Morning (6:20 AM)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Masahiro and Michael's Dorm Room<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Masahiro, Maya, Open<br/><hr/><br/>The fact that the Fire type Masahiro was beside him was not lost on him, but the fact something had ruined his culinary work had bothered him just a bit more, as he looked about the table and under it. There were no crumbs anywhere, no loose pieces of food that would indicate something ate and ran. He couldn't even believe whatever ate the food had been quiet enough to not make a single identifiable noise... "I went out of my way to keep our room clean to avoid problems like this..." He sighed, brushing a hand through his hair.<br/><br/>With the cracking of Masahiro's knuckles, Michael winced, but felt some relief that no stray embers had come loose. "A-as long as no fire is involved... If we need to turn the room upside down to find it, we can. I'll take cleaning detail tonight." He sighed. It was the least he could do as long as his roommate didn't incinerate the place. He did, however, make a good point in watching the eggs. "Good idea... Keep your eyes peeled. I'll get started on remaking breakfast. Shouldn't take me longer than fifteen minutes." He spoke, calming himself. Plus the momentary distraction would move Masahiro away from him for a little bit, so overall it was a win-win.<br/><br/>A slight thump drew Michael's attention, as he spared one of his vines to creep toward the drawer he heard the noise from and pulled it open... Yet, there was only utensils inside, no sign of any life. The other noises moved further away, with Michael grumbling  at his inability to follow while his vines went to work on repreparing breakfast. Masahiro did good looking, but unfortunately there seemed to be no sign of any Rattata. "It's like this Rattata knows how to play us like a fiddle... We'd best stop it here before it causes trouble in someone else's room..." he sighed, moving to the fridge to see if they had any cheese. However, the odd, high-pitched squeak of 'Rattata' made Michael whirl around as he swung his hand out, sending the four vines he manifested surging forward... Only to pause at the last fraction of a second to contact. Almost immediately, Michael's eyes narrowed.<br/><br/>"M-Maya, you..." He grimaced, wanting to coil his vines around the girl and shake her silly for leading them on a wild goose chase. It wasn't the first time he'd seen the girl... Though their first meeting hadn't quite gone so well, showing him a side she almost never expressed... As annoyed as he was, however, the realization that he was in nothing but a tanktop and boxers made him step back and behind a chair. "So that was you all along...! It's almost 6:30 in the morning, why are you here? You couldn't ask for breakfast like a normal person...?" He hung his head... Well, the silver lining in all this was that rodents and pests didn't eat his food, and the fact she didn't seem to reveal any distaste showed that maybe she found it good. Looking to Masahiro for a moment, he retracted his vines.<br/><br/>"Oh, Masahiro, she's... Uh..." Friend wasn't the right word... "Shes an acquaintance of mine, we met sometime around the start of the semester... It wasn't exactly a comfortable one though..." He trailed off, rubbing the back of his head as he looked away. That was when he'd gotten his first infraction since coming to Sabrina's School for Special Students... Her and a few others he came to know got caught at ground zero, but only she really took it personally.<br/><br/>"She's sort-of like that annoying fairy you get in games telling you to listen, except when you ignore her she just keeps doing things until she has your attention."