<div class="floatleft">(http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/gundam/images/9/96/Biscuit_Griffon.png/revision/latest?cb=20150716060003)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Benjamin Stewart AKA: Biscuit<br/><strong>Location:</strong>exploring the school, Club Rush.<br/><strong>Time:</strong>First Day, Afternoon<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jonathan, Natsume, Ryuuj, Megumi, Taro, Open<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Boots, Dusty blue jeans, Army Field Jacket, Field Cap, Aviator Goggles, black Foothills brewery t-shirt, Packed Army duffel over his shoulder.<br/><strong>Doing:</strong>checking on Natsume.<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Italicized means spoken in English<br/><br/>----------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Biscuit shifted his weight, and moved the duffel from one shoulder to the other as He watched the group they were in steadily attract more, and more people. Causing him to feel a bit crowded himself. Perhaps he should've took another route. Course as Ryuuji raised his hand, and called out to him. Biscuit smiled and waved back. "Hey Spark Plug." He called back with a smirk, and was quite happy to see that Ryuuji was more liking to take Johnathan's slip in stride and be goodnatured about it. Ryuuji seemed like a real OK guy after all.<br/><br/>Biscuit would then seen another approaching with a stack of papers in his hand, it was Taro and he would set them down before approaching the group as a whole. He spoke to Megumi first before turning to Biscuit, and Natsume. He gave a slight bow, and introduced himself. "Howdy, I'm Ben. A second year too. But jes call me Biscuit." Ben stated as he instinctively reached out to Shake Taro's hand, but stopped himself since it appeared that Taro was only going to bow. "I'm good, I think. Spark Plug was kind enough to show me around earlier. I Believe I can find the rest on my own."  Biscuit replied.<br/><br/>Though it quickly became apparent that all this commotion was not having a positive influence on Natsume. As much as she was trying to keep a straight face, her darting eyes were a dead give away. Then suddenly, she bade everyone good bye, and made a hasty retreat into the crowd. "<em>Hey Wait!</em>Biscuit called out in English to her retreating form. He was worried. "<em>Um...Catch y'all later.</em>" He replied in English once more before giving chase.<br/><br/>Though Natsume's small frame appeared to make it much easier for her to escape, but Biscuits bulk was proving difficult. Particularly with nearly 50lbs of stuff in his duffel. He bumped into several people in his pursuit of Natsume. He shouted apologies over his shoulder without even letting up in his pursuit. Several of the people promising they were going to kick his ass later. However, their threats fell upon deaf ears as Biscuit could see that Natsume was running to a less populated area of the school.<br/><br/>He slowed down as she came to a stop, panting a bit as his field jacket felt like a sauna from all the exertion. Sweat soaking into his field cap as he had to take a couple deep breaths. He heard her say something, and it sounded like she was degrading herself. Biscuit approached slowly, one held out palm open. The other holding his bag. He licked his lips to moisten them up a bit. "<em>Miss Fujimoto...</em>" He said, a bit winded. "<em>Are you alright?</em>" He asked. He stood about 4 feet away. Making sure not to crowd her, but at he same time acting a bit like a shield to keep the rest of the Student body from getting too close to her. The look on his partially flushed face showed concern as she suddenly bolted. "<em>Why are you an... what was that word, Idiot maybe?</em>" He asked. In his winded, and concerned state. He completely overlooked that he was talking to her in English.