<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn%3AANd9GcTkQDLpLaGI7NrtNpALSvP24HMmleHsdGSqRgsl4P533S0ocOzh&amp;usqp=CAU)</div><br/><br/><strong>Character</strong>: James/Warpath<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Cafeteria<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Jean, Alisa, and/or Louis<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>“Morning! Looking for a place to sit?” said a female voice just before and to one side of James. She continued on while James was looking her over and letting his memory decide if she’d been at orientation or one of his new classes. Transferring in mid-term was always so problematic when it came to getting to know people. “"I'm going to go introduce myself to the new woman, Alisa I think her name was? Oh and harass Jean a little. Haven't seen him all week."<br/>She moved away towards a quiet corner of the cafeteria where only a single couple was seated. James shrugged to himself and trailed over that way as well, trying not to look too much like he was staring at the ass of the woman who’d spoken to him.<em>Although, I totally am.</em>he thought with a small smile.<br/>When they reached the pair, James set his tray down and leaned across to the others. “Hey there,” he said, extending a hand to Jean and smiling at the two women, “James Proudstar, not sure if I’d had the pleasure of meeting any of you yet.” He paused for a breath, “Interpersonal relationships aren’t my usual thing, Ms Frost told me I should work on that more.”<br/>