<strong>Name:</strong>Tommy Nakamura<br/><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>Windfall<br/><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>Junior<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Cafeteria<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Brandon, Molly, mostly open<br/><hr/><br/>Tommy strolled into the cafeteria, backpack slung over one shoulder and a temptingly-aromatic brown paper bag carried in the opposite hand.  Most schools couldn't boast a cafeteria like Nebula's, but they still couldn't measure up to his own cooking techniques -- it was worth showing up a little late if it gave him time to actually prepare something.<br/><br/>He slowed a bit to take a moment and look around and see who was still there, before deciding on meeting with some of the new students.  He tossed a lazy half-salute in the direction of Karter and the others, before approaching the table where Brandon and Molly were sitting.  Luckily, he happened to be coming from Brandon's direction, although he couldn't really have known that this maybe wasn't a good time to show up at all.<br/><br/>"Oh, hey."  He smiled at the duo in what he hoped was a disarming way, pausing rather than pull up a chair just yet.  "You guys are new, right?  I'm Tommy."