<div class="floatleft">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mbelt1yP561rckavto1_500.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Qiang Nuo<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Student<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Kitchen; Breakfast<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Traitor, Ragnar, Autumn, Idris, Open<br/><br/>The food began to pass between her lips in a rapid motion.  Each segment was divided and conquered by her fork with little attention paid to the knife in her other hand.  Periodically she would stop her feasting to slam down a glass of juice or milk or even water as if her life depended on each drop reaching her stomach.  Each plate consumed was then set aside to be stacked atop the previous victims of her rampage.  The hoodie crafted to look like the top of a teddy bear had already been pushed back from her hair, black hair streaming down her back and across her shoulders.  Only when the man who had spoken like a sentinel made mention of her shoulder did she pause, but only long enough to give him a quizzical look and then offer the dragon a bit of sausage.<br/><br/>Around a mouthful food she beamed at Traitor.  “Thwaffle mphm Raphem.”  The words obviously unintelligible but this did not prevent her from continuing to beam at him and then continue eating.  Once finished she slouched back with a small burp and a giggle.  No sooner that she had finished was she up against, bounding over the table to leap over toward Idris with a tight hug.  There was a bit of bouncing within the hug before she let go.  The smile was still there as she looked over Idris’s dress.  The energy level still hadn’t each a level to where she couldn’t stop for too long and there was appreciation in her eyes as she looked over the other woman.<br/><br/>“Wow, this is awesome on you.  We’re going shopping today?”  There was a puzzled look before realization dawned on her eyes.  “Oh yeah, so forgot.  Alright, I have to get changed and stuff and stuff.”<br/><br/>A look was given toward Autumn that held a dimming of the light in her eyes and a frowned threatened the corners of her mouth.  “Clean bill of health, yes?  That is what they say.  Nothing wrong over here.  Hospitals are too stuffy, no fun.  We should go shopping instead.”<br/>