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[When he first transportalized into the Balamb Garden dormitories, he was confused. He was sure he'd entered the warp gate that lead to the Land of Quartz and Melody, but Aradia was no where to be seen. Was this some new, hidden challenge level he'd randomly journeyed to? They'd only just started SGRUB, it was possible...]

[Except, the acceptance letter siting on the sleep square sort of suggested otherwise. And while he wasn't thrilled to be delayed in his mission to ~~make Aradia his girlfriend~~ guide the b100 team to flawless victory, the words "time compression" were involved. And if he knew anything about time shenanigans, it's that they were better off being left to the experts. And while the experts attempted to figure out how to get every one back to their own worlds, he might as well make the most out of his time here and gain ALL THE LEVELS. With any luck, he'd be back before anyone knew to miss him, mwahahahaha.]

[And the course catalog was filled with so many interesting classes... How could he ever chose?]

[He couldn't, that's how, and he spent hours pouring over the selection, putting together different combinations and specializations until finally, hunger forced him to emerge from his assigned respiteblock.]

[He made it to the front door of the dormitories before he was forced to beat a hasty retreat. It was day. Oh gee, it was the day. He'd been up all night, and now it was day, and he was hungry, and the sun was out.]

[There is now a troll pressed back against the wall opposite the main entrance, trying his darnedest not to look guilty and/or terrified. WHAT DO?]

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Nooooooot really! [She looks away and pulls out her phone to check the time.]

Wow, it looks like I have to be somewhere that isn't here so if you excuse me... [Not that she cared if they did or not, she stands up, flicking a piece of muffin at Tavros.] Try not to cause a fucking uproar, yeah?

I answered it when you first asked, ignoramus! Were you not listening to me?

[pause] I am not flirting! That is disgusting. Don't you dare make such vulgar implications again! A highblood like me, flirting with a lowblood piece of excrement like you? How depraved. [he shudders and throws the orange at Tavros's head]

Where are you going, Vriska? [He starts as she gets up, staring up at her] You cannot possibly be leaving me with him. I forbid it!

Aww Vriska, but I'm gonna miss yooouu~ Why don't we hang out later hmm? I'd love to see your place. [Smirk.]

Oh yeah, sorry I kind of just zone out when you talk sometimes. [He sighs a little, catching the orange and then dropping it into his lap, shaking his hand.]

Oow, ow ow ow, fuck.

[She stops and stares at Equius.

Then breaks out into a large smile.] Then leave yourself! Just take your food back to your room or something, sheesh!

[Narrows her eyes at Tavros, but says nothing and turns to leave. NO COMMENT.]

I shouldn't have to! I am a highblood, I should be able to sit and eat my food unmolested and unhindered by revolting lowbloods! [He points to Tavros in particular, glowering up at her] This is completely unacceptable.

[He catches the piece of the muffin and downs it with a smile, peeling the orange Equius had thrown at him.]

So what classes have ya picked so far? [Tavros asks to Equius, happily ignoring his statement about lowbloods for now.]

[Ugh, Vriska. Ignoring him, as usual. How dare she? He'd throw something at her, but he's running out of ammo.]

[Sigh. He shoots Tavros a dirty look while grabbing another carrot, swirling it through a little cup of creamy white cheese sauce] Not that it's any of your business, but I have selected a few of the basic training courses.

Liiiiiike the two we're supposed to pick I'd guess? What else? [he pops a piece of the orange in his mouth and leans forward on his bent up knees, eyes wandering about the cafeteria.]

It's difficult to chose, okay? [He makes a grab for the orange, intending to steal a piece of it back] I've only just been able to select which majors I wanted to take, and I don't know if I want to take three electives each or only two.

[Smirks, leaning over on the table with a piece of the orange hanging from his mouth, holding back the rest of it so it's out of Equius's reach.]

You can have thiiiiis one~ [He says, the orange slice still sticking out of his mouth. Tavros raises his eyebrows a few times.]

[....]

[What the dickens, Tavros. Equius is just going to stare.]

[Then snatch the orange piece from him and stuff it in his mouth, never turning his blank stare away. He will so have to down a bottle of sanitizer after this meal to make up for it, but still]

[He doesn't act surprised one bit, merely just slims his eyes a little, grinning.]

Awww, you wanted it that bad? Now you have lowblood saliva in your mouth. Sleep with that you stuck up muscle head. [He chuckles and sits up, peeling off another orange slice and popping it in his mouth, casually watching people once again.]

I will. Right after I wash my mouth out with soap and sanitizer.

[A celery stalk goes swirling through his cheese cup, up to his mouth. He really should be eaten that stuff, it was so heavily processed, but oh, it was so good. So cheesy and good.]

[Tavros pauses, glancing to he cheese dip. He smiles, moving a hand to it to pick it up and pour it all over the rest of Equius's food, not preference as to what, it's going over everything. He quickly puts it down and scoots away a little, eating more of his orange.]

[Kekekeke.]

[Asdaaaggaaajklwat?! Equius is torn between staring at his food in shock, and staring at Tavros in shock.]

What the bloody blue blazes-

[That's it, he didn't care if he would get in trouble, he puts his hand on Tavros's thigh and shoves]

[A sudden look of pain shoots over his face as he slides away, leaning forward, his hands clenching to his leg.]

F-UCK!

[A very obvious loud exclamation of pain leaves him as he sits up slowly, his hand tracing into the dent in his thigh. He clenches his fangs and snarls, soon taking breath and putting on a smile, looking to Equius.]

Awww, look what ya did Zahhak. Got a dent now... You're gonna have to fix that. [Grin. Ow, it's painful. Oh well.]

I do not have to do anything, mudblood, especially not for the likes of you. You deserve to walk around with that dent, you disgusting little mooch.

[He calmly licks an apple clean of delicious, cheesy sauce. Oh gosh, this stuff is amazing, he needs more of it]

Don't be like that~ I'm sure you want to take a look at these bad boys anyways so you can see what kinda work you do in the future? [Scoots back over, trying not to touch his legs right now.]

Not really. [He shrugs and stands, taking a bite of his apple as he walks away from the table. He heads back towards the food, licking excess cheese sauce off the side of his hand as he goes.]

[Shrugs with a smile.]

If you sa~y so~. Enjoy your cheese Sweatquius. [He rolls his eyes and jumps off the table, doing his best to ignore the pain in his leg. Whatev, maybe it'd up his threshold anyways.]

[Plus, he really doesn't feel like playing the dominant blood caste bullshit right now. Dealing was so much less tiring. And to be honest, he was getting his fill of Equius.]

[He glances over his shoulder at Tavros and rolls his eyes. Stupid, filthy, unruly peasant. It sort of made him long for the real Tavros; as pathetic and worthless as he was, at least he knew his place. This one just, ugh.]

[Well, at least maybe now he'd be able to fill his digestive sac in peace]

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