Pilot Candidate Festival (Open)

[Tally]

Roman canted his head to the side, peering at Phenyo shrewdly.  In all truth, she was impressing him, though of course he wasn't about to say that out loud.  Praise was to be measured out in a deliberate manner, timely, to ensure it pushed the right psychological buttons in the right moment.  So it was with punishment as well.  All candidates were different.  Some needed to be challenged and respected, while some needed a soft touch and shut down completely under physical strain.  And some required sledgehammers and fish hooks.  His job was to know the difference and act toward them accordingly.

"It's a deal."  With that, he straightened and sent Dyerlich a mental shrug.  "There are plenty of others.  Besides...you really think she can go four years without a slip up?"  Maybe she could, maybe she couldn't.  She might falter or she might  tire of having Arrow's fate weighing on her shoulders and break the bargain on purpose.  She might just plain forget—something Roman would never do.  He'd be on her every day, watching and waiting.  He looked forward to the rest of her candidacy.

No sooner had he finished with Phenyo when Alaina lost it.  By now, even Roman was sick of being stuck in that room with all these whiny kids, so he didn't waste anymore time getting them all out of there.

Sitting in front of Alaina, Col jolted out of his stupor and turned in his seat, reaching a hand out but hesitating, as if unsure whether or not he should touch her.  Biting his bottom lip, he reached down and retrieved her datapad.  "Hey," he said, offering it to her.  "C'mon, I think we're gonna leave now, okay?  Hey..."

"Gods, you lot are a moody bunch," Roman muttered, approaching the door until it slid open then standing aside with his arms folded across his chest.  Time to remove them from the situation.  No hope of getting them to focus in here.  Why was it these things could never go smoothly?  It always had to be something.  When he'd arrived he intended to just talk at them for awhile then let everybody loose in time to enjoy the rest of the day—himself included.  Then Mynatt had to go and test him, and now he'd have to go visit the ward later and waste even more of his time.  Bah.  Damn teenagers.

Raising his voice over Alaina's crying he said, "All right, all right, everybody out.  Let's go, out into the hall.  Come on, Alaina, you'll feel better when you're out of here.  And hey, let's try to get through the rest of the class without anyone needing to get their legs broken, yes?"

They needed to let a cleaning crew get in there anyway.

[Anonymous]

As the door slid open, Nika jerked slightly, stepping backwards instinctively. He had been staring at the door, unsure what he should do. He had just been about to decide to just leave when it had slid open, revealing a rather scruffy looking adult.

He had been stuck in a class and then had managed to get himself royally lost and by the time he had found the room the doors had been sealed shut. Which made him a little curious what had been going on inside. Probably something boring, which would be better then if he had missed something exciting.

The small candidate quickly saluted, "Sir. Reporting for class. I was held up at another assignment." And was lost, but that didn't need to be said. Though Nika really hoped this little party would be a bit more amusing then the rest of them had been. Nika so hated being bored.

A quick glance behind the Pilot into the room let him see that most of the class looked a bit shell shocked. Interesting. And the class was projecting fear and upset that Nika could sense it even through his tight shields. Damn, it looks like he had missed all the fun. Just his luck.

[Anonymous]

Phenyo was actually really smart, well, no, not REALLY smart but she was actually using her head. She was being intelligent to say the least. She was using her head and not her attitude, which she just seemed to adore to use. At least he knew that Phenyo wouldn't need her legs broken with the sledgehammer. She wasn't that kind of Candidate. She would need a lot of psychological no doubt, and maybe just a little physical. Just a little.

Least he hoped so.

Well I think that she might succeed out of pure spite. It will be interesting to watch her. She's almost...maternal. You humans sure take such strange fixations with each other. Not that it was really a bad thing perhaps but it was more just...interesting to see. They all acted so strangely and were all just so...

Different?

Dyerlich dusted himself off, clearing away the particles left on his elbow spikes, and the dried blood he decided he should accompany them on this little trip. Phenyo and he needed to have a conversation after all. One she would not be missing either.

Dyerlich decided to hang back a little bit and watch what was happening. More so since there was someone at the door in front of Roman. Oh ho.

Things suddenly could get interesting. The boy was trying to put up a shield but...as if that could really be a match for anything like a Pilot's skill. He had been lost. The shield had been impressive but all you had to do was slip in through the cracks. If he wanted to, shattering it could have been a bit more fun but this was even better. Getting lost hadn't been the boy's fault of course but lying right in the face of Roman? Oh that was just asking for trouble. A lot of trouble.

It would be fun for them though of course. A whole lot of fun.

Could the class handle more 'motivating demonstrations' from Roman?

[Anonymous]

Alik positively sashayed down the hall that led to the room where the other Candidates were meeting. He refused to admit he had been lost; he preferred to think of it as "fashionably late"... and Alikaahra Ipfeiyi was never unfashionable.

Not even in this Candidate's uniform. I daresay I look rather fetching.

He was not being mentored by anyone yet, and could not fathom why the Pilots hadn't been lining up as soon as he had entered the Candidate program. Ipfeiyi may not have been a household name in Aedolis (in part because it was so difficult to pronounce), but Alik still had connections to the four corners of the universe. Thus it was rather disappointing that he didn't have a Pilot mentor. It will have to be remedied right away, thought Alik.

He noticed another Candidate in the doorway, and stepped up behind him with a handsome and rather insolent grin. "Sorry I'm late," he said, just shy of too offhandedly. "Have I missed anything important?"

[Rhi-Rhi]

[Wowza. xD *getting posting order straight in her head* Okay, so it's now me, Choco, Alaina, Draco, Tal, Zombie, Shizzy, Incen.]

Alaina suddenly bursting into tears to the tune of some creepy and bizarre some that Arrow couldn't place the origin of was not helping, and she gave the other candidate a quick, worried glance. She couldn't remember Alaina saying much of anything except when she'd spoken out against Val's punishment. Other than that, she'd been quiet and stoic; while she'd cried and thrown up, while Chica had comforted her, and while Phenyo had comforted everyone else and Col had looked withdrawn and sick, Alaina had been the one who just hadn't reacted much. Arrow had assumed she was either incredibly strong or incredibly apathetic.

Now it was obvious that things had been affecting her. She was probably the kind of person that let things build up until she broke down...

And who was singing about coconut flavored candidates?!

Arrow's head was spinning, but she didn't feel nauseous anymore and she was all out of tears. Now she was just feeling numb and strangely disconnected. Even as Phenyo bargained with Roman for her sake, she felt numb...though still scared. How could she not be? But Phenyo was listening; she'd done as she was told, and Arrow exhaled slowly and slumped back on her chair, muscles going slack and eyes closing.

Gods, was this how she was going to have to live now? Attached at the hip to Phenyo, always fearful that she might slip up and she'd get hurt? Arrow had no intentions of doing anything but what she was told; this whole class was her motivator, and she may not have been upper caste, she may not have had the best education, but she wasn't dumb. All she needed was to watch someone else get burned to know better than to touch the fire.

When Roman spoke, Arrow jumped, both because he scared her and because the suddenness surprised her, but when that door opened and Roman told them to go out, she was among the first to hop to her feet. She shot another worried look at Alaina, empathizing, and she would have gone to her if the boy that had helped Roman in his 'demonstration' hadn't gotten there first. She might have still gone anyway if the scent and sight of blood wasn't already too much, so she left Col to handle her and headed quickly toward the door and fresh air.

On her way out, though, she paused by Phenyo, only briefly because she wanted to get out and she could talk to her more out there. "Thank you," she whispered, forcing a shy little smile, before she scurried past Roman, out of the room and into the hall, stepping around the two boys waiting outside. She overheard one asking if he'd missed anything important, and a dry, bitter laugh escaped her before she could bite it back.

Yeah...you only missed a couple breakdowns and a kid getting made into a cripple, she thought with a shudder. If they only peeked into the room, they'd probably be able to see--and smell--the remnants of what they'd missed.

Not to mention Roman's shirt had some blood on it...

She shuddered again and folded her arms over her chest, making herself small and trudging off to stand back and away from the two. Late-comers. Roman hadn't punished she or Chica for being late, but after the sledgehammer incident she didn't want to be anywhere near them if they got beat down. "Be careful..." she muttered, for her own ears as well as theirs.

[Anonymous]

I’VE GOT A LOVELY BUNCH OF CANDIDATES, DEEDLY DEEDLY…

Wait.

When had then become all loud and different?

Chica blinked, trying to figure out how her song had changed.

This was stupid. This whole class was dumb, and it was full of stupid people. Orange eyes swept the room as she looked at them all with distain. The annoying one was crying, which just made her more annoying, and that boy was comforting her, which made him annoying too. Arrow was just silently freaking out or something, and Phenyo was playing the good little girl all of a sudden.

Chica certainly wouldn’t have been pacified by that threat. Hell, let him punish Arrow all he wanted. It was better Arrow than her.

In her mind, a tiny Chica was waving a tiny flag that said ‘Woot, leaving’ on it. On the outside her face maintained the mix of pouting, boredom and anger that Chica did so well.

Standing up, which really just meant raising herself back to her normal height, Chica followed Arrow out of the room. The girl paused, causing Chica to roll her eyes and grunt, “Move.”

She snaked after Arrow, then paused when she heard her suddenly laugh. It was the laugh of a deranged hobo. How odd. Maybe the girl had some spirit after all. She slid forward, intentionally shoving through the two guys and grunting, “Move!” a little more forcefully this time.

Really, they should have just moved out of the way without her having to say it.

Out in the hall she grinned maliciously at Arrow. Keeping her gaze firmly on the girl she circled her, her hair swaying rhythmically as she did. She made the circle tighter, so her tail brushed up against Arrow’s legs, then the end of her tail stopped moving, and she wrapped herself around the scared little candidate. She wasn’t trying to crush her or anything, just wrapping her tight enough so she couldn’t run away.

She ended up with her torso behind Arrow and her tail firmly wrapped around the girls legs. Chica hugged her from behind, thus trapping her arms as well, and leaned her head in so he left check brushed against Arrow’s right. He hair wrapped around the other side of the girls head.

“Hi,” she cooed, “I’m Chica, Chica Characa, we haven’t formerly met.”

It was so perfect; she could scare the crap out of the girl and just have it look like an innocent, playful hug. Devious.

[Anonymous]

A very audible sigh left her lips when he said it was a deal. Roman couldn't be all that bad. He'd leave her alone, sexually at least, unless Phenyo did something. As much as it made her want to smack something having to be a good girl for... However long this thing was again, it would be good. The poor girl didn't need to be raped along with getting pulled from her family and thrown here. No one deserved that. Phenyo gave a quick glance towards Roman and frowned lightly. Maybe that's why he was so grumpy.

With her head down slightly, she rubbed the back of her neck and looked up when Arrow brushed past and said thank you.

A thanks.

Phenyo smiled lightly towards her and stood up following her out. Damn. Phenyo looked up at the top of Arrows head. Taller than her. Ouch, ego poke. Sighing slightly and following Arrow out, now wanting to be at least a shield between the poor black haired girl and Roman. She wouldn't succeed, they were both taller than her, he could just reach over her and smack Arrow upside the head anyway.

Heaving a sigh she went and stood by Phenyo, ignoring the two late boys. They both just... Smelled like they thought they were important and Phenyo rolled her mismatched green eyes. And stared at Chica. The snake lady. What was she doing?

"Hey, can't you see she's scared already?" Phenyo snapped at Chica, her eyebrows lowered to glare. "Leave Arrow alone, okay? Please?" Oh.

(Blaaaaah. DX)

[Anonymous]

"Sir? I think Candidate... um... Alaina, I think? ...is cracking up, sir. Do they get sent to the infirmary for that... er... sir?"

Phenyo's voice again, tinged with a hint of annoyance as she headed towards the door. Alaina composed herself, wiping her eyes dry and silently cursing herself for losing it in front of the entire class. She was supposed to be older, a role model or something. At least, that's what her mother had told her before she left for the program. Now she was stuck here in a chair, staring at the ground. Welcome to your new life with a bunch of other weak psychics and Roman Rosales, Instructor From Hell.

"Hey," said a voice. Alaina looked up to see... Savage? ...the instructor's unwilling accomplice. Her datapad was clutched tightly in his hand. "C'mon, I think we're gonna leave now, okay? Hey..."

Alaina offered him a brief smile, taking the datapad from him without a word. At least there were a few people around willing to do something nice. She watched as Col stood up and headed for the door, feeling a little bad for him. That must have been hard, even if it was Val.

Chica slithered out of the room and into the hallway. From her vantage point, Alaina couldn't tell whether the snake-girl was consoling Arrow or trying to set her off, but either way it didn't look like it was helping her sanity at all. At this point, she didn't really care. Let them pick fights with one another; she wasn't going to encourage them like the snake-girl or try to stop them like... well... Phenyo.

Two new kids showed up, and they both began to act like Val. The aura of arrogance was so obvious; they were sledgehammer material from square one. Alaina laughed softly, then hated herself for being amused at the thought. Focusing herself, she tried to recall who they might be; the list she'd found was a few people larger than the class itself, so she expected latecomers.

I don't think they understand "fashionably late" here...

She pulled up the list of Candidates again, scrolling quickly through. There were too many extras on the list to guess, but... oh, wow... the lead vocalist and frontman for Indigenous Fairy was registered as a Candidate. That was news. Alaina managed an amused grin as she stood up and walked towards the door, tucking the datapad under her arm. Nothing like a weird coincidence to make you forget how much your life sucks...

[Tally]

Col was the last one out.  He didn't want to look at the bloody desk but couldn't help it.  It drew his eyes to it, and he gave it a wide berth.  On the way out he glared openly at Roman, who returned the look with the barest of patient smiles, not to be baited by a wounded candidate.  There was insubordination and there was deliberate provocation, and the one was not to be confused with the other.

With everyone out of the room, Roman followed and let the door close behind him.  More late candidates.  Punctuality would be a chronic concern with this group.  Neither of them gave their names, so he dipped into their minds and got them himself.  Alikaahra Ipfeiyi? Geez. Roman oughta fail him just for that name.

There'd been quite enough sledgehammer fun for one day.  He passed a look from Nika to Alik and gave them both a casual smile.  "Relax.  You're just late. It's not like I'd break your legs for it. Let's see, what did you miss?"  He tapped one finger upon his lips.  "Hmm, we just covered some basic information, got everyone acquainted, that kind of thing. And I gave a little demonstration.  Don't worry, it's nothing I can't repeat on the two of you later."

Inside jokes were so delightful.

It wasn't that he didn't see Chica harassing Arrow and it wasn't that he didn't care.  But the clashing of candidates was a part of the training program in a lot of ways.  Knowing how Arrow would deal with it—how they all would deal with each other—was vitally important to understanding them.  Unless they started inflicting bodily harm on each other, and sometimes not even then, he tended to let them sort out their own inter-candidate troubles.  While monitoring the interactions for his own purposes, of course.

Roman slid through the throng and started down the corridor.  "This way.  Keep up and listen up.  I don't want to repeat myself."  The hallway was busy with military personnel, and to a man they shuffled to the side and stood against the wall as Roman passed them.

"When we're done here, you'll all have the rest of the day to yourselves.  You can find your rooms if you haven't already, and if you don't know where you're staying, you can check any terminal in the ATC to find your room number and your schedules.  Candidates receive one day a week off and are in training the other six.  You are not allowed to leave the ATC without express permission from a Pilot, and even then it has to come through my office first."

Half-way from the classroom to the elevator, they passed another hallway branching off to the left, and Roman pointed it out.  "My office is down that way.  You can't miss it, it's got my name on it in big letters.  I'm usually in there every day from eight in the morning to noon, and if I'm not you can leave a message at the terminal."  He walked backward so that he could look at them as he lectured.  "You can come to me with anything, at any time; it's why I'm here.  Half way through the grace period, you will all be called in there one by one for your three-month evaluation.  We'll go over your progress so far and what you can do to ensure you remain here once the six months are over."

When he reached the elevator, Roman jabbed the up button and the doors slid open at once.  He stood to the side and gestured them in.  It was plenty large for the whole group.  "Everybody in.  We're going to the roof."

[Anonymous]

Nika gave Roman a picture perfect smile, nodding his head, "Ah, well, good. I'm glad I'm not in trouble." And he was rather glad that there had been another boy that arrived late as well. Less likely to get in trouble when there was more then one.

He looked a little puzzled at what he assumed was some joke he hadn't been there for. But he didn't bother asking for it to be clarified, he just stepped aside and fell in with the rest of the candidates as they filed out.

The mood was quite sour and Nika had enough sense to keep quite. Now didn't seem the best time to start meeting people. Though he did want to know what had happened. A quick scan of the others rather surprised him. There were some strange looking candidates. Might be interesting. And the snake one seemed a bit of a bully. Interesting.

He carefully watched everyone, more interested in his fellow candidates then he was in what the pilot was saying. He kept half an ear on what was going on, as it was probably good information to know. He did start to pay more attention at the mention of the evaluation. Those could be tricky, much harder to play act with someone who could read your mind. Nika frowned, not liking the sound of that much. Though maybe that wouldn't matter as much here.

Still mulling over the evaluation, Nika headed into the elevator, not paying much attention to Roman any more.

[Anonymous]

Demya half flew, half trotted down the hall with her talons clicking the ground. She was ina huff over not being able to find her mentor. Silly Victor, how am I supposed to learn anything if he hides from me all the time. When I find his office i'm going to screach his door down and.. Oops, hello, what do we have here? That pilot is cute. Surly, but cute.

Demya stopped and peered back around the corner to see a bunch of candidates with a pilot. That was odd. They looked all weirded out too, more than humans normally did. She tucked her wings behind her so that they streamlined with her back and down to her tail.

'Um, hello. Have you seen Victor? And.... what on Earth is happenning here? You all look like someone murdered your best friend.'

She stepped closer and examined the pilot's shirt. She looked from him to the candidates and realised that something was very wrong. Her look of curiosity turned to a glare. 'Did you know there is blood on you?' she asked.

[Anonymous]

Dyerlich had some things he he needed to go attend, so for him, this little adventure was over.  Still, he followed along with Roman, keeping near the Pilot as he looked to all the people in the hall. It was a little busy today. There must be a drill going on for the local military personnel. He could always go look into that, perhaps after he was finished a few things. He focused on Roman for a moment, deciding he'd let the pilot know.

I hope you have fun with your little demonstration. Please say hello to Scheherazade for me. I'm going to go finish up a little bit of business. Probably clean some of the blood off of me. I do hope to see you later, maybe make a pie or some cake even. Drinks are on me though if you come by, got some good scotch and rum. Dyerlich sent the laser like message to his former candidate. The boy was such a  treasure. Dyerlich wanted to have something sweet though, the pain from Val had been...nice, perhaps a little cruel, but it was still good.

Dyerlich turned about to look for Phenyo, finding her in the crowd with a small smirk. Phenyo, you may do what you wish for a few hours, but I'll be waiting for you in your room. I do want to talk to you, but take your time. He wouldn't push her into this sort of thing. But she had to return to her quarters eventually. If not, he could just go looking for her then.

"Well children, I hope you have a good day, I will no doubt see you all around the ATC. Enjoy your day off." He actually bowed to them, careful of his spikes before he wormed his way through the group and started heading down the hallway, humming to himself. Lots of interesting candidates here then wasn't there? They would have fun with their room mates no doubt. Roman would issue that later. It would be fun to see who ended up with who.

Fun times were going to come and never stop.

[Anonymous]

Alik followed the other Candidates as they filed into the hallway, not bothering to look at the room. I was later than I thought. At least I showed up with someone else. A black-haired girl passed him with her head down, and muttered "Be careful." Alik said "thanks," while being pushed aside, but she was apparently busy, accosted by another Candidate, this one with a snake's tail. Odd bunch, certainly...

A man passed them, with black hair much like that of the girl who'd just passed him. He had a regal bearing; something about him just said "in charge". He smiled at Alik and the other latecomer. "Relax. You're just late. It's not like I'd break your legs for it. Let's see, what did you miss?" The redhead couldn't help noticing that he seemed like the sort who might break your legs for being late. "Hmm, we just covered some basic information, got everyone acquainted, that kind of thing. And I gave a little demonstration. Don't worry, it's nothing I can't repeat on the two of you later."

Alik smiled back at him. "That's good, then, Thank you, sir." He followed the other Candidates, listening to Roman outline the day's schedule. Everyone seemed in a rather dire mood... best to go with the crowd, and not be annoyingly cheerful. A harpy joined the group from a side hallway, rather loudly, and a Pilot who looked to be a demon of some sort departed. Hope I don't get sent off right away...

Roman stopped, instructing the Candidates to pile into an elevator. It was big, but Alik still had a bit of an aversion to enclosed spaces with a lot of people in them. I hope my hair doesn't get too messed up. He stationed himself in a corner, hopefully to have fewer people around him.

[Rhi-Rhi]

Arrow had gone completely rigid, heart beating violently in her chest, when Chica wrapped herself around her and all she could manage was a sharp squeak of fright before her throat tightened with fear. She could feel smooth, cold scales rubbing against her legs where the pant-leg had rode up a bit, yet the rest of Chica felt strangely warm as the gorgon hugged her from behind, cheek pressed against hers. Chica could probably feel her pulse racing, breath coming in short, quick puffs like a scared rabbit. This must be like what those poor rodents felt like when they were being constricted. Arrow had never been able to watch those animal documentaries and oh gods they crushed them and then swallowed them and Chica had told her that's what she was going to do.

A low whimper caught in her throat at the thought, and she groped for words to speak that wouldn't be pitiful scared noises. But that was hard when a dozen other snakes were wrapped around your head, cold, smooth bodies caressing her skin, the rustle of scales rubbing against each other loud in her ears. She expected to feel needle-sharp fangs sink into her skin at any moment.

Arrow's eyes fluttered, and for a moment she felt like she was going to pass out. But she gave herself a shake to snap out of it and bit the inside of her cheek to keep from screaming.

"H-hi..." Arrow breathed, a quiver in her voice as she found she apparently couldn't speak louder than a whisper right now. She hated snakes, she hated snakes, she hated snakes. "I'm A...Arrow..." She gave a nervous smile and swallowed hard past the lump in her throat and tried to shift her body, but she couldn't move at all. It was like her whole body was being held in a vice, though it wasn't physically uncomfortable. If Chica squeezed a little more, it would be.

She leaned her head away from Chica's and desperately searched the room for someone would could get the gorgon off her, but everyone else was following Roman down the corridor, leaving her stuck there alone with Chica. They were gonna get left behind! And then...they'd be alone...and if Chica didn't crush her, they might get in trouble for missing the rest of class!

Her body was shaking, but she finally managed to come out of the shock enough to try and resist, and she started to struggle as much as the tight hug would allow her to. At least it was only Chica's arms around her arms and not coils; she could try and twist those free, so that's what she tried to do. "L-let go, Chica...please, we're gonna get left behind!" she gasped, finally able to manage more than a hoarse whisper.

It was then that she also realized how close Chica's face was to her head, and that if she really wanted to she could do something with that--but that was only if Chica didn't let her go. The girl was stronger than she was and from the looks of it, she wasn't going to be able to rely on anyone else coming to her rescue. The last thing she wanted to do was really piss Chica off, so...first let's see how far begging got her.

And Chica couldn't be that bad...could she? She'd been petting her back when she'd thrown up...maybe she didn't mean the things she'd thought. It did nothing for Arrow's fear of snakes or the sensation of being utterly trapped, but it was something.

"They're gonna leave us, we need to catch up..." She smiled awkwardly. "Please?"

[Anonymous]

“Which is why I’m giving her a comforting hug!” Chica retorted to Phenyo, accompanied with a fake pout. Really, it wasn’t like she was beating the girl to a bloody pulp or anything. People likes bear hugs, well, she was giving her a snake hug. Once people got over their stupid squeamishness towards reptiles it was quite a pleasant hug, honest.

So, it was Arrow Archer huh? That was pretty damn funny, and Chica made no attempt to hide her chuckling when she realised what Arrow’s name was.

Clinging to Arrow as she was Chica could feel the girls middle, feel how thin she was. The girl certainly didn’t have much meat on her, or any fat, she was just scrawny. Even if she could eat something that big and was of the persuasion of eating humans, Arrow would be a terrible meal.

She struggled and whimpered to no avail, effectively powerless against Chica’s superior strength, but when she mentioned getting left behind Chica blinked and then pulled her head back. Looking past the back of Arrow’s head she realised that the girl was right, they were getting left behind, by an ever increasing mob it seemed, as another freak joined the pack.

When the group disappeared around a corner – well, more of a bend really – Chica’s head came back down to rest beside Arrow’s. “Oh, I thought we could have some alone time.” She grinned and brushed her cheek up against Arrow’s, which was warm. The girl really was getting flustered by this. Mentally snickering, she decided to make it worse. “Just a quick nip and my venom will help you…relax.”

Without pausing she swooped in, teeth closing around Arrow’s neck and squeezing just a little. She pulled back off just as quickly, letting go of Arrow with her arms and uncoiling from around her legs. Ruffling Arrow’s hair she said, “Just kidding kid, just kiddin.”

Chica slid away after the rest of the class, quickly catching up to them at the elevator. With a seductive wink at Roman she slipped inside, ending up standing next to the red haired guy who’d come it late. Flirting with Roman seemed the best tactic to avoid getting her tail crushed. He was a male after all, and if she had to blow the teacher to pass this stupid course, so be it. Ignoring the guy next to her she crossed her arms under her breasts and sighed, wishing this day would hurry up and finish.