[MINGLING][OPEN, MULTI] Let's go get italian food

@Milk

Plate piled high with greasy goodness, Murphy glanced over at the tables and checked his options. Most of the seats were already taken or had someone who seemed to be waiting for others to arrive... wait, was that girl eating an onion? Well, if nothing else that might make for and interesting conversation, and she seemed to be a student at the academy too so maybe he could figure out how the hell to actually get to the campus. Cautiously he wove through the increasingly growing crowd and sets the tray on the table next to Milk. “Er, this seat taken?”

@"Clockwise Dream"

Ah right. He was at a table, he should order something off of this terrible looking menu. It wasn’t as though he thought it was really amazingly awful, but he didn’t generally eat unnatural food. Okay. So what seriously was wrong with the food here? There didn’t seem to be any veggies or anything on…any of the food. Pizza. What was in pizza? Cheese was from cows, he could see the sustainability there, so maybe that would be good. Oh! You could put veggies on pizza, that would be good. Right, maybe that would be his plan.

“Yes…um…Food. I suppose I’ll get some form of pizza.” He rolled the word around in his mouth for a second before he said it. How the hell did they expect anyone to order something fresh from this place? Ugh. He would do it…he would break himself trying to do it. “Yes. Pizza, but with…many toppings. Fresh…as you can make it please? Pardon…I’ve never had pizza before so this will be an experience. I understand it’s made with bread and cheese?”

Bread sauce and cheese. How could that be wrong?

@"Michael Andrews"

''Sorry, but food's at the table'', he said, pointing the man towards the overcrowded buffet some distance across the room, barely fazed by the strange order. He had heard worse at the bar, when people got to the point of being so drunk they didn't even know their own name any more, let alone the name of what they were drinking. And besides, he had grown up on the Island, taught by his mother day in and day out that not everybody that came here had had a life like his own before. At this point, he didn't assume anything about anyone any more.

''I'm just here for the drinks'', he explained further, though he somehow felt obliged to help out the golden-haired man at least a little. ''But there is pizza there, I'm sure, of all kinds, and well, it's fresh'' if nothing else he finished to himself, biting his tongue just in time. ''So you just go over there and get it, and if you want anything to drink I'll bring it back by the time you're done.''

@"Omino"

Milk hadn't really expected anyone to sit at her table. She gave the male a quick glance over, tilting her head to the side slightly. "No, that seat is not taken. As you can see it is sitting there in the possession of nobody, therefore not being taken." She stated monotonously, before taking another bite of her onion. What a strange fellow.

@King

He blinked, “Er, true, no one is currently sitting here, perhaps I should rephrase the question to, 'are you saving this seat for any particular individual?'” He settled into the empty seat without waiting for another answer and began digging into the pile of greasy meat and cheese on his tray with the appetite of one who was worried that the food may be taken from him at any moment. Several bites in he finally took the time to wipe his mouth and actually get a better look at his dining companion. She seemed about his age, probably in some kind of sport judging by her wraps and outfit. The monotone and onion were anomalies but she seemed fairly safe to talk to... and cute as well if he was being honest. “So uh, are you a part of Starlight Academy?”

@"Omino"

"No, I am not saving the seat for anyone, you may sit. As you are currently doing." Milk said, before returning to her onion. It was quite good. She idly watched the man who sat with her shovel food into his mouth. It was, at the very least, more interesting than staring at the wall.

She took another bite of her onion and nodded at his question. "Yes, I am a part of Starlight Academy. Why do you ask?" She asked, taking a sip of water.

@King

Murphy flashed a weak smile before taking another bite of what looked to be some kind of calzone. The food wasn't great but the price was right! He takes the time to actually wipe his hands on a napkin before speaking. “Well, I'm new on the island and uh, kinda got lost on my way to the academy.” He reaches into his pocket and presents his acceptance letter. “Don't suppose you'd be willing to show me how to get to the campus proper. Ah but I'm being rude, my name is Murphy, Murphy Banks. A pleasure to meet you miss...?” he extends a hand in greeting.

@"Omino"

"I am willing to show you the campus, yes." Milk said as she shook the mans hand, her grip incredibly strong. It was similar to sticking your hand in a vice. Luckily for Murphy, it was over fairly quickly.

"Milk. It is nice to meet you Mr.Banks." She said in her monotonous voice. She finished her onion with another few bites, and drank the rest of her water. "I am ready to show around when you are finished with your food."

@King

Murphy winced as his hand was nearly crushed by the girl's grip. Yeah, she definitely partook in some kind of sport. Swimming maybe? Though the wrapping suggested martial arts perhaps.

He shoveled down the rest of his food and grinned. “Sounds good Milk, and please, just call me Murphy.” He stood and shifted his shoulder bag to one side, giving her a small bow. “I'm ready whenever you are, please do lead the way.” The restaurant was reaching peak occupancy, and he hardly fancied being around a bunch of loud and drunken students.

Rayn was just identifying the faces coming by with her drinks in her hand...... yes.... drinks.

Then a fairly handsome guy walked in with a turtleneck and pretty, blonde hair.

At that moment Rayn nudged Kris who was reading a book at the moment. "What about him?" Kris tried to read his mind but it was harder than usual. Either the guy was a robot, undead or something a bit more special than that. "He's an angelic being?"

Rayn turned to him, "I'm practically water and you're a cheap ripoff of professor X."

Kris ignored Rayn's remark since he's kinda used to the things his little sister would say.

The blonde boy sat down in front of the band. "We should go talk to him."

Kris stopped her. "Look at us, were practically dressed in all black, both of us just walking up to him might freak him out," he looked at the guys again and looked back at Rayn. "How about you go over to him and talk to him and I'll tell you what he's thinking."

Rayn nodded in agreement. She walked over to the guy and sat in the seat next to him. "Hi my name is Rayn, "She held out her hand and smiled, "what's yours?"
@Fish_With_A_Pencil