Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26130256-20150502044323/@comment-24147026-20150509195215

((Really, really sorry for taking so long. Life's been hectic this week. X_X)) Waking up quite early, Tuckyr began his mourning routine. Warm ups, work out, extremely cold shower. It wasn't a perfect system, but the one he had enforced on himself all those years ago when this was all just a dream. It was still so unreal walking down the halls to get breakfast, they looked so pristine that he stood out in his dull grey armor. He was felt quite out of place among the other students, if he was not one prone to arrogance he might have been self-conscious as he entered the food hall.

Surprisingly, the cafeteria was serving food that looked palatable. And he was quick to grab just about anything and put it on his tray. Scouting a table was also easy, he just needed one that had a good female-to-male ratio. And as luck would have it, he spotted one just ahead of him. Two girls and only one guy, they looked vaguely familiar, hopefully he hadn't hit on the girls yet. He'd rather not be thrown out a window or something of that nature for a repeat offense. Taking his chances, he plops right down adjacent from the trio. Only nodding vaguely in greeting. He had to keep it cool after all.