Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-16171938-20140103051911/@comment-7489529-20140104180840

If there was any place Bergen would rather be than underground, it was in the Beacon Academy Cafeteria. Bergen was in his element. Some boys from another table were slamming their silverware on the table, cheering him on as he shoveled pancake after pancake into his mouth. After he had broken some kind of record, he took his plates to the dishwashers counter, and sat back down with his team, where Regda was going over the schedule.

"Hmmm... So... dust studies? That sounds fun!"

Back in Nachtheim, dust was used to a certain extent. However, it was only a power source for farming tools and Dust Lighting. Here in Vale, it had such a marvelous range of uses. Bergen was excited about learning these things, but his friends seemed less enthusiastic. Regda would probably just take the classes in stride, with the same composed elegance he displayed so often. Irowin looked like she could care less, and Nevaeh.... Bergen didn't know much about her yet. She kept to herself, and barely ever said a word. But her personality could be unearthed at a later date. Right now, Bergen had some learnin' to do.