Girl Talk (Cin/Open)

[TANYA]

Tanya impatiently stared at the clock as it ticked towards lunch hour. Meanwhile, the teacher continued to lecture the class on a subject Tanya couldn't frankly comprehend, or bother to take interest in. The teacher didn't seem to notice the girl not even paying him any mind, but then she was all the way in the back of the class, just how she liked it. So how was it that she made it this far into school? The only saving grace for her at this point were some of her more patient classmates tutoring her, keeping her grades in check.

Finally, the bell sounded off, with students packing their things while the teacher gave out homework. Afterward, Tanya quickly headed to the mess hall, eager to grab some grub. After traveling with the sea of students, the girl finally made it. She then stood in line patiently while students grabbed trays of food for themselves to gorge on. When it was Tanya's turn, she grabbed a nice big tray of food.

After finishing up in line, she then walked around and looked for a table to take her seat at. After moments of searching, she saw Cinamon Blair at one of the tables. Her fellow blue-haired friend was alone, surprisingly not with her cousin. But this was a good time to talk to the girl, maybe find out where Rick was.

She put her tray down next to Cin, and then took a seat next to her. "CIN!", she called out loudly as she pulled her foul-mouthed friend into a hug. "How are you today?", she chirped as she finally let her go, then attending to her lunch.

Some would be surprised that a physically fit, rather cute girl could put down this much food and maintain her figure. But to be honest, Gym was her next class, and she could easily work it all off, as she always did.

[cin]

For one of those rare off days that Cin approached with loathing and hatred, the Meister found herself in class. She didn't want to be there, nor had she originally planned to be there, but hey, she was now. Chewing on a borrowed pencil because she never brought her own equipment, Cin sat, glaring at the clock somehow hoping it would make the time pass faster in this stupid lesson.

The mechanic fully understood that coming to these lessons meant she would be allowed to graduate once she made a Deathscythe, but she still didn't want to come to these lessons. Ever. Cin felt dead, tired, slow. The need to hit something or, indeed, someone, was reaching critical now. Her eyes were full of boredom and that growing rage of having to stay in one play for too long when you really didn't want to be there. Her irritation was as plain for all too see but the teacher had, by now, gotten used to passing it off and giving Cin little attention. Her was drumming her fingers against the desk, tapping her foot on the hollow wooden desk and every now and again she would groan in frustration.

So when the Bell finally rang Cin was up and out of her desk before anyone else. Cin didn't even have a bag to pack, so she just shoved the people in front of her out of the way so she could go and get something to eat. Being stuffed in the class room had made her feel lethargic and slow, and had put her in a really bad mood. In the queue for food, her bad mood didn't cease, and for the most part, she shoved passed a lot more people. None of which her too happy about her barging, but they were soon silenced with no more then the middle finger. Fuck off.

"CIN!"

When the Meister heard that voice, she was already sitting down, looking just as pissed as before, eating the Pizza that was being sold in the cafeteria. Her expression was one of a blank loathing. For the most part, she even ignored Tanya. Cin hardly responded when her friends cousin hugged her. Cin wasn't a fan of hugs, but she was too shit-faced to care an awful lot, and just sort of groaned in response. "How are you today?" Cin turned to Tanya with an expression of death. "Shit. That's put bluntly. I hate these fucking lessons with a passion." She put down the half eaten Pizza slice on it's dish in the tray and sighed wishfully, before rubbing her temples. "What about yourself? By the sounds, you've have a fuckin' better day then I hav'."

[TANYA]

Cin didn't respond to the hug much, as usual. Even though she knew Cin wasn't a fan of them, she would either disregard that, or just forget about it. In this case, the girl was looking down, so she decided to hug her in an attempt to make her feel better. "Shit. That's put bluntly. I hate these fucking lessons with a passion.", she told Tanya, an expression of death on her face. "Aw, I'm sorry. . .", she told her friend sympathetically. "At least we have Gym next, that should be fun.", she told her blue-haired friend optimistically.

As the girl dug into her massive tray of food, Cin spoke up. "What about yourself? By the sounds, you've have a fuckin' better day then I hav'.", she asked. "Well, I've been bored out of my mind. But that's okay, because we have Gym next!", she said happily. From her tone alone, it was obvious that the girl had been looking forward to Gym all day. "Wanna be Gym partners today?", she asked her friend.

After letting Cin respond, the girl continued to eat her massive tray of food. During the first few days at Shibusen, classmates were shocked to see this girl put down enough food to make your average fatty cry. Even more shocking was the fact that over the ten months she's been here, she's maintained her figure. But then, it was Shibusen, and the girl did work out a lot. While she was a slow girl, both physically and mentally, she was quite strong, which really reflected in the weight room.

"So, have you seen Ricky around?", she asked the girl, her mouth still full of food. Luckily, the girl was facing her tray, and not Cin herself. If she had gotten spittle on Cin, who knows how she would've gotten back at her.

[cin]

"Wanna be Gym partners today?"

Cin shrugged, still seeming completely out of the loop today. "Meh, why the fuck not, I suppose." She said blandly. This day was shit, the weather was shit, the food was shit, and loud noises of the cafeteria was overriding her senses, she could feel a headache pounding. How very not good. Cin didn't blink, she didn't move, she kept her eyes locked on nothing, barely registering anything that was being said, but hearing it well enough to respond, if a little late and out of time, true.

Unlike a lot of girls in the school, and not unlike her friend Tanya, Cin liked Gym Class. It was one of the few classes she really enjoyed, yet, today, she wasn't feeling as up to it and usual. It was a weird feeling, almost sickly, but lazying around wouldn't help her. "So, have you seen Rick around?" Tanya, the cousin of her best-prank buddy, Rick Fader. The idiot who loved to swear as much as he did pick on the random and unlucky inhabitants of Death City. The pair were notorious around the school for such escapades, inside and out of school time, and for their marvellous griefing on Live gaming when they were exceptionally bored.

She smirked to herself, if only a little. "Not today, nah. I'm guessing you haven't either, considering you asked the question." The Meister rubbed her temples, trying to ease the pounding head. "Maybe he skipped a day off to grief some assholes or somethin', I dunno." The was as much as she said before groaning to herself. My God, she needed some painkillers, anything before Gym so she could beat some mother fuckers.

"That reminds me, have you seen the knew Combat teacher who'll be starting soon? He's a fucking monster..." True, she had seen him wandering the school corridors, and then there was that fight with the English Professor out on the Plateau, but she had yet to be taught by him, or sign for a class. Looking at him, she didn't know if she even wanted to.