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[Powder Miner]

One of the older Facultites was the second one in the cafeteria, and she passed by and politely greeted Tom. "Er... H-hello..." He was kind of nervous, and to tell the truth, felt intimidated by the older Facultites... he tried to get over it though, and took another bite of his breakfast.

Two of the lead Generation 1-ers walked in, the siblings Mala and James Quin, known for respective their powered knowledge of offensive uses of experimental technology and the defenses against them. They seemd to be in an argument of the usefulness of plasma, James arguing that since it was hard to defend against, it was very good, with Mala arguing that it really wasn't all that damaging, a point which James attempted to refute. They weren't really paying attention to the outside world much as they walked towards the cafeteria.

[The Fool]

Adam walked up to the counter and ordered his usual, "Bacon, eggs and a pint, please." Within moments a plate was handed to him. "Thanks." He took the plate back to an empty table where his doppelganger was sitting.

"Yeah. Maybe I should wait out here at night. I think I'll creep less people out."

"A lot better than me bludgeoning you to death every night. Not that I mind."

[adwarf]

Alexander followed the other Gen. 8, and went to the Cafeteria. He looked over the menu, and said "Could you give me twelve slices of buttered toast, and a cinnamon roll?" The person nods at him, and in a minute he is walking over to the gen. 7 Table. Once there he sits down, and his shadow blurs as it takes form, and sits in the seat beside him. His shadow reaches over, and grabs the cinnamon roll before saying "Thanks ..." At that Alexander just nodded his head in the shadow's direction, and then began munching on toast.

After a minute the Shadow disappears, and Alexander tastes a familiar metallic taste, blood, but continues to eat anyway.

[SeriousConcentrate]

Having gotten her breakfast (an omelet with sausage and orange juice), and with nothing better to do, Rada decided to flaunt protocol and sit by the kid she had spoken to a moment ago. It wasn't like the cafeteria was crowded, and there was no one at her own table to sit with. "Rada Korolev. Are you new here?" she asked.

[Powder Miner]

Oh jesus she was sitting next to him now. "E-err... Yeah, it's my first day as a Facultite... M-my name's Tom Oly..."

Meanwhile, at the other end of the room, Mala and James's argument had got particularly heated.
"What are you talking about? YOU CAN HARDLY KEEP PLASMA TOGETHER! It's completely unusable for any kind of mobile weapon!!"
"What? Guns? I wasn't talking about plasma guns! Anyone with a lick of experimental tech knowledge knows that that's impossible! I was talking about grenades! Plasma grenades!

Caleb Wallman, another Gen 1-er ran in really fast, muttering about Mala and James. He was used to their antics, didn't make it any less annoying. He shrugged, grabbed some bacon and scrambled eggs, and headed over to his table to tell them to shut the !@#$ up please, they were giving him a headache.

A few minutes later, the general crowd of Facultites began to pour in.

[SeriousConcentrate]

(OK. I'll keep that in mind in the future and make a quick edit.)

[The Fool]

"So... what's new?" His doppelganger seemed bored and seemed to be grasping at straws for anything to talk about.

"You know damn well what's new! You're me, and we go on the same missions!" Adam looked around and saw a table with people at it. "That's it. I'm going over there. I don't need to talk to myself 24/7!" Adam grabbed his pint of ale and headed over to a new table. "Hey. Mind if I sit here? I'm driving myself insane over there." Adam gestures towards his doppelganger, which was slowly moving towards the table while he wasn't looking.

((I meant Tom Oly's table, but I'm not sure if anyone else is heading to that table anymore. Anyone can feel free to have me meet them.))

[Sinpwn]

Cieran walked into the room and towards the counter, looking his usual unhealthy self. After a brief exchange, he was handed a sandwich on a bagel and a cup of red liquid. He sat at the G4 table and began eating, looking around absentmindedly.

[adwarf]

Alexander finished his eighth piece of toast, and turned to notice the new arrival, and his doppelganger. Alexander turned back to his food, and the Shadow appeared one more time standing at the head of the table on Alexander's right side. Alexander took another bite of toast, and said "It seems we have similar skills. Shadow say hi." With that the Shadow spoke, its blood red eyes flaring, and a disturbing mouth a appearing, a zig-zag like crack across the middle of the Shadow's face, as he said "Hello ..."

[The Fool]

Adam continued drinking his pint. "I wish we had the same skills. Mine talks on it's own." Adam realized that he hadn't met this person before. "I'm Adam Graff, and this is my doppelganger." He held out his hand to shake Alexander's hand while his doppelganger held out his hand to shake the shadow's hand, if such a thing even had hands. His doppelganger always was a bit of an airhead. "Don't mind him. He does things that don't make sense all the time."

[adwarf]

"I'm Alexander, and thats Shadow, sorry if he doesn't shake hands he isn't quite friendly." with that Shadow disappeared, and Alexander coughed into his hand a small trickle of blood covered his hand as he pulled it away. He reached for a napkin, and wiped it off on it before continuing to eat.

[Ghazkull]

(( OOC: character has been updated hope now his backstory is acceptable))

[The Fool]

"You don't seem well... but this clearly happens often though." Adam sat down at the table while his doppelganger just stood there with a puzzled look on it's face. He still didn't recall even seeing this person before. "Are you new here?" Remembering his pills he took one out and downed it with a splash of his nearly finished pint.

[adwarf]

"Yeah I am Generation 8, we are just starting today." Alexander replied, and finished the last piece of toast before brushing the crumbs off the table. He looked around the room, and then turned back to the group releasing a slight sigh. 'Well this is going to be interesting.' He thought.

[SeriousConcentrate]

Rada nodded to Tom, then to Alexander and Adam. She had seen Adam around, but Alex was a new face like Tom. "You shouldn't be worried," she said to the younger boy, taking a bite of her omelet. "Life here is very disciplined and organized, but it is not bad. Just relax." Poor child. This is probably the first time he's been away from his family. "The handlers will train you well, and I am sure some of the others of your generation will want to make friends too." She didn't really have any herself, but that was more from a lack of a desire to do so. She had no problems with other people, just... no real need to grow close to any of them.