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"Interesting, I hope to be able to do that with my powers someday through what is referred to as 'umbrakinesis,'" Pallas says. "I believe that it would be your turn to ask a question, or do you have and idea for a topic for us to converse on?" The nervousness of talking is almost gone, and let's hope the fact that he is a guy with a cute girl doesn't kick in, for this would be his first conversation of this kind ever, will it end in friendship, or with an unconscious Pallas, only time will tell.

"There isn't much to tell. I have spent most of my life alone studying and training my powers. If I had known how interesting talking was, I would of tried it sooner." Pallas says. His nervousness is gone, and he realizes that he has been talking to a cute girl without much stuttering or cheesy pickup line, luckily, he had see enough web-comic to know that was a good thing. He wasn't sure if girls could use the 'Hammer' in real life.*

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"Yes, I am an only child," Pallas says, "I don't know about you, but I am hungry. I wonder if the cafeteria has chupaquesos?" He stands up from his chair and motions in the direction of the Library exit, in hope that he can continue talking with Butterfly, the person he can call his first friend at Ria and, well, ever.

"A chupaqueso is melted cheese within a shell of fried cheese. With bacon it is call a chupaqueso con tocino." Pallas explains as he walks next to Butterfly. "It is the official food of 31th century space mercenaries." He notices the book, finally, "What book do you have there?" he asks.

"Maybe I can check it out. I cannot use magic, but I have... dabbled in old forgotten languages and I maybe able to find out what it is." Pallas says as he looks at the book in her arms, then at her face, trying to make it look like he wasn't looking at her... upper body area, which he wasn't, but he has learned that an angry girl is as bad thing through web-comics.

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Pallas exits the door that twas opened by his friend, "Thank you," He said. "Well, if you do need any help with reading ancient texts, I should be able to help you." Pallas says as he fights to not look away from Butterfly's face. His mind wants to make up for lost time of him not being near girls much for years.

Cadmus had entered this section of the school in hopes of finding something interesting. His eagerness was only matched by the dust from old manuscripts that had been long past their prime. He was rather entralled that he had wasted his energy to find some useless symbols on processed trees.

He cursed in the language known only to dragoons. His feet wished to walk no more se he took residence in one of the old oak chairs. His hand could not help but marvel at the craftman ship of them. His back wailed joyously as it's soft but firm structure was it's support. To a normal person, this chair might not be enough to put you into an instant slumber, but for his body reconized true beauty, and comfort so he had naturally begun the battle with the sandman.
"Curse these chairs" he said as his vision slipped from the graps of his eyes, and the sandman rapped his arms around his bossum, to carry him off to the world of dreams.

Little did Cadmus know that he would fall on the road, and be sumbered in the river of nightmares.