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Lee raised an eyebrow at Cliff in quiet skepticism. His fork eh? She deliberately shoved it into some mash and raised it to eat the bite with slow motions. Once her bite was eaten she smirked at him, "My fork now."

Not that it seemed to matter that much when someone else volunteered their fork, ketchup and all. She barley resisted a snort of amusement.

The noise seemed to increase as more and more people made their way into the cafeteria. Groaning to himself, one finger pressed against his ear, closing it from at least one side of the world. That was better, sort of. His other hand was rather occupied by eating, his utensil moving in a slow up and down from his mouth to his plate. It was a mundane task, eating, wasn't it? Droll... rhythmic. Though the rhythm was soothing to the male, to some, he supposed, it could get dull, which was why they talked so much. All that pointless 'small talk' Foolish chatter. Meaningless. Idle gossip. So many ways that the young man could describe the babble about him, none of it nice. Alexi let himself sink into the task, the babble becoming nothing more than white noise as he sank into his happy oblivion.

Since he was alone for the time being, and the life leader was nowhere to be seen, Julio went ahead and produced a cigarette to light up. Shortly after he did so, he spotted Gabby from another table, waving him over. Grinning, he went and grabbed his food tray to move on over.

"Hola," he greeted while sitting himself down, "Tis been quite awhile since I've last seen you Gabby. You're looking fine as always."


((And others at the table))

Suddenly, something caught Melly's attention out of the corner of her eye. Without even replying to either of the two she was sitting with, the dark-haired girl suddenly jumped up, eyes focused on someone at another table. "I'll be right back!" she called, waving over her shoulder.

There was someone over there with rainbow-colored hair oh my god. And he was sitting by himself, which obviously meant she should invite him to come join them! Being all alone wasn't fun. "Hi!" her voice was suddenly right by his ear, and she waved with a happy sort of smile. "Haven't seen you around before, I'm Melly!" Forget using her real name, the nickname was more fun.

"We were that age once." She stuck out her tongue at him with a wink but stood up when he took the tray. "We aren't that old either. We're just... survivors." Not many made it this far, to this age. Sometimes she even questioned the method of roping so many young people in, but then again... was thinking about it really worth it?

She waited a moment for him to dump the tray in the trash before looping her arm with his lightly. Warden was taller than her, wiry and strong. Billie was also strong but didn't overtly appear to be. She had wide hips, a thin waist and a small little heart shaped mouth. She never had an unpleasant look for anyone until her weapon came out. You'd never know it by looking at her, tiptoeing to put another light kiss on his stubbled chin, but she was very good at her job.

"Let's get some fresh air."

[Exit]

Oh, well wasn't he in a bad mood, geeeez. "You should care because ... well, because what if we get assigned together sometime? Don't you think it's better to know your team's names?" she asked, having noticed that he was also in Life. How had she never seen him before??? "Your hair is awesome by the way. And you shouldn't be eating all alone! Come on, you can sit with us," she went right on talking. Then she actually tried to grab his elbow and tug him along with her.

Did she just TOUCH him?! His rainbow hair fell in his eyes as she grabbed his arm, then that gaze raised to hers, and he all but RIPPED his arm from her grasp, "Beg PARDON," This said in a way that suggested that no pardon was being asked, rather that he was QUITE pissed off, "But I don't recall giving you any indication that I WANTED to eat with others, let along go anywhere with an over excitable, far too bouncy person who gives no care to another's personal SPACE. Now kindly don't touch me again, and leave. me. ALONE." Gods willing he'd NEVER have to get assigned with her. Ever. He might just turn to team-killing if that happened. That voice was driving him absolutely insane. Each octave that hit his poor eardrums threatened to break them. Yes....definitely imagining her gruesome end. Wouldn't that be nice...?