Orion was late. Well, he was sometimes late to things... but this time he was later than the normal five or eight minutes like usual. The little hybrid was stomping along the hallways to get to his designated destination, glowing eyes all the more vibrant, his tendrils whipping and rippling at his arms and legs. He moved with purpose, but he was clearly locked in an irritated stupor. Head tilted down, as he stared intensely at the ground he walked upon, his brows kept firmly furrowed as he was guided to the lunchroom by a caretaker.

The boy was looking disheveled, clothes not settled properly, and his hair tousled as if forcefully moved about. She kept trying to encourage the ruffled little Orion, his crocobee doing the same by clicking at him, and nosing his pale freckled cheeks. But he didn't seem to even register. His usual cheery, and upbeat disposition was on lock down for the time being. Once they reached the lunchroom, he muttered a soft, 'thanks', before he went on ahead.

Once away from the adult, he gave a long inhale, and annoyed exhale. Finally, his hardened gaze lifted, and began to scan around the room for the friend he'd promised to have lunch with. His grey and red crocobee did the same, buzzing about to seek out the lunchmate. With a few clicks of recognition, that drew Orion's attention, Haseo was spotted. Another sigh to try and release his frustration, and Orion sauntered his way over to the fellow hybrid, a half-hearted ghost of his normal grin wriggling onto his face, "Hey Haseo, sorry I'm late." he began, rubbing the back of his head apologetically.



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400 years later, and I finally start something, ffffff. lemme know if you wanna move this to disc. or anything.