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 Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 12:24 pm
Usually finding a seat wasn't too hard, but it seemed that more and more groups were forming and claiming tables solely as theirs. While Calder didn't mind plopping into whatever chair regardless of being in that clique, his last encounter had sent his tray flying away like a Frisbee, forcing him to rely on some rather sad grazing late at night just so he didn't go to bed on an empty stomach.
While the Cafeteria didn't have the sort of home-cooking he preferred and had to try their best to work through a set range of diets, it at least got a monster by.
Sighing as he spotted no one he knew, he noticed a seat by a rather large..demon (the wings right?), and trotted over. He had been around Barth to at least feel he got demons somewhat. Plopping into the empty seat, he looked down at a tray that had a few minnows in a rather smiley stew and what looked like a piece of torn up lawn assembled into a salad.
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 12:43 pm
The cafeteria's food was never as good as getting a fresh kill, but it was tolerable. Their meat wasn't... too bad and Jericho had gotten used to it for the most part. Whenever he grew tired of it, he could just go seek out some prey off campus anyway.
Generally speaking, he ate alone, unless one of his friends happened to be eating at the same time as he. This wasn't the case today, but he didn't mind either way. Having company was nice, but he was fine with being on his own for his meals as well.
After grabbing a bacon burger, the dragon took his seat and began eating, though he paused as someone decided to take the seat besides him. Glancing to the side to see who it was, his eyes immediately narrowed a bit to see the 'seahorse' there. While he hadn't really spoken with Calder much personally, he knew how much the guy got on Riley's nerves. He had to restrain her a few times from unleashing her wrath on the kelpie in fact. Now why would he decide to sit next to him of all people?
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 12:57 pm
Most anyone could feel a pair of eyes on them, and while Calder was a predator, he was also prey. In that middle ground, he was aware of someone watching him, and popping a spoonful of minnow in his mouth, he looked up, swallowed, pivoted his ears, and then turned. The boil next to him was some large demon that he vaguely felt he knew. Now where did he see him? Not Swim Squad, and not in the monster dorms, right? Hmm.
Popping the spoon out of his mouth to then tap it against his smooth chin, he thought a moment and then pointed. "Hey. You're that boil that hangs with Noodle Head, aren't you?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 1:04 pm
"Noodle head?" he repeated with a raised brow. His eye twitched slightly at the nickname he was sure was for Riley.
"And you're the seahorse that's always pestering Riley," he retorted putting emphases on the demon's name and not really answering the kelpie completely. Letting out a huff, he went to take another bite out of his burger. Hopefully Jericho's meal wouldn't end up being ruined by some crazy guy. He recalled Lizzy have some issue with this kid too.
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 1:38 pm
Calder's lower lip pouted out at the mention of 'seahorse', and he huffed. "First off, kelpies don't live in the sea. That's a hippocamp." He hadn't met a hippocamp before and doubted he ever would. Creatures of the rivers rarely met those of the ocean unless they were of the few that got the tail ends of rivers. Certainty nowhere near where he lived. "..and I'm not a horse." That, again, was a misconception and a personal insult. Horses were fine and dandy, just like other wildlife creatures were, but lacked the elaborate culture and history of his clan.
Popping another spoonful of minnows into his mouth, swallowing down the squirming fish, he continued. "..and I don't ALWAYS pester her. It's just when she around, it's hard not to." He licked his spoon and looked at him. "Why do you follow her about? I think I've seen you a few times hanging around her. Almost as much as the good doctor." He glanced over, looking somewhat interested.
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 2:29 pm
Technicalities. That was what went through Jericho's mind as Calder went on about how hippocampi were the real seahorses.
"Alright, River-pony-thing," he mumbled. As far as he was concerned, the kelpie was still a seahorse though. Rolling his eyes at the response regarding Riley, he shook his head and glanced over at the other monster again.
"Because she's my friend. My best friend in fact," he said plainly. Was it hard for others to see that bit? Then again, he supposed some people might have some misconceptions, but he didn't care for the most part. Though, he was slightly curious as to what the kelpie thought of it.
"Why? What do you think is the reason?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 3:21 pm
River was an improvement. PONY was not. He just went from being a horse to a little, young horse. He was FAR from a colt at this point regardless of what his elders said, and his ears pinned down at the word. Pony. PAH! This boil deserved a good kick for that one.
As Big Wings corrected things on his own corner, Calder noted that he might be thinking that Calder was thinking that it was something else. There might have been a little of that, but seeing as there was a window of opportunity, he decided to take it.
"Ohh...nothing." He said, smiling at licked his spoon and plopped it back into his stew. "You probably have plenty of reasons. Company. Desperation. A millipede burrowing into your brain destroying any reason." He stirred his soup about. ".....just to name a few." He looked back at the boy, looking him from wingtip to ..oh, those were a nice pair of horns.
Sidetracked a moment, he swirled his soup with one lazy motion. "Hard to see why anyone would prefer that sort of company."
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 3:40 pm
"You have a very skewed concept of friendship don't you?" Jericho asked while giving Calder a sidewards glance.
"We support one another. I'm there when she needs me and vice versa," he said with a huff, "She's strong and intelligent, and I know she has my back."
Pausing for a moment, he recalled seeing the Kelpie hanging around Christof a few times as well. Come to think of it, he had to wonder if the patchwork's violent outburst towards himself had anything to do with Calder.
"It's more than what could be said of .. hm.. Christof for example," he added with narrowed eyes, "Though I guess he might have gotten the idea of trying to kill friends or allies from you."
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 4:02 pm
His eyes tore away from the boil's golden horns when the insinuation that he murdered his friends was thrown in his face. "I do NOT kill my friends. I was in a completely different place back then during the laundry room incident and the staff already recognized my improvement on the matter to let me around water again." He said, wagging a finger at the other boil. "I never once killed a single student ESPECIALLY my friends." He and Lizzy had already spoke their peace and resolved the issue. Calder had stallioned-up and apologized, and he hadn't even touched a single person when he was tuck on the boat. Jack his reputation!
Now if that hadn't been insulting enough, the boil insulted Christof, and that was something he would NOT allow. "AND!" He turned about, ears up and tail flicking so quickly it almost cracked like a whip. "CHRISTOF happens to be the smartest..." He jabbed the other boil in the arm with his finger. "....nicest..." Another jab. "...strongest..." Another jab. "...person I know. He would take a sword in the face than let those he feels important so much as get a scratch on their pinky." Well, that is if they were his mistress or master. Friends...well, that was a sort of gray area but Calder didn't need to think of that right now. "...And if you were even a bit smart as he was, you'd see that."
He huffed, glaring at the other boil. "If you're friends with Riley, I'd think you would know that by now." They did all hang in a big group together, and if he was as close a friend as he thought they were, he would know Christof. "Don't you go insulting my best friend."
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 4:40 pm
Narrowing his eyes again, Jericho twitched as the other boy began prodding him with his finger. With that last jab, he lashed out to grab Calder's wrist to keep him from prodding him any further.
"One. I said try. I didn't say you killed anyone. I said you TRIED. Just like how Christof tried to jacking kill ME the other day for no apparent reason!" he snarled, "Two. I was referring to the bit about having my back. NOT intelligence. So stop throwing words IN MY MOUTH. I highly doubt I could rely on Christof in a time of need considering what's happened."
The kelpie was starting to really get on his nerves and if this continued, some tables were likely to be flipped pretty soon. Either that or they'd be incinerated. Or perhaps they'd be flipped, then incinerated. It'd be something along those lines.
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 4:56 pm
It seemed there would be a lot of counting and clarifying today, and that it was a good thing they were both sitting down for it. It did seem, however, that the school had an abundance of boils with tempers. Well, not that Calder had a temper or anything. Of course not.
He tried to yank his hand free, not liking any of his limbs held. It was a sigh of restrain and he did not like being restrained. "Well then you shouldn't have phrased it so poorly." He huffed, and then stopped his attempts to get his arm free when the demon boil pointed out that Christof tried to kill him. That sure caused some interest, and Calder looked at him, thinking a moment, before smiling.
"That doesn't mean anything. Christof tries to kill anything. He tries to kill me all the time." Though why anyone would want to kill him was a mystery to the kelpie - not so much for Jericho. "He could like you for all you know. I'm guessing he would if you're friends with Riley. That is unless Riley doesn't like you, and well, then he probably would hate you." Then again, Riley didn't like Calder and he was still alive. Funny. He just noticed that.
"Did you just piss him off? There are plenty of things that would do that." Like trying to hug the boil or asking if he could borrow his shovel. Whatever the reason, Calder hadn't heard a thing about Christof and this boil beside him. He wondered why.
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 5:11 pm
Jericho didn't let go of Calder until the guy seemed to have calmed down. His eye twitched a bit at the retort and he let out a huff, but he didn't answer until the kelpie asked if he had just pissed off Christof.
"I've never been hostile towards Christof before that day. I was just relaxing on a bench when he decides to come at me with a big a** rock ready to smash my head in," he growled. It was still something he needed to speak with Riley about. He was hoping she would have a little more insight on the guy's actions. While the dragon had a vague idea of the reasoning, it would still be nice to know the full extent of the issue.
"Considering he called me a glorified horse I doubt he likes me," he added with a hint of distaste. If anything, Calder was the glorified horse, not himself. Grumbling at that thought, he took another bite out of his burger, now wondering if retrospect if he shouldn't have put out Christof when he accidentally set him on fire during their fight.
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 5:42 pm
With his hand free, he now was able to press a hand to his mouth and TRY not to laugh. This did not work when his shoulders shook and he was snickering, but he at least had the decency to remove his hand and shake. "He....tried..." He had to take a moment to not laugh outright. "....to hit you... with a rock?" Calder set his hand back on his mouth, pressing his lips tight to not laugh.
The laughing turned to shock at being called a glorified horse. Gaping, he dropped his hand down on either side of his tray. "GLORIFIED HORSE?! FIRST OFF, THAT if downright rude! You don't call anyone that, and why would he even call you a horse?! You don't look like a horse! You got horns and wings and your certainly not THAT sexy. The horns are a nice feature but that's probably the only plus." He huffed, having half a mind to call Christof up right now and shout at him for using that as an insult. "I'm surprised you didn't bash his head in with a rock."
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 7:34 pm
The look Jericho gave Calder was not a pleased one. He could see him on the verge of laughing at the rock bit. At least that soon stopped since the urge to punch him in the face had disappeared along with the snickering. Though that urge came back a bit with the comment on not being that sexy. Stupid seahorse didn't know the meaning of that.
"That might be referring to the fact that I allow Riley to ride me in my true form but that doesn't make me a jackdamn horse. By the way, dragons are far sexier than horses," he huffed, "And oh I went after him alright. Might have accidentally set him on fire. Had to put him out only to have him try to strangle me to death again."
That last bit was said a little nonchalantly if not with a sense of irritation. It wasn't as if Christof was ignited for long and the things that happened afterwards were not only baffling but an annoyance as well. In a way it was kind of pitiful to see the Igor the way he was at the end of the fight.
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 7:50 pm
"You're a dragon!" He said, suddenly very interested. "I've never met a dragon. Wait." He looked around, and then cupped his mouth to whisper. "You LET Riley ride you? Why would a dragon do that? I thought you would ...tear someone's head off. I don't see any reason why you'd need anyone to ride you." The very idea of Riley riding anything was a bit disturbing, and he shook that thought right out of noggin.
As if it took some time to catch up, Calder slapped the hand he was using to whisper on the table. "And Dragons are not sexier! Show me a picture of a sexy dragon and I'll show you a entire stack of examples of better looking hor - wait, not horses. But monsters in the same realm. Kelplies. Were-Unicorns. Hippocamps are okay..." He waves his hands back and forth in a so-so manner. "...maybe a centaur here or there.." Calder paused a moment to think of something rather pleasant he remembered from a certain magazine before shooting his sharp eyes back at the dragon with renewed focus. ".... but NOT dragons."
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