MYSTERIOUS NEW STUDENTS: redo

Lance comes back with a loaf of Italian bread
"Here we go now we can enjoy our meal" he sits down and pours them both a cup
Of sparkling water

Samantha: I squint, but turn back to the table and smile like nothing had happened. I take a spoonful of the soup and smile. "This soup is really good!" I exclaim.

Lance grins and says "thank you" he takes a spoonful of soup as well then asks
"Now Samantha may I ask you a question?"

Samantha: I tilt my head. "Sure, what is it?"

I rest his chin on his hand and says "I never got to know if you were a weapon or a meister?"

Samantha: I smile. "Oh, I'm a weapon. Hat about you?"

*what

Jet crawls up next to Connor and Dylan and says in sign language "What are you doing here?"

Lance chuckles "I'm a meister" he takes another spoonful
Of soup

Samantha: "wow, that's cool! So, I've always wondered, what's it like to be a Meister?"

Speaking "Yea same here but it is The Guy that I find suspicious the most."

Jet does the same but stealthier because of training

Samantha: I glance towards the window, with the feeling I was being watched.

Lance chuckled "it takes lots of physical strengths and will power"

Samantha: my attention snaps back to Lance. "Wow... Even though I work on my own, it's hard to imagine having to work with someone else to fight..."

Jet eyes go wide turns and whispers to Dylan "God damnit he probably heard that."

Samantha: I look back over at the window. "Did you hear that?" I ask.

Lance glares at the window and says in a voice to low for Samantha to hear
"Meddlers......" Then he looks back at Samantha and says "it's probably RATS...."
Then puts a grin in his face and says "I have something to give you"
I takes a little box out of his front pocket and hands it to Samantha

Ooc: ok if I'm logged in and you post something and I don't respond right away I'm helping my family pack we finally moving out of our old apartment tomorow so lots of work to do

Ooc: congrats! I recently moved as well, so I know it's a big hassle.

Samantha: "what's that?" I ask curiously, taking it with cautious hands.

"It's a homemade necklace" the necklace is a silky purple thread with an orange gem hanging on it