Skool Daze (Cafeteria, Open; try to behave?)

It was around a quarter to twelve when Savannah made it to the cafeteria, backpack on, with her phone in one hand and planner in the other. Her eyes drifted around the room, looking for anyone that she happened to recognize.

Beyril glanced up from her planner, and seeing a familiar face, she broke into a full, excited wave, "Savannah!" She called happily, running over to meet her. She was wearing torn off denim shorts, and a lace tank over a black cami with black stripes and roses printed on it. Her hair was in a braid down her back, and she wore sunglasses on top of her head, "You have lunch now, too?"

Claire and Sarah entered the cafeteria from the other side, Claire pulling scanning for empty tables and Sarah scanning for friends. The younger Farron saw Savannah, and gave an over exaggerated wave as a hello. She began to move forward, quickly leaving Claire in the dust who, as soon as she noticed that her sister wasn't beside her anymore, gave a panicked look around the cafeteria until she got a beat on her, quickly following.

Savannah nodded, smiling at her pleasantly. "That's where I was heading when you found me yesterday." She laughed slightly, "Do you want to sit together, then?" She reached back to her hair, still bound up in the strange updo she'd put it in the night before. It would be hellish when she undid it, waves everywhere, she knew, but for now it was manageable. She looked up when she saw the excited waving, and smiled, holding up a hand in hello. "It looks like the Farron sisters have found us as well."

Beyril nodded a happy yes, "We should sit outside! It's a brilliant day!" She glanced over to the sisters, giving them a smile as well, "Hello, Claire! Is this your sister?"

Claire nodded and gave a small smile. Sarah offered Beyril a hand. "My name is Sarah. It's a pleasure to meet you!"

Savannah smiled and nodded to them, putting her phone into her left hand before lifting up the side of her dress. "Let's get something to eat. I- oh." She paused, looking at her hips. "I forgot my purse. Don't wait up for me, okay? Pick a table and I'll be back in a few minutes."

Beyril shook Sarah's hand firmly, then nodded, "Alright, we'll be in the courtyard, okay?"

Claire looked around the cafeteria, seeming to be searching for someone. Sarah saw this, and smiled a bit. "Looking for Jasmine?" She only nodded, still searching peoples faces, if attempting to do so discreetly.

Savannah nodded. "I'll shoot you a text if I can't find you. I'll be right back, guys!" She turned around, immediately bumping into a tall, tan man in a rock tee and a red leather jacket. The figure laughed as she stepped back and glared up at him. "Antonio! Why do you insist on these games? I have to go!"

The man, Antonio, chuckled, shrugging as he smirked at her, the left corner of his lip, and the surgical steel piercing in it, tipping upwards. "I'm sorry that you weren't paying attention and haven't called to reschedule our training session." He stepped out of her way though and she shook her head, walking away from the group, barely catching Jazz's name. Antonio shook his head, chuckling. "Tony Salvai. Nice to meet you, ladies. I'm Sayv's study partner." He nodded towards the Farrons. "Looking for the lil Rock Star? She'll be late. She's hold up in a test right now." A sudden beeping sequence went off and he checked his pocket. "Well. She should be anyway. She said it looks like an easy one. 'B out in 5.'"

"Jasmine?" Beyril asked curiously, smirking along with Sarah, "Oooh, does someone have a crush?" She teased, then laughed, "I'll have to meet her sometime! She'd have to be pretty interesting to catch your eye..." She looked up to the stranger and blushed a brief moment, "Nice to meet you. I'm Beyril Stone."

About halfway home, the roar of a motorcycle engine caught her attention. Akira pulled up next to her, lifting the visor on his helmet. The basket on the back had another brown paper bag, and her purse, a delicious smell coming from it, "Heading somewhere?"

Claire flushed a bit at their teasing, but nodded in Antonio's direction. Sarah offered him a hand, smiling wide. "I'm Sarah. That's Claire. Don't be offended or anything... She doesn't talk much." Claire let out a deep sigh through her nose, starting to take deeper breaths to calm herself.

Antonio smirked, taking Sarah's hand and shaking it. "Pleasure. Call me Antonio, Anthony, or Tony." He offered her a wink before nodding to Claire. "I'd watch out for her. She's a firecracker. Shit, Savannah's worse. Hell on wheels, honestly." He chuckled and nodded towards the door. "Mind if I join you, ladies?"

Savannah smirked slightly at the sight of him. "Feeding me again, petto?" She took the purse and bag from the back of his bike. "You can join us if you want. It smells like you got extra."

Ace sluggishly dragged himself in to the cafeteria, searching back and forth to find a place to sit. He didn't plan on eating anything, but he didn't have anywhere else to go at the time. Finding that every lone table in the room was occupied, he decided to look for a group of people he knew. There were very few, and those that he did know wouldn't want him within a mile's radius of them. When found the cheeky face of Beyril Stone, he sighed and made his way towards her. An annoying upbeat friend is better than none... or something like that....

Beyril chuckled, "Doesn't bother me." She waved happily to Ace, "Ace! It's been too long!"

Akira nodded, "I wasn't sure if you had eaten breakfast. Hop on."

Sarah gave a smile and a nod to Antonio, and Claire simply gave a nod, thought both sisters directed their attention towards the boy who Beyril had just greeted.

Savannah laughed. "You're not going to abduct me or anything? I just want to go eat with Beyril and the others."

Tony looked over at the boy. "Hey ya! Tony. Who are you?"

Ace forced himself to offer his hand, and a dry smile. It was obvious that it wasn't genuine, but at least he'd made the effort, right? "Ace. Ace Toromaki." His voice was as bland and unenthusiastic as ever. Upon sitting down in the seat furthest from those he didn't know, and closest to Beyril, he fished out a Rubik's Cube from his back and began fiddling with it beneath the table. So long as he was in their presence, he would try to make himself as pleasant as possible.

Akira shook his head, "I'm just taking you back to school."

Beyril watched him play with the cube, "So what's everyone been up to? Exams are soon, right?"

Sarah offered him a hand as well, though seeing how involved in his Rubik's cube he was, she pulled it back. "I'm Sarah. This is Claire. It's a pleasure to meet you..." Claire nodded in his direction, sliding into a chair a few seats down from Beyril, and Sarah took one of the chairs beside her.

Savannah shrugged, pulling the helmet and climbing on behind him, setting her stuff back in the basket. "You're welcome to join us, since you're bringing me anyway."

Tony shrugged, sitting a seat away from Beyril, already assuming that Savannah would sit directly beside her. "So, what's everyone's rolls here? I'm a weapon in EAT. Double-ended scythe. No meister. Savannah and I tried. It didn't end well."

"I'm a Meister. I'm partnered with Helmut, but if you ever want practice, I can always take you out for a spin!" Beyril offered with a smile, crossing her arms on the table.

Akira seemed surprised at the offer, but nodded, "If you wish me to."

Tony raised a brow. "You're already partnered. I doubt you would match up with me, Beyril."

Savannah shrugged, holding onto his waist as she waited for them to go. "I have no problem with it. Besides, you'll want to see who I am around, correct?"

Claire loosened her hood some, but kept it around her head. When she spoke, it was only a little above a whisper. "I'm an EAT Class scythe..." Sarah leaned back, kicking her feet a few times under the table. "I'm an upartnered EAT meister"

"I'm also a weapon in EAT, though I can't find a meister with the IQ to use me properly. I may as well just wield myself at this point." Ace dropped the solved cube back in to his bag, and rested his arms on the table.