[[It's not dieing thanks to me! XD I was just tired last night T_T;]]

Jess sneezed into his arm suddenly and looked around in confusion. Where had that come from? He wasn't getting sick was he? His attention was pulled away from his thoughts when the Slytherin beside him elbowed him in the ribs before pointing to the food back on the table. Jess shrugged and began filling his plate with whatever looked good. He wasn't really hungry so all he did was eat a few vegetables (which actually didn't look or taste that bad) and sipped on his pumpkin juice. 

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Alex laughed. "Oh, believe me, the pink hair makes him all the more scary." He turned his attention back to the table and gasped. Food! Now he knew he was drooling but he didn't care. He loaded his plate as full as he could get it. He left the vegetables thought. He hated them, but he ate lots of fruit so it kinda balanced it out.  "This is great!" he exclaimed, taking a bite of ham.

((Caught a computer for an hour or so.))

Sai plopped down at the Slytherin table, his friends sorted to other houses. He sared blankly at the wall across the dining hall, until a sharp voice cut in. "What are you looking at?" Lin shook his head and focused below the spot he haad been staring at, and it was occupied by a boy with very short, light brown hair. Beside him sat a rat-faced boy who constantly licked his ips and tapped his fingers on the table. "Oh, I am Lin Saikan." Sai said, tilting his head. "I was looking at wall.' He pointed weakly, smiling thinly. "Whatever, Lin. That sounds a fair bit like a girls name, to go with a girly face, huh, Kurt?" The boy laughed, and his companion laughed shrilly, and nodded vigorously. "I'm Stratos Killan, and this is Kurt Rattan." Stratos yawned and set his feet and the table, his short hair sticking straight up. "Your face really is girly, Lin. I know just the spell to make your hair match, but later, eh?" The boy was serious, and was twirling a long, wicked mahogany wand between his fingers.

Sai laughed nervously, and looked down the green and silver table he was seated at, and observed other talking happily, although np other seemed over-friendly. He looked longingly at the Gryfindor and Ravenclaw tables, where the others he ha met on the train were talking and laughing. He sighed, and looked back at the rat-faced boy, who was stuffing himself with ham and what appeared to be pizza.

((Watch me fail... again. My brain is SO not working properly.))

Wes sat wearilly at the Ravenclaw table, only half paying attention to what Kylie and Alex where speaking about. He shot a glance twards the Gryffendor table, seeing familiar, smiling faces. Satisfied, he looked at the Slytherins. He caught a glimpce of Sai, but there was so much comotion it was hard to see him for very long. (Everybody was reaching for food on the table.) Though he himself was glad he was not put in Slytherin, he was happy for his friend. He had gotten the house of his choosing, no matter his reasons. Wes then turned his attention to one of the windows high in the room, then the celeing. The moon wasn't visible through gl*censored*, and rightly so, was behind a silvery cloud above. He shook the thought from his head, then eyed the head master. He began to ponder how easy it would be to talk to him about his condition's requirements.

After a breif pause, he turned back to the table, his empty plate staring up at him. He wasn't really hungry, and had never had much of an appitite. Never the less, he figured there would be hunger pains later, especially this close to the lunar cycle. He reached out to grab the first thing he could, which happened to be a thick slice of honey smoked ham. He put it on his plate and took little peices off with his finger tips before poping them in his mouth, hardly taking his eyes off the headmaster, though his thoughts where elsewhere. Rather, his thoughts where unexistant. He was consious of the chatter of the large croud around him, but it seemed muted, as if he wasn't quite part of this world.

((Morgain, I think it is truely impossible to see you fail at a post. ^-^))

Kylie laughed quietly at Alex's comments, not really paying attention to his words. She was too involved in her food. After a moment or so of stuffing her face, Kylie turned to look around at her friends at the other tables. She saw Sai-san getting bullied on and it made her frown. She glared at the boys who were doing it, making a mental image of them for payback later. She frowned slightly then perked up a bit, deciding to wave at Sai, hoping he would notice her. She grinned widely at her new friend.

After a moment or so, Kylie glanced back to her table, noticing Wes wasn't eating anything, well, almost anything. She looked at him curiously, wondering why he didn't have much of an appitite; maybe he ate something on the train? That was always a possibility. "Not hungry?" She asked Wes, pointing her fork at him. She leaned over and grabbed her goblet that was filled with pumpkin juice. She took a small sip while waiting for him to respond. The juice was cold, colder than Kylie's teeth could handle. She cringed slightly, making a sour face.

((I see. Um, I suppose that is true, Loki and Kink, but you have to remember that I explained about the whole how she was training because of her father, who was already a registered animangus thing. So it's like... I feel like she should have at least a little prior training, especially since a large part of my intro had that in it, her father sending her off with animangus homework. Uh, I'll post in a second, I just need some clarification on if I need to change my character's whole history or not.))

[[I vote no Animagi until fourth year at least. Even if someone had prior training, they wouldn't have enough magical ability to apply it until they start at Hogwarts. You can 'know' all you want but it takes ability to be able to apply it.
And post on the Keeper of the Egg RP, Winter! We're all waiting for you! T_T]]

Jess looked up when he felt the vibration of someone putting their feet on the table. He glared at Stratos in disgust, placing his fork back on his plate and swallowing the food in his mouth.
"Hey, Killan," Jess said in an instigating manner. "How would you like a tail to go along with that ugly mug of yours?" Jess pulled his ash wand, twirling it a few times before pointing it at Stratos. "I suggest you leave Saikan alone and get your filthy feet off the table before you become my personal target." 
Although Jess wasn't really concerned with Sai's wellbeing, there was nothing he hated more than an idiot pure-blood. If Sai was in Sytherin, then he deserved respect. Jess would make sure he got it just like everyone else.

[[Not much I can post for Alex XD he's just stuffing his face and in his own little world.]]

[[Yep, yep. Glad we're all finally on the same page. And just for the record, I think I'll have Alex start his Animagus studies soon. He'll probably end up sneaking into the restricted section or something XD

And since we have eight books I'd say we do something like a block schedule and have four clas-ses a day.]] 

[[It's like we're starting our own Animagus army x3

And yeah. Brookstick flying clas-ses. Remember that's how Harry got discovered as a Seeker?]]

((I agree with the animagous thing. Even though she's been training, she'd still have to have alot of physical practice, and just 'cause a particular method works for her dad, doesn't mean it'll work for her, but she could deffinatly help out other students. I would volenteer Westley, but... yeah, lunar wolves and such. Rar, rawr. ^^ ~ I remember that for first years, required cl*censored*es include charms, trasfiguration, deff/dark arts, fling, potions and... I've no idea. But I thought CAre of Magical creatures was only for 3rd years+, or 2nd years if they where really gifted of something. But, it is bend- the- rules Hagrid. MAybe he has an unofficial after school mini- cl*censored* for 1st and 2nd years? Anyway, I vote for a time skip to the next day, where all the students are scrambling to their cl*censored*es for the first time. lol. ~ Oh, and thank you, Kink. I usually just make up my posts as I go. XD This one origonally had a reply to Kylie's comment, but my internet connection failed, and I'm worried it'll happen again. I've gotta start using word.dox just to be safe. *sigh* Too much effort. *prays this one works*))

Wes heard a familiar voice, and was immediately brought back from whatever universe he had just been in. He took longer than usual to respond to the question, as first he had to actually recall what had been said to him. When he processed this, he opened his mouth to speak, only to find that he was about to reply in German. He blushed a little, embarased, as he quickly regained his step and translated himself. "I've never had much ov an appitite,"

He blinked slowly and began to reach a pale, scared hand for his goblet, his filled with plain water. Since he was sitting across from the others, he could look at both Kylie and Alex at once. He was glad that, though his other new friends had been in other houses, he was lucky enough to be with two people he felt comfortable around. It was nice. But when Westley's fingers gripped the cup, he almost brushed against Kylie, and hsi stomach clenched before quickly relazing. There was something odd about her, something that reminded him, somehow, that he wasn't comepletely alone. As comforting and easy as this thought was, he couldn't quite place him finger on what exactly this was. After several long moments, he shrugged it off. It's just 'cause I've never had friends before. I'm just antisipating between them all. How strangely familiar it is to have friends.

Westley was born a werewolf, a curce from his father. As a result, his transformations, though just as violent, where not quite as dramatic, and a painful process. A normal werewolf  changes without thinking, usually without processing the thought. Born ones, however, felt pain and sorrow long before they began slashing terrable claws. Just a little side note of a curse. Everybody had them, and Westley would have to deal with his as any other would. He turned back, eying the headmaster again. He'd have to skip the dormaty tour to talk to him, and he shivered at the thought of wandering the halls at night. This, however, was quickly subsided as he remembered the protein sitting on his plate and he began to nibble it again. He offered a smile to the others, then took another sip of water. The cool sensation p*censored*ing his throat was like bliss p*censored*ing his soul.

((It worked! And I'm braindead! Whoo! *waits for time to p*censored**))