((OOC: Going to sleep soon. :l Also, if you are directing the pink eyes towards me, I said pink ends, not pink eyes. Come to think of it, I don't think I mentioned Anna's eye color. :o ))
Eilian noticed that Malcolm kept up with his stride, and whistled softly in response. Then he turned his attention to the reddish brown haired girl, who seemed to be addressing him. Her name was, shockingly, Annalise, which he found ironic. There was such a lack in supply of girls at the camp, and the two he knew could be nicknamed Anna. That would become complicated if he got tired of calling Annabeth by her full name, but Eilian decided to deal with that predicament when it arrived. At any rate, it seemed he already had a pet name for Annalise (or nickname), which he decided to use right away.
"Pleasure to meet you, Anna. Enjoying the camp so far?"
Waiting patiently for clearance from the guys at the table, Eilian slipped into a seat and leaned onto the table. As he did so, the black boxes, which contained foods, were all in his grasp. They tapped lightly onto the table, at which Eilian peeked inside each to see which contained which. When he found the one with sandwiches, he waited for Malcolm to sit down before sliding it over to him. Then he opened his own (the ramen and the rice with a pickle plum on top) and, after bringing out chopsticks from what seemed to be from thin air, started sucking on the noodles. They were still warm, since Eilian had heat them up to a boiling hot temperature, yet had to retain the moisture (since the box couldn't hold the liquid). Still, they were rather good, the noodles entering his mouth so swiftly that not a singly drop (from what remained) flew anywhere but in his mouth.
"So, does anyone know what we really do here? I hope the classes won't be difficult, or anything like an academy -- well, a school. If it is, it'll defeat the purpose of the camp having so many positive aspects about it, like how the OCD staff members keep this place nice and tidy and organized."
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Nurarihyon no Mago! 
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Inpa: "...I got your mask already, look! Isn't it pretty?”
Balthazar: ”Urgh.. !! It's pink..”
Inpa: ”Oh please, it's called being metrosexual!..."
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-- farag0n; Tales of Amn
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