Worth it? [Open]

[OLIVER JAMES WILDER]

If being at this stupid school wasn’t his only option to survive during the rough winter than Oliver wouldn’t even be here. When he was approached, his location had been given away and he hated that. Even the animals in the woods with him were scattering in fear of the older woman with the “ generous offer”. Again, it was his ONLY option. Especially since he didn’t know where his mom and sister was, more importantly his sister. Now, it’s been three days since he had arrived and since then he had refused to leave the whereabouts of his room. Oliver had no intention to except for food. Almost a year in the woods made him weary of people. And Oliver being on edge wasn’t safe for anyone , just as his father..oh wait, no one can ask him because Oliver practically chemically skinned the man alive. At the moment he was about to lay back into the somewhat warm bed, his stomach betrayed him, rumbling loudly and for a little longer than ten seconds. Damn it, he didn’t want to have to go and get food but, it seemed like his stomach was not cooperating with his thoughts. Quickly, he stretched out of his bed and looked back as he felt the bet was slightly damp. Great, he fizzled a hole into the sheets. He wondered briefly if he would even get scolded. It seemed like around here they were all about control from the posters and rooms he saw when walking back to his assigned door on the first night here. With a growl of annoyance he set off for the kitchen, twitching his noise some as he smelled a whiff of potatos. Okay then, maybe it wouldn’t be so bad. That was when he heard a scratchy voice and he winced. Fuck, he hated hearing other people. He barely talked to himself so why would he subject himself to this? The smell grew stronger…oh right, he did it for the food.

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[DANEEL IGNIS]

The cafeteria was busy, or at leased loud. It also seemed like the workers were deliberately annoy the female waiting in line. She growled. rolling her blue eyes, her pupils contracting to slits. "What do you mean you aren't serving meat?!? You have got to be absolutely bonkers!  Nothing? no chicken? Beef? you guys are going to starve me! fine ill just take a bloody bag of crisps" She growled at the confused look on the workers face. "Bloody chips... I.want.a.bag.of.chips" she snarled, her wings twitching underneath her hoodie. She then went onto a bloody awful conversation about what type of 'chip' she wanted. The whole conversation left her seething. One would think the work staff would understand that, is a student has a British accent, and or has been living in London, Crisps means what they call chips!

She grabbed the bag she was handed and stormed off, her pupils still narrowed in irritation. "I'm a freggin dragon, do they expect me to survive on... on freakin potatoes?" she muttered to herself, taking a seat at an empty table and ripping the bag open roughly. She stuffed a crisp in her mouth, growling slightly as she did so. 

[OLIVER JAMES WILDER]

Oliver had no problem being in peoples’ business and when his hand pushed roughly into the café doors, he was able to hear the furious little red head right away. Well isn’t she a fighter? He admired it and yet hated it. As he approached closer, ready to get in line to grab himself some potatoes, he noticed the slight movement coming from under the fire girls’ clothes. Oliver laughed audibly, his lips quirking up a bit. Wings, the girl must’ve had wings..jesus Christ, he was in a wackado place. Why was he here again? Once more the rumbling of his empty stomach gave him the very bothersome reminder. He was right behind the young girl, grabbing potatoes and potato chips and an apple for Fang. Immediately after she whipped away from the tedious line, he was on her tail. Possibly literally considering he heard her little rant. \

“Dragon huh? Fire breathing and all that jazz?” clearly, he wasn’t taking the girl very seriously. A dragon vegetarian… fun. As he walked with a pep in his step, his forefinger dug into the mashed potatoes and into his mouth, savoring the creamy flavor, practically devouring his finger in the process. The green of his eyes blazed but, softly due to his desire that food brought him.
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[DANEEL IGNIS]

Danni's eyes flashed, darting to the boy at once, pupils narrowing even further. "Ya, Dragon, Fire and all..." she said, Trying to figure out why a random student had taken interest in her. "Which is why the lack of meat is quite aggravating" She said cautiously.

Her mind gave up on why the boy had followed her, instead flicked to its natural defense tactic. "Are you gonna sit down? or you just gonna stand there?" she asked, turning her gaze from the boy and back to her bag of chips. She rolled her eyes slightly, taking another from the bag to examine it. "I wonder how long I can survive on chips... probably not long, given my dietary needs" she mutters, mostly to herself. She looked up, realizing she had muttered it out loud and quickly ate the chip, inwardly growling at herself for falling into old habits.

"And since you overheard my little rant, could I ask what your species is?" she asked, genuinely curious, hidden with sass. She leaned back a bit, rolling the sleeves of her hoodie up to her elbows, not wanting to start sweating and loose her makeup hiding the red scales by the corner of her eyes.

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[OLIVER JAMES WILDER]

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