[0] Morgrave - Skyship Tower

Verin rolls her eyes so hard they risk rolling right out of her head. "Girls, you're both pretty.

Looking at S'sylin, she continues, "We're all super, super scared of you, honest. Look, if we all pretend you're the broodiest brooder who ever brooded, will you pretend not to be an insufferable ass this entire trip? Pretty sure most of us just want to get done and get out of there.

"Temper?" Verin laughs, "Not even. Although, you should probably drop the arrogant act, because if you can't tell the difference between somebody actually getting mad and somebody just being tired of angsty teenagers who think cloaks, shadows, and gloom are a substitute for a personality, well... you owe every teacher you had an apology. For starters.

Verin takes a moment to brush an errant piece of fluff off of her leggins before turning her back to S'sylin and muttering, "Gods, this is going to be a long trip if this keeps up."

Cualli returns to his seat near Lash and Ry. His attention goes back to Samarath as he makes with a little more small talk, "We had a cat that never got a name. I asked my mom about it and she just said 'she never told it to me.'

He takes another look at the weasel, "I don't know, you look like a Scout or a Bandit to me."

@khulod, wanna roll your Deception vs my Insight? Just to see how much Ry believes it?

Insight.

Verin stands up, and smirks. "Of course, Professor. I may not be the best student, but I'm not one to waste my own time. Why go to class, hell why sign up for university, if you're not going to try to learn while you're there?"

She didn't care if Professor Alacandra liked her. She didn't care if anyone liked her. It was strictly a matter of getting things done to Verin, and if she made friends that was great but she wouldn't lose sleep if she didn't. That said, the Professor wasn't bad as far as Verin was concerned -- she did her job well, and was a bit prickly to everyone (at least she didn't play favorites). Verin simply didn't see the issues other students had. Shouldering her pack and checking her blade, Verin got ready to board the airship.

Cualli, on the other hand, cared very much what Professor Alacandra thought of him.

His only interaction with her had been brief, but memorable. He arrived ten mintues late to orientation for Intro to General Research. She informed him that he had given up his seat five minutes ago when he didn't respond to roll and was now bumped to the bottom of the wait list. As he was pleading her mercy, another student arrived even later than he had, who was already on the waitlist. The Professor instructed the new student to thank Cualli for giving up his seat for them. She made it abundantly clear that he had already wasted too much of her classroom's time and that additional pleas would not be entertained and that he should simply leave the classroom before he embarrassed himself further.

Even now as Cualli scrambled to collect his kit, he just hoped that maybe she wouldn't remember him.

Umm, yes Professor...