There was no way around it, this place was crazy. Casper found himself repeating this in his mid over and over again. After the whole blender incident, he had trouble going inside any kitchen in fear of having to face the ice crusher setting. Luckily there were a handful of berries and fruits growing on trees that he used to eat, but a growing man needs his meat, as one of his older relatives would say. Then there was the nonsense lesson he was given today about the past. It was so confusing, especially how these "book" things worked. You had to open them, then you have to keep opening the tiny sheets inside! It would take forever to read a novel that way! But this wasn't the time for that, he had just mustered the courage to wait in line in the cafeteria for food, hoping for two things and two things only: Meat and not having to step inside the kitchen. He had gotten his wish...kinda. The lunch lady gave him two brown...somethings that were in either side of the meat--probably ham--along with a yellow something that reminded him of bugam, a side dish from where he came from. With it he took a see-through liquid in a bottle he hoped was water. Did he need to find a place to sit? It might help to have a friend or two that he could talk to, maybe he could even make a Gadam, or close strong friend who protects and is protected in return. That should be someone strong. Casper told himself as he began to walk, looking for an empty table...or maybe one with many human people in them.
"Sure. Name's Levis."
"My name's Cailey."
Casper froze on the spot. Levis and Cailey were names of the war gods whom destroyed an entire nation with their thumbnails just because they decided their nails were too long. Of course, in reality this was only mythology, but Casper didn't know whether mythology was ever real or fiction. Slowly, he kept walking, trusting that these two's thumbnails were an even size, and nowhere near big enough to squash him. He felt his breathing quicken, as did his heart rate and he sat at a random table he deemed was empty, still looking toward the two wargod namelings.
"So, how were your classes sis?"
Gwah! Not empty, not empty!
Quickly he turned around in surprise to see two females already sitting there.
"Isami mude fragh!" he muttered before he realized he was speaking the wrong language. "I-I mean, I'm sorry, I didn't see you two were here!" English idiot, keep it together! "I'll leave if I'm bothering you two." He finished pathetically.
"Sure. Name's Levis."
"My name's Cailey."
Casper froze on the spot. Levis and Cailey were names of the war gods whom destroyed an entire nation with their thumbnails just because they decided their nails were too long. Of course, in reality this was only mythology, but Casper didn't know whether mythology was ever real or fiction. Slowly, he kept walking, trusting that these two's thumbnails were an even size, and nowhere near big enough to squash him. He felt his breathing quicken, as did his heart rate and he sat at a random table he deemed was empty, still looking toward the two wargod namelings.
"So, how were your classes sis?"
Gwah! Not empty, not empty!
Quickly he turned around in surprise to see two females already sitting there.
"Isami mude fragh!" he muttered before he realized he was speaking the wrong language. "I-I mean, I'm sorry, I didn't see you two were here!" English idiot, keep it together! "I'll leave if I'm bothering you two." He finished pathetically.