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Re: G Building
Coming back to the G Building Harrel strolls into the cafeteria. Slowing his steps a little he glances round the building looking for Ellisia. Not spotting her he murmurs to himself and goes to retrieve the bread rolls and sauce packets he had left, unsurprisingly no one had been interested in pinching some mystery bread left in the middle of the room, though he noted he was possibly short on sauce. "I guess she's not done yet. Why did they have to take the brown packets..." Taking his banquet again, he looks for a table once more. The table he'd spotted before had cleared out. He notes Siphon at one, and also spots Athanasia at another. He hadn't seen her before, but in this place the Alveran soul stuck out to him with ease. 'Hmm, so that's the Alveran woman. Is she wearing coffee?' He thinks to himself walking over to her table. Picking a spot at the other end of the table he sits down casually, looking as if he'd picked the table without any real reason, and begins to apply the sauce to his rolls. He rather doubted he would actually learn anything of value in this lazy spy routine, but it couldn't hurt. As soon as Ellisia came back to the school grounds he'd be able to detect her and report his fleeting detection of Charles.
Coming back to the G Building Harrel strolls into the cafeteria. Slowing his steps a little he glances round the building looking for Ellisia. Not spotting her he murmurs to himself and goes to retrieve the bread rolls and sauce packets he had left, unsurprisingly no one had been interested in pinching some mystery bread left in the middle of the room, though he noted he was possibly short on sauce. "I guess she's not done yet. Why did they have to take the brown packets..." Taking his banquet again, he looks for a table once more. The table he'd spotted before had cleared out. He notes Siphon at one, and also spots Athanasia at another. He hadn't seen her before, but in this place the Alveran soul stuck out to him with ease. 'Hmm, so that's the Alveran woman. Is she wearing coffee?' He thinks to himself walking over to her table. Picking a spot at the other end of the table he sits down casually, looking as if he'd picked the table without any real reason, and begins to apply the sauce to his rolls. He rather doubted he would actually learn anything of value in this lazy spy routine, but it couldn't hurt. As soon as Ellisia came back to the school grounds he'd be able to detect her and report his fleeting detection of Charles.