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Originally Posted by
BanaBatGirl 
Fletcher's head turned as someone stomped in the door... someone dressed very, very smartly. Oooh RAWRRRRRRRR. It was Tiger!Lady. And, as usual, she looked angry and bitter.
All the better.
Smoothing out his hair with his non-food-contaminated hand, Fletcher wound his way through the gathering champions toward the professor. "Gooood morning, madame," he greeted her cheerfully, being sure not to have any food in his mouth for once. "I see you like.... mangoes."
*BEAM*
Chew CHEw CHEW CHEW CHE-
Her jaw stopped working so fiercly and the hand with the knife froze as Maya jerked her head to look at whomever it was that had...talked. Near her.
They weren't actually
adressing her, were they?
Yup.
She swallowed and licked her lips, staring down at the boy.
"No, Mister Just Fletcher, I just like to chew on this particular fruit." Really?
Allright, might be good to be a bit more nice to the boy - afterall, he might get trampled to death by something in the tournament.
"Feeling nervous about the Wheighing?"