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[glow=red][ Evergreen's Sky Bus; En Route to Acolyte's Mount ][/glow]
"My name is Sorrell Edelstein. We had a few classes together back at the institute." The silver haired boy introduced himself and bowed his head in greeting. What a polite kid. Lou looked up at him, and nodded along like he had totally now remembered who the guy was. No. No he had not. He really had no idea they had shared classes because Lou was not the type to really pay much attention to the people around him, though it made sense, seeing how they were both here. Lou had seen Sorrell just around, because that white hair and violet eye combo (and short stature) was really something that could simply not go unnoticed, and paid attention to his existence about two or three seconds each time, before moving forward with his life. Sorrell was now observing the group of boys across the aisle, while Lou continued to pamper his familiar. "I think you may be right... everyone is going to kill one another before we even get to Acolytes Mount."
The ashen blond boy looked up at Sorrell to see just in time for him to cover his mouth with his hand, looking like he was surprised over what he just had said himself. Lou regarded the shortie curiously, a small, amused smile creeping on his face. "You know what, I like you." He barked a laugh and then added, "No homo though. And I may just stick around for you just because of Ammy, let's be honest." Lou had turned to pet the wolf again, looking about just as content about it as the familiar was. Meanwhile the other group of guys were going on about healing the burned hand, and one of them had quipped about being able to heal it with the cost of blowing up the other hand which equaled to plus minus zero and then some. Lou snorted a small laugh at it. At least there was another one with a shitty sense of humor like his. Maybe it would not be all bad after all. Now if they would all manage not to die before touchdown, that would be great.
"I know you already know who I am, and I admit it, it's kinda weird but... Louis Maddox, just Lou is fine. Nice to make your acquaintance, Sorrell." He offered his hand for a shake to Sorrell, and then asked; "So what do you do? I mean, what's your specialty? Mine's Physical." A sly looking smirk was on his face at that. "You know, I'm a very physical kind of guy, if you know what I mean. Beast in the fight, beast in the sheets." Which was followed with a silly looking eyebrow wiggle. Lou had definitely waited to get to use that punchline.