[sylvanSpider]

=-=-=ZEKE=-=-=

Zeke chuckled watching his small scaled companion nuzzling Neel, “She's generally a pretty judge of character. I'll take it as a good sign, considering we're living together. It's the first year I've been able to get a roommate, so we'll see how she gets along with another person living with us.” He opened the door letting Neel go through first, then him. The second they were out George was up in the air gliding circles around them. She knew it was time to go flying again and she was both visibly and audibly excited letting out happy chirps as she flew.

“Alright! Here we go!” Zeke said as the hoverboard lifted off the ground. He didn't seem to mind having another person on it; after all, his was able to carry a lot more weight than the first models had. It was a trend quickly picking up, but they were still seen as luxuries mostly afforded by the upper-middle and upper classes. The pair weaved in and out of buildings, George complicating the knot by flying dangerously close to them, then farther away. The little dragon loved showing off her prowess in the skies and it showed.

They flew faster this time than they did last, Zeke expecting Neel to expect a little more. He delivered, not seeming to mind her arms around his waist. To others looking on, the pair didn't look out of place. Save, maybe, to those that knew Zeke. He was one to operate mostly on a solo basis and everyone knew it. If anyone ever considered a friendship with him they were generally deterred by his solitary reputation. He was generally liked wherever he went, but his close friends were few...and seemingly on another planet.

When they came to a stop, Zeke bounded off his board gracefully, holding his hand out for Neel to take it. “Welp! Here we are!”

The restaurant itself was bustling, mostly with humans. There were a few other species, Neel and Zeke adding to that number, but humans obviously loved it. It was apparent that this was why Zeke chose it. He could get authentic homosapien cuisine. “This place has pretty much everything people eat from pizza to pasta, sushi and hamburgers to fuckin' salads and sandwiches. They have dishes from around the Earthen globe! It's pretty much the hot spot for humans. Today I'm feeling sushi...Uh....I'm guessing you eat vegetables? You can have a salad or really anything here, and don't worry about prices. I've got this as a 'welcome to college and thank you preemptively for dealing with my shit' gift.”

=-=-=MAGALI=-=-=

Magali blinked dumbly as she reached her hand up to Meeqa by instinct. She thought that learning would happen in private, perhaps in their dorm room or maybe even a dance studio? She gasped, her cheeks darkening as she looked around to the onlookers who had been watching Meeqa doing well just moments before this.

Magali gulped watching Meeqa's feet. Soon, she was mimicking her mechanically. She felt like a child repeating steps for a play put on for the amusement of the parents to record and use against them for the rest of their lives and she was hyper aware of how clunky she looked beside the graceful Meeqa. “L-like this?” she squeaked. She finally got to the point where she could spin on “three” only stumbling on her feet once and once she got to that point she began to lose some of her stiffness.

Me? A cute bum? she thought, blushing again. Regardless of her own self-doubt, however, Meeqa had given her the bout of self-confidence that she needed. She found herself loosening up and even added a couple of tail swishes for added flair.