ONYX
“This is my first year, but I’ve been reading up on it and been trying to explore the school head-to-toe. I If you wanted you could join me.”
Onyx grimaced. Ah jesus, what have I done? “Maybe.” They replied shortly, tucking their head down and making sure to steer clear of every other human in their path. Despite the annoying drone of this guy’s voice, Onyx could not allow him to distract them enough that they allowed themselves to be surprised by some other person. It was most certainly unfortunate that Elliot was as new as they were, but maybe his chatterboxiness would be something that Onyx could use to their advantage.
“Sometimes it’s nice to be tall. I could spot you very easily. But then again, everyone else can see see me. But I’m not quite as tall as my dad, I’m only 5’11 and he’s 6’3.”
That was not good. “I don’t want to be spotted,” Onyx muttered through gritted teeth. They would have to work on being inconspicuous here. Back home, the best way for Onyx to avoid notice was to make themselves as small as possible, avoiding all eye contact and acting like a rat, rather than a human. Here… They truly didn’t know. They were a fish out of water, and while the view was nice, they hadn’t learned how to breath yet.
“If we go around those students we might make it before the group ahead of us”
Onyx started as Elliot made a beeline around a large group of students. Barely thinking, Onyx darted after him, following close on his heels. Elliot took that moment to ask Onyx’s favourite food, sharing his own in the process.
“Uhm…” This is where they lie. “I like bread.” They said, unsure about their answers. In truth, Onyx didn’t have a favourite food. If it was edible, they ate it, and that was that. There were no ‘favourites’ involved. “What is Venison?” They asked carefully. What does he mean about hunting? It sounds like a good way to get food. Onyx kept this query to themselves, however.
Onyx darted up to the canteen, surprised at the array of food. It took every ounce of their willpower not to grab everything they could and make a run for it. There were no streets to hide from angry victims here. Onyx had to be careful. Eventually, they got a few slices of toast, deciding to support their claim of liking bread. Onyx also picked up some orange juice, marvelling at how clean everything was. As the canteen lady asked for money, Onyx looked at Elliot, a hint of fear in their eyes. Now would be the time that he would abandon them, most likely. Fool them into taking the food and then abandon them at the last minute. It had happened before. I swear to god if he doesn’t pay I’ll pummel the guy into the ground.
@eunoia - Elliot - I apologise for Onyx 
They are not the nicest character around (but they are my favourite lol)
COLM MCCANN
“Thanks you have offered me a lot already and I feel like Im giving you nothing in return though.” Colm shrugged.
“I’m sure I’ll think of something,” He said, laughing. “In all seriousness though, your company is enough for now. Olive is great, but she is exhausting, unlike you.” He didn’t expect Brooks to be a ‘pub person’. Those places were reliably loud, chaotic and full of drunk people. The smell of drink negated any temptation for Colm, which was half the reason they loved it there.
'Your really nice Colm. Im pretty shocked your not like the popular guy around here already."
“Ahh there’s plenty of time for that,” Colm replied, chuckling. “You’d be surprised at how little people tend to like kelpies, anyway. No matter how high we pull our auras, they’ll usually find a reason to be scared.”
Colm quietened as they noticed Brooks starting to not off.
“We’ve got a sleeper” He whispered, resisting the urge to laugh out loud. He found it quite funny how human’s could just… lose consciousness without dying first. It was quite risky, all things considered. If something happened in the night you wouldn’t be even aware of it, nevermind able to do anythign.
@bpalmer - Brooks