It was an awkward moment to say the least, the girl her impassive(if creepily grinning) cat mask kept it's steady unblinking stare locked with his, and now garbed in an unflattering apron and hair net, held out a cup of raspberry jello expectantly as Tom tried to wrap his head around the whole thing, the impasse held for a few tense seconds before being broken by the annoyed shout of a one eyed kid in green "Take the damn jello or get out of line!" with a quick glance back at the one eyed kid behind him Tom took the proffered cup of jiggly "sort of food" and made his way amongst the tables, avoiding the "special" tables until he spotted a crowd of misfits both heavily armed and exhausted, these were his people, mostly normal, all insane, every one of them forced to work twice as hard for half the recognition, most of them could at best hope to lead a goon squad or at worst go solo before doing a long stint in a cold cell or slowly rotting in a shallow grave. The "SPECIAL" table was the place of pride, the students at these tables were power houses living weapons, potent magic users, super human power houses that could single handedly decimate an entire power armored division, from his spot muscled between a beefy man with dark skin and a set of robotic arms that looked rather intimidating though they seeped a foul smelling lubricant, a snarled bark of "don't shorten my god damned name, its one syllable, ONE! Jinx! not Jin, or Jinny, or babe, and I swear you call me sweet meat again.."
Jinx was livid, her pale features were flushed with rage, her boyfriend of the last few months was proving himself to be far more like his name sake than she could deal with any longer, their bedroom antics were... satisfying certainly but that seemed to be all there was any longer, the moronic giggle fit he was having with his boys was the final straw,the dumb slack jawed look he was giving her right now was too much as she barked into his face at last "find your own goddamn room, were done". Mammoth got to his feet, his eight foot barrel chested form easily dwarfing his now ex-girlfriends slender frame by close to three feet "whats that supposed to mean?" he growled staring down at her his heavy fists trembling as rage began clouding his vision in a red fog, "I'm sorry" cooed the pink haired Goth, "was that too complex for your little brain? I mean no more boom boom with me me" she snarked "your dumped deal with it minute man" with the laughter of his boys echoing in the now quiet cafeteria, his seat mate the cyborg chuckled like distant thunder "dis gon get messy kid, bes keep our heads down, ya?" with that the greasy cyborg got to his feet and made his way to the door at a brisk walk the doors swished open then closed just as Mammoth erupted with a deafening roar.
Thomas seeing the coming storm began rapidly shoveling his meal into his mouth swallowing the mashed potatoes whole and tearing into the beef as a chair flew towards the table he snatched his tray and his neighbors' drink off the table and dropped flat onto the floor still eating, while his table mates scattered, the special tables watched the gigantic teen throw a mighty fist crushing his chair flat and stomping towards the scattering crowd of students and faculty members, tables were crushed flat and flung about as Mammoth roared and howled his fury, Tom watched the carnage from the cover of his miraculously unharmed table his meal having long since vanished, he slurped noisily on his soft drink as only a dozen super humans continued eating quietly, projectiles of metal, wood, and plastic shattered against the reinforced floor and ceiling, or against hastily erected barriers. The one eyed kid in green was chatting peaceably nearby with Gizmo covered by a transparent hemisphere that looked alot like a huge eyeball, Thomas eyed the, uh eye for a moment from his position on the floor, toying with the empty aluminum can as Mammoth grappled with Adonis, the power armored teen smirked and babbled something about being off his game over a chick, before being flung across the cafeteria, with a deafening crash and screech of metal on metal as the hulking armored suit screamed to a halt against the far wall "ruuuude" wheezed the "Adonis".
With a disgusted sigh (and a full stomach) Tom crushed the can into a flat, nearly uniform disk and hurled it at the replete suit of power armor where it tinkled in the sudden silence, a quick glance showed that, the masked girl (still wearing her apron and hair net) had peppered the rampaging genetic giant's back with a trio of black feathered darts, the lumbering behemoth managed four unsteady steps before pitching forward and slamming into the reinforced floor plating with an impact that shook the remaining tables and chairs violently. Hopping to his feet and surveying the damage with a low whistle, the cafeteria looked as though it had been hit by a particularly pissed off tornado, tables were imbedded into walls, chairs stomped flat under furious feet, and from the look of it he had tried to peel back a section of floor plating before the masked girl filled him full of darts. Said masked girl was watching him, after a moment spent turning her head first left, then right before she seemed to realize she was still wearing the apron and hair net, with a flourish she cast them aside just as brother blood stepped through the cafeteria doors.
The scene that awaited Brother Blood was far from unexpected, even without a dozen dozen faculty members, and the cameras, and the seismic sensors informing him of the impacts of his favorite giant's fists, no the blind rage and unrestrained violence that flowed from the genetically augmented youth may as well have been smoke pouring through the doors. With a long suffering sigh and a nod to the four faculty members accompanying him, Mammoth was hauled from the decimated lunch room. The headmaster shook his head and turned to Cheshire and nodded politely "I suppose this means your shift on cafeteria duty has been cut short, would you be so kind as to escort young master Thomas to my office, i have a small matter to attend to but I shall be with you shortly" that said the headmaster turned smartly on his heel and strolled after his staff members his white robes whisking along behind him.
Thomas seethed silently at the sight of of Brother Blood's retreating form, with a blinding motion he drew his revolver squeezing the trigger six times, emptying the weapon with a deafening explosion of sound at a speed so fast, Cheshire could only flinch towards her own weapons, Brother Blood never broke stride, never turned around, the bullets simply pattered to the floor like the ringing of tiny glass bells, "every student gets one free shot, master Thomas, that was yours" the doors whisked closed with the head masters words hanging in the air. From across the cafeteria in a heap of dented metal that was once his suit Adonis wheezed a laugh, "buuuurn", only to have a chair bounce off his armored chest.
The Cat masked girl, with her long luxurious black hair, stood patiently beside the cafeteria doors, giving Tom a pointed look (he guessed it was pointed at least), in the bright light of the lunch room, he was disappointed to discover that the slight girl was almost a head shorter than him, and possessed a deceptively delicate build, he approached her reloading his gun stomping with frustration at his impotent attack on the head master, with a spin of the cylinder and a whirling flourish he holstered his weapon back on his hip, thumbing the leather strip that held it in place over the weapon's hammer, he stood before the petite ninja staring down at her from an unaccustomed difference in height, "you looked taller in the tunnel" he grunted, she didn't say a word, simply shrugged and gestured to the doors before turning on her heel and walking through the doors and into the hall beyond. Thomas followed after the retreating form, his longer stride allowed him to catch up to her with ease, following her at about arms length, he scented the air as unobtrusively as he could trying to latch onto some kind of identifying odor, she stopped cold and whirled around so fast her long hair smacked into his face hard enough to send him back a pace, embarrassed Thomas muttered "right its a social faux pas to go around sniffing people I keep forgetting that" the masked girl shook her head, not bothering to break stride.
"Ok how the heck do you keep hitting me? Seriously! how? I can dodge bullets for fuck sake" griped Tom as he trailed after the cat masked girl, silenced reigned in the halls for a few steps as our hero awaited a reply, "your not a big talker, are you?" he tried, five more paces still nothing, "you know, when we were fighting in the tunnel..." he skipped in close and puffed into her ear "I could see your knickers", abrupt darkness followed that ill advised statement.