Catching up [TANYA]

[Oleg Kirrlov]

Oleg smiled to himself as he once more found himself in the line to get himself some good food. On today's list was some steak and vegetables, along with one apple.  He then got himself some good old moo moo milk before moving and sitting onto another empty table, beginning to dig in to the food. While he was at it, he wondered the deeper things in life, like what he should play once he got back to the dorm, and if he should ask Kyrie for a rematch in that cleffairy kart race. So many thoughts, so much time.

[Tanya Christianson]

Tanya ran to the cafeteria, hoping she wasn't late to get any food. She had only recently got up and had overslept. Not wanting to miss her meal due to, she didn't put too much effort into her look as she got out of bed and ran to the cafeteria to get food before they closed down. This resulted in scraggly looking hair and unkempt clothes that looked crumpled.

She was relieved to know that the cafeteria hadn't close, meaning she was able to eat for the day. Picking up a plate of steak with some rice and salad as well as some water to drink. She stayed away from the seafood section. She stayed very far away from the seafood section. It could rot for all she cared about it.

Looking for a table to sit at, she found Oleg sitting on his own. While she had seen Oleg in the company of others, she had never seen him alone. For that reason, she drifted over towards her table, putting her food on it and sliding into the seat before she even asked for any permission.

"Hey there Oleg, how have things been going for you?" Tanya asked, getting out her cutlery and beginning to munch down on the food in front of her.

[Oleg Kirrlov]

Oleg blinked as Tanya just suddenly sat down opposite to him. He shrugged slightly. "Eh, they've been going fine enough. Got me a new kart in cleffairy kart, finished reading a book, trained with Walter. The normal." He then sliced up about half of the steak, beginning to chomp down into it, enjoying the taste as he then washed away some of it with the moo moo milk.

"What about you? What have you been up to?" He tilted his head slightly, playing with his salad as he did so, his fork spinning the salad leaves around and around before digging into one of them, brgining it to Oleg's mouth as he chomped down at it.

[Tanya Christianson]

Tanya nodded her head, making sure that Oleg recognized that she was actually listening to him. He didn't seem to care about how much of a mess she looked, which was nice. She had been seen getting the occasional odd looks from other people. Then again, though, she got those quite a lot.

"Just been hanging out with my friends and trying not to miss food. You know, the usual." Tanya replied casually, ripping apart the steak and pushing it into her mouth. She was ravenous around food, especially if she liked it. She had nearly gone halfway through her steak in the short time that they had been talking to each other.

"You know, Seria was hurt about the way you treated her in battle." Tanya mentioned, stopping to eat for a moment so that she could continue talking. "Like I totally get how you can get into a battle, but Seria's quite a emotional person. I think she finds it hard to separate real life from pokemon battles. If you do battle her again, don't make fun of her, okay?" 

She felt bad about mentioning it, but she only recently realized that Oleg was the guy that Seria told her about. Oleg was her friend too, but she did care about Seria. She hoped Oleg wouldn't be too offended by her queries.

[Oleg Kirrlov]

Oleg simply nodded. "I know, I know. Power got into my head, simply put. I'll apologize to her as soon as I can." He then returned to playing with his food in thought as he then chomped down into the meat once more, enjoying it greatly before raising his head from the food. "Eh... So. You probably know about me liking Kyrie?" He prodded the question at her, wanting to know WHAT Tanya exactly knew. He had wanted to ask this for a long time, really, but now was the best moment with nobody really listening in on them, so he just asked.

[Tanya Christianson]

"Ok, that's good. Just remember next time, ok?" Tanya said, playing with her fork as she continued to talk to Oleg. She was glad that he realized he was being a douche. Hopefully Seria would be able to understand as well. Oleg wasn't a bad guy. It was just the power of pokemon.

The power of pokemon. That was something that had been floating around in her mind. They were capable of so much, but at the same time they could completely shatter the world around them. They were so easy to misuse, so easy to anger, so easy to get carried away with. Would that happen to her someday?

She shook her head though when Oleg mentioned Kyrie. At this point, Tanya just laughed for a moment. "Of course I know about you liking Kyrie. Anyone could see it with how you act around her." Tanya bluntly told him, shifting the attention from her thoughts towards his.

"Are you going to tell her how you feel?"

[Oleg Kirrlov]

"Eh. I tried it about three times. First time was in the library where we fixed some damage and I just talked about romance and such when we were cleaning that asile, dropping hints here and there." He chomped down on some salad. "Second time was when I reached back to the dorm, and sent her a message with a confession. Plus asking to play Cleffairy Kart." He finished his salad. "Apparently something deleted it, so I sent it again. Then her PGS just went offline and she did not answer." He continued eating the steak now, munching on it. "I don't know if she even got it."

[Tanya Christianson]

"Ouch, that sounds rough." Tanya responded, getting back to eating her food at a somewhat slower pace so that she could continue conversation. She was amused at all the love that was flying around campus. First there was Kyrie and Oleg. Then there was Amanda and Seria. She didn't really get why they felt that way, but she did enjoy trying to put them together and seeing their reactions. It was actually pretty funny, especially in Oleg's case.

"If I have to be perfectly honest with you, not confessing in person is pretty cowardly." Tanya bluntly remarked, drinking some water to deal with the dryness of her throat. "If you want to do it, do it in person. Also, remember that Kyrie can't do subtle. If you want to tell her, and judging from how you are sending messages like that to her you are, make sure it's really obvious so that she could understand it." 

[Oleg Kirrlov]

"Mhm... Maybe, maybe. But still, it's kind of difficult. I mean, we have a decent enough friendship going at the moment, and she is socially awkward, and I discovered that she's from a higher family and such. If I mentioned it, what if said friendship breaks, and even if she would go "okay.", I fear her parents might be disaproving." Oleg shrugged, chomping down on more of his meat, finishing it as he then drank some more milk.

"Eh, I'm being a bit too over dramatic, I think, but still. It's not easy, believe me. One wrong step and everything might be ruined."

[Tanya Christianson]

Oleg started talking about all of these issues that came between Kyrie and Oleg. It made her head spin a little just how much was going on. Were all relationships this complicated? She considered that question as she continued to ravage the food on her plate, eventually finishing it all off. When Oleg had finished voicing her concerns, she took a moment to really think about what to say.

"To be honest, I really don't get romance and romantic relationships." Tanya admitted, playing with her spoon before talking again. "I'm just going off what I've seen on television and in video games. I've never felt like that in my life."

Was she odd for feeling that way? She wondered if people expected her to be interested in one gender or even have a sexuality. Tanya hated sex. She hated the thought of sexuality and was not really into relationships of that kind anyway. Was that wrong of her?

"Are you being too overdramatic? I don't know and frankly, who cares? It's your feelings and your relationship. You make out of it what you want." Maybe she was being way too blunt. Maybe she was just angry at the thought of sexuality. Whatever it was, she could feel a shift in her emotions as she tried to drain the cup of water, using that time to try to calm herself down.

[Oleg Kirrlov]

"Mhm. I do admit I pile most of my worries on people. I'm just... Used, to people listening and patting me on the back, saying it'll be ok." He then finished his drink, beginning to chomp onto his apple. "I think I'll just talk to her about it the next time I see her."

Oleg then continued biting into the apple, not caring much to peel it. "Enough about me and my boring and overdramatic love life. What have you been up to?" Oleg watched Tanya, seemingly slightly apologetic at the drama he had just dumped onto her. After all, it was his drama, not hers.

[Tanya Christianson]

"That's a good shout." Tanya stated, finishing off her food and resting her arm on the table. It felt like everyone was falling in love around her sometimes. She never felt that sexual attraction or that feeling of liking someone for more than a friend. It was annoying, because it meant she was far out of her depth when it came to relationships.

"Eh, it's fine. I'm used to listening to people." Tanya reassured Oleg, giving him a freindly smile as he asked about what was going on in her life. What was going on in her life? Tanya thought about if for a second before she came to the conclusion that nothing really was going on in her life. 

"I guess nothing much." Tanya told Oleg, thinking of things she could talk about with the boy. "Trying to find a way to train my Munna and Pichu. Well, more specifically my Pichu. She's so adorable and I love her to bits, but she really can't hold her own in a battle. In fact, she gets knocked out if something looks at her funny." 

Thinking of Christina, she couldn't help but find her derpiness cute. She just seemed so happy to battle and help Tanya out, even if she wasn't very good at doing the former. It made her really glad that she did catch her.

[Oleg Kirrlov]

"I'm sure she will get stronger with time. I've been lucky and gone to the dome often, so my pokemon are mostly evolved." He rested his hands against the table. "I think I'll take it a bit slow from now on though. Maybe try and challenge a warden sometime, but mostly just chill and study." He spun his fork against the plate, whistling a faint tune.

Oleg then tapped his fingers against the table. He really did not have much to talk about, his other hand stroking his chin. He had much to think about. It would be hard, but he was starting to form a strategy in his head.

[Tanya Christianson]

"Yeah, I guess." Tanya said dejectedly, finishing her drink and setting it back on the table. She was finding it hard to find people to challenge to practice fighting with her unevolved pokemon, and judging from Oleg's reaction, he didn't seem like the person who would be the one to challenge her pokemon.

Maybe she was rushing too much? She did want to get strong. Super strong. Yet was it coming at the cost of her and her pokemons' well being? Was she dumb for even thinking about this? She chewed her lip as she found herself in her thoughts, probably thinking way harder than she probably should've.

She didn't really know what else to say, losing herself to thoughts. She was being rude, but being rude was the last of her concerns at the moment. She let out a sad sigh to herself as she started to think about things she never really thought about before.

[Oleg Kirrlov]

Oleg noticed that Tanya too begun to think about... Whatever, really. It was in a way making Oleg glad. No disruptions to his own thinking. He then tapped his fingers against the table once more, looking around awkwardly. He knew she was probably meaning to be rude, but sitting in awkward silence was, well, awkward. "So, eh. I heard there was this party pier like thing over at the city. I think I'll head off and check that out during the weekend." With that, he was already out of anything to say. Back to finger drumming and waiting for something.