Escape of the Cryptids

[DragonMasterX]

Hearing the intercom speaking, Rogan began to suspect the motives behind this call. "Bell just rung, first period's starting... Not abnormal for someone to be called at this time but can't shake this feeling..."

Turning his gaze to the corner connecting the classroom hall with the way to the principal's office, the brown-haired young man noticed most students had already begun entering their respecting classes. Returning his attention to his team's leader, Rogan asked her: "Are you going?"

(Diner)

Sitting at a table, enjoying a simplistic cheeseburger, Sam delighted his view with the sight of Ayla's exposed thighs. She had a nice, tight-looking butt. The transformed cryptid had chosen the form of a much smaller (than his original form) young-to-adult human with white hair, and had opted to dress himself in red and black garments, easily noticeable by looking at his trousers and black shirt, and black and red jacket.

His slitted blue eyes, hidden beneath black sunnies, followed the sight of the waitress. He hungrily bit down a good chunk of the cheeseburger each time she swayed her hips. His hand eventually raising and subtlily waving to her. Once he had gotten her attention, his finger pointed down to the empty glass which once had contained some cold coke. He wanted a refill.