It's just like dejá vu, me standing here with you

[Tamika Dombrovski]

Tamika made a quiet noise which was meant to sound like agreement, but it instead sounded like she was in some sort of discomfort. "Most of them generally are here. There are a couple of ghosts though that will just plain hate you or follow you for no apparent reason," she warned him, thinking it would be at least the polite thing to do. After yet more silence, she decided to try and talk a little, "So, um, where are you from?" She asked, then started worrying maybe he'd freak at her for reminding him of his past. She quickly added, "Like, before you came to the school?"

[Dimitri Hashfield]

"Japan," he answered briskly and as they walked he had the faintest memory come to him. He still couldn't remember what he had been doing in Japan and then having the spontaneous notion to come over here and help out.
It was very nerve racking and it made him apprehensive. He never liked not knowing where he'd been. He hated being asked questions but the girl seemed to have noticed his short temper with his past.
"I take it you're from Mother Russia?"

[Tamika Dombrovski]

Tamika scowled a little, but it was involuntarily. She had a pet hate for people who weren't Russian callinng her homeland 'Mother Russia'. It wasn't as if they were from there and it was their mother country. She didn't bother mentioning it though, just agreed. "Yeah, I'm Russian."
Once again, she had run out of things to say, so started checking the doors for some sign of their destination coming up soon.

[Dimitri Hashfield]

Payback, he thought smugly to himself.
"I've been there a lot of times, I do love the landscape so. Not to mention the girls are very pretty and quick witted," he threw in for her benefit. They must have been getting closer to their destination as her eyes were roving over the doors.
"Are you anxious?"

[Tamika Dombrovski]

"Yeah, that's pretty much my mum in a nutshell. Looks and quick wit are all she has..." Tamika muttered, laughin inwardly to herself. The little sentence wouldn't mean much to Dimitri, but she knew that Joselie could hear what she was saying.
"Hmm?" Tamika asked, looking up at Dimitri. "Oh, no. I don't do anxious. I just fidget a lot."

[Dimitri Hashfield]

"Huh," she seemed pretty anxious about something, or maybe that was just her. Fidgiter and all that.
"How is Orchid going for you? What about your group and the others? Is the food nice?" he needed the conversation to keep running. Sometimes he was completely fine with silence but when he started to feel nervous he needed to talk....a lot. "How's the work?"

[Tamika Dombrovski]

Tamika looked at Dimitri and blinked a few times, kind of surprised by the sudden surge of questions. "Orchid's going pretty good for me thanks. My groups pretty awesome, the other's seem cool too but I'm not really sure. The food's not as bad as you would think it to be for a canteen. And what work?"

[Dimitri Hashfield]

"School work, home," he made the sarcasm fingers thing and continued, "work and your group work. Well, I will say that you look like you like your work and would do it with little or no complaining, which leads me to think that you also are very good with the schoolwork and work outside of school hours. Am I right?"
How long had they been walking now?
He didn't mind as such but he did need to speak with Mr. Hoodham soon otherwise he would run out of time and have to go on to where ever he was going next.
"I'm glad to have made a friend tonight, if not a friend an acquaintance then," he spoke to himself in a ghostly whisper.

[Tamika Dombrovski]

Tamika stared at Dimitri for a few seconds, a little bit confused and a little bit in awe. "You're like... A shrink or something. Is it really obvious that I like doing work?" That probably sounded extremely sarcastic, but she was actually being truthful. He was right, and it was kind of creeping her out.
she finally spotted the door that she wanted and gave a grin of 'Ha! I found it!' triumph. Stopping by the door, she looked up at Dimitri. "This is his secretarys office, go in there and she'll tell you where to go and all that jazz," she explained.

[Dimitri Hashfield]

"I find reading people quite easy," he smiled mischeviously, then she came to a stop by the Headmasters Secretary office, "Well thank you m'lady, it was a pleasure to meet your acquaintance," picking up her delicate hand he kissed it swiftly and walked on in.
"Dimitri Hasfield to see Mr. Hoodham," he announced hiself to the startled secretary.