Dark Nemesis
First Post
Looking around the room, there were a number of nice-looking potential classmates. At the next table over, a girl with long dark hair (dark green, perhaps?) sat talking with a Japanese girl and two people who were probably the Japanese girl’s parents. Three tables away, a red-head in a designer outfit chatted with four guys who seemed to be hanging out her every word. Nearby, a girl with long dark hair and what looked like Native American features chatted with her parents. In the back of the room, Marcus spotted James talking to a girl with red hair streaked with blonde. Or, perhaps talking was not the right word, as James quickly got up and left without a word. Of course, there were several other girls in the room, but the aforementioned were the most remarkable.
“Nah, I finished my PhD ages ago,” Shannon replied offhandedly. “Dad has been working here for ages. He won’t tell me about any of his projects, but he’s pretty proud of them. I came here to see them for myself. And please, call me Shannon.”
Marcus said:"So, Ms. Steele, you goin' to school here then, or teaching, or something?" Marcus asked.
“Nah, I finished my PhD ages ago,” Shannon replied offhandedly. “Dad has been working here for ages. He won’t tell me about any of his projects, but he’s pretty proud of them. I came here to see them for myself. And please, call me Shannon.”