Karen & Alison
“Oh boy, bunk beds!” Though, Karen was more excited about the beds than the bunking.
“Hold it right there, Master Marcus.” Karen was nearly in a full dash to the dorms before Alison grabbed onto xyr collar. The child quickly lost xyr footing and fell to the ground. Xe got back up and began dusting off xyr clothes as Alison continued.
“Don’t you think it’s rather early for a nap?”
“How long have you known me?”
“So you just plan to ignore your fellow Lumen learners?”
“Again, how long have you known me?”
“These aren’t your usual classmates, Master Marcus. You’re going to work with them, not do their homework for free cash.”
“Hey, not my fault my parents grounded me that day.”
“Just pay them a bit more heed than usual, okay?” Alison gave a warm smile to Karen as he gave that final remark.
Karen glared at Alison with xyr rather non-menacing blue eyes behind xyr glasses. Still, he had a point. They were being trained to fight, and fighting with others was certainly different from doing group assignments. Karen was always the one to do most of the work, but here xe had to remember that xe could barely do anything alone with xyr Lumen. “Fine, I’ll go make a meatshie- Er, friend.”
“You can thank me later.”
“Yes, dad.”
Turning to the other Lumen children, Karen decided to give a listen to the green-haired girl’s little speech. She was certainly trying harder than the rest of them to make allies.
“You certainly seem nicer than the rest of these guys, Tessie Serra van Whippersnapper.” Karen did remember her name, but that’d be the more dull response.
“My name’s Karen Marcus. Yes, it’s a lot more mundane than most of yours, but it’s the only thing you’ll ever beat me at.” Alison walked up behind Karen, wordlessly waving his hand as if to wait for his master to continue. “This is Alison. He’s my butler so he serves most of my needs. Don’t ask him for things, he’s my butler, not yours.”
“Pleasure to make your acquaintance, young Lumen children.”
“Alison, you’re younger than most of us, don’t call us young.”
“As you can also see, Master Marcus is rather not appreciative.”
“Hey, he’s lying, I treat him well.”
“Then where’s my paycheck?”
“You know exactly why I don’t have one for you.”