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"A new kid?!" Anna responded, while her initial surprise of Daisy's sudden appearance faded. Anna had spoken with Daisy quite a few times, and liked the girl. She had always thought that she had pretty eyes. Anna had gotten through the sit ups and push ups in a timely manner, but wasn't looking forward to running. The terrain was rough, and it wasn't uncommon to have a student trip and get mildly injured. Still, looking forward to it or not, she was going to run like all the others, and she wasn't going to complain. Somehow, it had almost become a taboo for a Body student to complain, just like many of the students seemed to be competing against each other, but without anyone ever really calling attention to it.

Looking at Daisy, to whom Anna flashed a smile, she thought for a second, reminiscing some of the students that had gone "mysteriously missing". It was almost scary how some of them ggot hurt, were taken to the infirmery, and then weren't ever seen again, and some just disappeared overnight. She hesitated, and then decided to continue on the happy note Daisy had started out on. "Well, don't you think the boots will have to go when they give him his uniform? Was it Viktor, you said he was called?" She took a moment to catch her breath again, not wanting to stop the conversation. "That name sounds pretty native to here... Oh! By the way, while I remember it, Callen said that you and her had talked about some music lately, the Beatles i think. She wanted me to tell you that she had stumbled on a movie, that tries to make people believe that the band was in fact a huge conspiracy. It sounded pretty crazy." Anna told Daisy, knowing that Callen, no matter how ridiculous it seemed, always wanted to discuss conspiracy theories.

"But the new kid, what does he look like? I mean, anything besides the loud boots?" New meat was always interesting, and no one could prevent gossip, no matter how innocent it was.

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Callen had continued the conversation on religion, and the two students had reached the subject of the Vatican. Callen was eargerly bellowing out her many opinions, and slowly, more and more students entered the dining hall, wanting breakfast. "No, I'm serious. What kind of god would allow a system like that? The whole thing is run by old paedophile loonatics, and back in the day, you could buy you way into heaven. I'm just saying, that maybe their god doesn't care much for them, since he allows them to use his-and-or-hers name so freely."

The other student sighed, and looked at Callen with a look of patience. "Callen... What do you say we change the subject? You're making me way depressed here." To this, Callen scoffed, but as both students still smiled, they were both aware that there was no reason not to keep talking. "Alright." Callen replied, and their idle chit-chat continued.