Iago did have a heart! surprise surprise. He was a little upset about how things went down with Carmy, Abe and Mason. He didnt particularly care about what Mason or Abe do. Carmy on the other hand, Iago was starting to like him. Since their fight he had been ditching the class he had with her. It should have been her ditching but since he couldnt care less about school he stopped going. He still kept going to school though. Before Carmy Iago rarely came to school. Like he cared. its not like he was going to be king... and Luke wasnt going to kick him out or anything. He didnt need to make a living. Plus he was smart enough to pass final exams and stuff without having to go to school. But anyway, He would go to school just to see Carmy. She refuses to talk to him because of what he did to Abe. He went to school just to see her, hoping that maybe she'll talk to him again.
He was getting bored with it though. He had friends that were completely awesome but the lack of real fun was killing him slowly. He hadnt even had a play thing since Abe. Iago was dying for something to do. He felt so sexually deprived.
Iago slowly made his way to the dinning hall. He glanced around the halls looking for someone to have fun with. Someone he can have his way with. Normally anyone would be willing. He was used to being gawked at and wanted. A few girls were watching him and he smiled flirtatiously as he walked past them. They giggled like typical school girls. Too bad none of them were his type. they looked very commoner-ish. Iago only hung out with Royals. Commoners were annoying what with their trying to save money and what not.
Getting to the Dinning hall and walking in the double doors Iago glanced around. Everyone was happy and talking loudly. Usually people loved lunch time because they cuold talk to friends and stuff. Iago didnt care for it much. They werent exactly allowed off campus during school hours. Not like Iago had anywhere to go but that rule bugged him. Mostly because he didnt like being told what to do. His eyes finally spotted a very young looking girl. He knew he as the youngest Yvan. He and her were slightly friends. The hung out once or twice outside of school but not very much.
He made his way to her with a smile. He slipped his backpack off and laid it on the table across from her. "Whats up little Yvan?"
he said as if they had been friends for a long time.