"Hey kid!!! Stop!!! I said stop!!!" Skimpy yelled at M. "Don't you know you have to respect your elders!?"
M took a glance at her.
At most 10cm taller. Looks at the most 16. Skimpily dressed but chest size seemed small. At least smaller than hers. Cant be much older. A good guess. 15.
M analysed. With that, she continued walking away.
"Hey!!!!" Skimpy seemed quite agitated at M's attitude.
"Hey honey, don't be too angry, you'll get wrinkles."
"...humph..." the girl controlled her temper a little. "You!!!" she turned and yelled at the younger boy who jumped in shock. "If you don't want me I hit you, get me some drinks!!!"
"Ngghhhhh!" the boy retreated immediately and ran off to the long table.
All the people in the room have already gotten their team mates already and were helping themselves to the food provided. There was a huge variety of food from all over the world. Chicken, beef, pork, mutton, fish, duck, deer, rabbit, snail, seafood, even stuff like crabs, frogs legs, crocodile, eel, crickets, mice and bats (an exotic delicacy in some countries). There is also a variety of drinks, sodas and juice to choose from. Quite a spread. With so much, it makes it seem like it is the last meal of their entire life.
M wasn't attracted by the food at all, although she did express a little interest with the crickets and bats and mice meat, wondering whether it could be eaten. She tasted some herself to remember the taste. She also tried a little of crocodile meat. It was tough meat. It wa in soup and it was spicy.
Most people were busy trying and enjoying the food and some others were using this time to find out about their opponents, or doing some networking. M ignored all of this. She found a quiet spot in the corner, closed her eyes and rested.