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The school looked more like a mix between a castle and a mansion in reality, the place was huge, ten stories high, and it had a courtyard in the very middle, there were six towers placed at each point of it, stretching up five more stories then the rest of the building.
The west side was the rooms where the students stayed, they shared rooms with people, for it was a boarding school. The East side were classes, north was recreation, south was a mix, and in each towers were librarys of equal size, which was very large.
The school was made out of dark red brick, with windows evenly placed everywhere. The front doors which were at the south end were big and made of wood, with the words Martizar International Boarding School in big black letters above it.
Outside on the main feild in front of it were trees strategically placed here and there, with one lone path that led to the road that led down through the forest back to the town. On the east side of the building was the parking lot, on the west was the football/Kooshball feild, with the track going around it. To the north was the soccerfeild, as well as a big outdoor pool, to the north east were tennis courts.
Inside the building were more arenas to the north side, a ice rink, and a basketball court, which doubled for Quinnball. Several paths led all over the grounds which were major attractions for skaters bikers and skateboarders.
Most teens felt this was perfect paradise, and in a way, it was. To imagine it was a school...

Murdock Jameson walked along the front path, he looked up at the giant Boarding Highschool.
"First year of high school, here I come," He said, he shoulder his bookbag and picked up his three suitcases, and walked inside, heading off for his room.

Beth Potter her 3rd year at this school was ust to everything that goes on in a typical year but this particular year she felt things were gonna be somewhat diffrent. Beth had her own dorm room cause her parents payed extra(alot extra) for her to have her own room.She had the same romm for the past 3 years, a place she could call a home(a home away from home). She was getting settled in her room, hanging her clothes up, putting them in drawers, basically unpacking.

Joshua Hastings grumbled as he walked into his assigned room. His parents the founders of one of the leading software companies in Phalanix had to send him off to some far of boarding school and tear him away from his friends and old school. As he opened the door he threw his sntchle on the bed and tossed his duffle bag beside it. The only thing he placed with care was a black leather case. He gently palced it on the bed. Even though his parents thought going to some boarding would improve his people skill they knew that he hated most people so they paided the extra for him to be alone.
Great send me off to some damn school ruin my life so I can take over the fmaily company.. he curssed in his head.

Nathan Halycon grinned as he did a double kick flip over a bunch of kids, scaring them half to in the process. Landing perfectly, he continued along the long path towards the school, while winking at the fit s going past.

Seeing as Nathan had been in the school for two years already, he'd built quite an impressive reputation. Most teachers feared him (due to his ability to slack off in lessons and still get C grades or above, and of course the tricks that almost kill them), all the s loved him, and no guy had yet seen any reason why to take the out of him. This school was Nathan's paradise.

Oh, and the s he winked at either did the same back, or blew him kisses. So why was Nathan single? Well, he'd 'done' it with many s here, and to his horror, they all seemed to be the same to him. y, sometimes smart, good at 'doing it', but same in fashion, mind and what they did. And so Nathan grew bored.

'Man, what I'd give for a that's diverse, and hard to cr...'

He didn't finish. He'd been so deep in thinking and looking that others that he crashed into some guy carrying some stuff (Murdock). Cursing, he got up and turned to the freshman he'd knocked over.

"Whoa man sorry, didn't see you there. You need a hand?" he asked, his arm outstretched.

Murdock lay on his back
First day of highschool here I come alright...
He looked up at Nathan.
"Sorry I wasn't looking where I was going," He said as he took Nathan's hand and stood up, he looked around, a lot of people noticed. "My name is Murdock, I am new here, whats yours?"

OOC: Last post tonight, cyas in 10 hours)

Nathan grinned.

"I'm Nathan Halycon. Welcome to Martizar dude, the best palce to pick up grades, chicks, and friends." he said. He looked around. "C'mon, I'll show you to the dorms."

"Ah chicks, and freinds, the life," Murdock said smiling as they walked along. "So where are you from?"

(OOC: Sidenote, Martizar is not in Techon, it is on neutral grounds)

Beth, done with packing walked into the main section of the school, some may call it the lobby. She walked over to Nathan cause she rembered him from a few classes they had together through the past couple of years. "Hey Nathan" she said. How have u been doin?

Beth gets his response and then focuses her attention on Murdock. Hi, how are you? My name is Beth Potter, I'm the captain of the girls basketball team. I'm also in 11th grade and some might say very talented. But thats just what they say.She laughs a little and then says are you new to the school cause I've never seen you around here before?

Joshua sighed and walked out of his dorm closing the door behind him. He walked down towards the loby area looking around noting some of the other students looking him over. He brushed some of his brown hair out of his eyes and stoped at a window near Beth, Nathan and Murdock.

At 17 years old, Sophie Anderson was considered a little old to be a sophmore in high school. Of course, having been kicked out of several schools already, and a year off had set her back. She tossed a stray lock of red hair out of her face, and found her room. Her parents know thought that sending her to some sort of oarding school would improver her attitude and outlook.

The daughter of an Imitora Navy NAVSPECWAR sniper and a stay at home mom, Sophie enjoyed the rebelion she put out. Of course, her parents thought that this new school would change all of that. She found her room and dropped her stuff on the bed, and sarted to explore the school.

Beth looks over at Joshua and smiles. Still in the group with Murdock and Nathan just chatting about school stuff and what not. Beth telling Murdock about the school hallways and activities, but still not taking her attention off of Joshua.

Joshua noticed Beth looking at him and smirked slightly as he gently rn a finger over his dragon pendent he wore. He looked at her and is smirk widdened slightly.

Sophie ran into the group at this time. She had been exploring the school, which seemed less liek a school and more like a summer home, when she noticed the small group. She walked forward slowly, letting her eyes check out every memeber of the group, and then leaned agaisnt a wall in their path. She nodded as they approached, and stood up.

Murdock looked at her, and almost stopped in his tracks at the sight of her, he quickly regained his posture and kept walking, he nodded to her.
"Hello there." He said nicely.

Joshua's gaze drifted at Sophie ran towards the group near him and his smirk widened. "Look like this is gona be a good time here," he quietly said to him self as he turned from the window and began walking down near the group.

"Hey," she replied to Murdock. "Sophie Anderson, from Imitora." She looked over the guys, and nodded slightly to herself. She melted in with the group, and walked with them.

He walked alongside her. "The name is Murdock, from Techon."

Beth, walks over to Joshua. Hi I'm Beth Potter, an 11th Grader, Head of the girls basketball team, and people say im pretty talented. But thats just talk, she smiles at him. So what is your name?While asking introducing herself and asking those exact questions she gazes into his eyes with such infatuation.

Salazar Bräck wasn't looking forward to this. He had protested against being separated from his friends and being sent to this school, but no his parents had insisted. They had claimed it would be best for him while Lord Azazel was ruling the country, they claimed it would be for his own safety since he had been friends with Prince Kurt. Already he hated the school, his sword had been locked away for 'safety' reasons. A load of rubbish, he thought. Already looking at the other students, he didn't think he would ever fit in.

"This is shit," he muttered under his breath.

"I'm Johua Hastings," he replied quietly, "It's my first year here even though my parents lready tried sending me to the est highschools in Phalanix. I usualy end up getting kicked out." He smirked slightly more. As she gazed in his eyes they seemed to sparkle slightly like a pool of water refelcting the moon light.

"Well, Murdock, its a pleasure," Sophie said, extending her hand. "So why did your parents send you here."

Fedrick Fallwiessen look at the school. He enters, heading to us room. He drops off his stuff. Then he heads to the group of people.

She arrived late, the bus had broken down along the way, it was the one thing her scholarship wasn't paying for. It would be good to get away from home for a while, but getting away forever would have been better.

The bus stop was a couple miles away from the school but she only had one suitcase, so walking wouldn't be a problem. She'd probably arrive looking sweaty and bedraggled but that was for the best. It would keep the teenage louts from flirting with her.

***

Apparently she wasn't as disheveled as she had hoped because she arrived to a torrent of catcalls, typical boys. She almost screamed at them "I'm only thirteen!" but it wouldn't do any good. They only thought about appearance and she had prayed as a kid never to acquire one. She was done with praying now, it had never helped her to accomplish anything. Only determination did that.

She walked past the amorous children, and the star wannabe children to the information office. She took a few wrong turns along the way, but to all the world she looked as confident as possible. "Hemlock, Angelica. I need my key, directions and the location of the scholarship equipment distribution."

"Your key is being held by the dormitory master. You'll find him in room one-oh-one in the dormitory wing. Distribution of scholarship items will not begin until tomorrow. Today is supposed to be for socializing, go out and meet all your new friends." How annoyingly friendly, a student office worker. She'd have to find a job like that on campus, preferably in janitorial service or maintenance. She'd do just about anything to avoid jobs like this girls.

She gave a curt nod and then headed in the general direction that the attendant had pointed. The signs were a little hard for her to read, she'd just started English last year, she'd been told several times on the bus that her Russian accent was "sexy." Her speech was much better then her reading, but she wouldn't have problems surpassing everyone else. They just didn't try hard enough to succeed.

The dormitory wing was the most crowded section of the whole campus. It would be a painful experience finding the master's room, probably involving several pinches and slaps along the way.

"Well, Murdock, its a pleasure," Sophie said, extending her hand. "So why did your parents send you here."
He took her hand, shaking it.
"Well my parents are of nobility on Techon," He said. "They are kind of stuck up, they said that a public school wouldn't do, so here I am. Signed up for band and Kooshball. When the time comes I also hope for Quinnball."

After a long conversation with the dormitory "master," another returning student who was being paid for through tuition, she finally got her key and room number. The room key was labeled "RD207," she guessed it stood for Right Dormitories or something. The senior had given her directions (with a professional minimum of staring and ogling, thankfully) to the suite. She was going to have a crowd of roommates, he said that they were trying to get it to full capacity with eight people, but there were a few students unsure whether or not to enter. It was a little late in her mind for that, if she hadn't signed up almost a year in advance she never would have been admitted. Without money or family connections she was probably the person with the least chance of making it here, but that never stopped her.

"C'mon, that'll break." A few of the older kids were teasing what looked like a spoiled rotten rich kid. They were tossing around a case, she hadn't seen anything really like it before. A smallish soft-briefcase or something. With a bit of a smack it hit the ground. "If you broke my laptop, my Dad will kill you." Laptop? What was that? She spoke English well but the word didn't ring any bells.

It was best if she ended this now, otherwise there would be international repercussions. She walked up to the leader of the older boys. He was bending over the laptop but when he saw her he stopped for a glance. "Whew, I think I'd remember you. You must be here for the first year. I'm John and it's nice to meet you."

He'd completely forgotten about the younger boy scooping up his briefcase and his other friends were staring as well. She could probably just solve it by talking for a bit, but that wouldn't teach the necessary lesson. With a polite movement forward she took his proffered hand and twisted it behind his back. "My friend, I don't really like you. Perhaps it would be best if we didn't see each other around." The Russian accent was still considered dangerous sounding to most ingrates. She left him on the ground clutching his shoulder after a minute, his friends, like all the fools, didn't even lift a hand to stop her.

Anatoly Leningrad Vlackcho shouldered his pack as he stepped off the bus. This had been his first trip outside Hattia, and everything was so different. Hattian cities were rather bland, but the buildings he saw were many different colors and such. He saw a group of people nearby socializing, but he didn't feel like talking since he was feeling the symptoms of homesickness.

He eventually found his room and tossed the pack on an unclaimed bed. After resting for a little while, he made up his mind that he would feel better if he had some people to talk to, so he got up and began wandering around the campus...

He took her hand, shaking it.
"Well my parents are of nobility on Techon," He said. "They are kind of stuck up, they said that a public school wouldn't do, so here I am. Signed up for band and Kooshball. When the time comes I also hope for Quinnball."

She nodded. "Yeah, sounds cool. My Dad's retired military, and my mom was a stay at home type. Not a huge sports person. Whats Quinball and Kooshball?"

"They are alike in a way, a short description of Quinnball is a mix of football, soccer, and basketball, but on skates. Kooshball is more of an outdoor on the grass version of it," He said.

She nodded. "In Imitora, all we really have sport wise is rugby. Well, for physical sports. We also like racing, and riflery. My parents sent me here because they think it'll change my attitude. I guess I had too much fun back home."

"Same here," Murdock replied. "I am sure we will have some fun here also though, right?"

"Yeah," she said, walking next to him. "So, what do you wanna do in life?"

"Hmm," Murdock said pondering. "I guess I have always wanted to be a musician, instruments and singing are some of my hobbies, I used to have a band with freinds back home, but now I have to look for new buddies to join mine. I can play pianno, guitar, bass guitar, and drums, in my band I was lead vocals and one of our two guitarists."

Sophie nodded. "What kinda music? I was in a band back home, singer. Kinda punky sounding, did alota covers. That and I like modern mythology, like the occult and stuff."

"I like any kind of rock, other than hard rock," He said. "For the most part we play like kinda mix between like punk, and like 80's sounding rock."

Beth, still talking to Joshua, "so is this your first year here?" "I think you'll have a great time and oh...." She takes his hand and pulls out a pen and writes her room number and the floor level on his hand. " You can come hangout whenever or leave me some mail in my mailbox".She slightly smiles at him.

"Cool," he replied and looked down at his hand quickly memorizing the number. "So what is there to do around here?" he asked returning the smile.

She looks at him "Well, Like I said earlier I'm the Captain of the Girls basketball team, so I play alot of basketball". " Theres also skatepark areas for the skaters,Bikers, and skateboarders". "I also skate every now and then, but I mostly just spend my time singing,playing my guitar, writing songs, and working on my dance moves because I'm in the process of signing a deal with a record company"."But other stuff to do, I dunno, I guess we could explore that together". She grins playfully.

Joshua smirked and replied "Exploring sounds fun. And I alos like to sing. I was in a band called 'Chaos Theory' untill my parents shiped me out here. Thouse bastards had better not try and find a new lead singer." He laughed at the thought of them with a new lead singer.

She smiles at his face when he thinks about that he might be replaced." So wheres your room at?"what floor you got?" Sorry if I'm askin so many questions I just like to help the lost". She laughs a little and continues to gaze into his eyes.

Joshua smirked and said "I'm on the third floor. I'm in the fourth room. Hell I'm lucky my parents know that I don't like to be around groups of people. They got me the room for myself."

She looks down at herself "oh, groups of people". She looks back at him, "well I guess a room by yourself would be best for being alone, u know that sort of thing". "I also have a room of my own room but I just like it so I can create my music with out interrupting anybodys sleeps or studys".

"Ya that and my parents are slightly over protective. They decided to have me geneticly enhanced to there standards. Christ why not turn me over to the military. Drop me off in the Elite programs," he replied

"well I think we should get you to your room, what do you think?" She looks at him to see what his descision will be.....

"Sure why not," he said shaking off his little moment. He turned and walked towards the stairs leading Beth towards his room.

Nathan at that moment tapped Murdock on the shoulder.

"Most of the dorms are through there, but this year, to cope with the new arrivals and stuff, they're gonna try cramming eight people into each room. But anyways..." he trailed off. He took off his electric Guitar and held it out.

"Can ya hold this for me?" he asked.

OOC: LOL, I emant to put Murdock (you!) !!!

OOC: LOL, I emant to put Murdock (you!) !!!
(OOC: AH ok lol)

Murdock looked over the guitar, he himself had his own inside one of his bigger suitcases...
"Of course," He said and took it, holding it in his hands as if it were a baby.

"Thanks." he said, grinning. He rumaged through his bag, until he got out a tiny palm computer device. He zipped the bag up, that's seemed to be so full of stuff that some type of scientific anomaly must be inside to keep it all in. He threw it causally on is back.

"Cheers." he said taking the guitar back. He tapped a few times on the computer device's screen, and looked up.

"C'mon, lets walk and talk, I'm just transfering you to my dorm." he said, grinning.

Murdock smiled. "Alright, Sophie, care to join us in our walk to Nathan's and my dorm?"

"Oh hey Sophie, didn't see you there." he said in an embarrased tone. "I'll transfer you as well. Oh yeah Murdock, anymore friends you want in the dorm? Because the school's gonna get suspicious if lots of students are being transfered."

"No, can't think of anymore..." Murdock said. "Just us three I guess."

"Awesome!" Nathan said. His fingers danced around on the screen for a few seconds, and then the thing shut off. He put it in his pocket.

"Okay, we're dorm RD207, we're bunked with another . *cough* AWESOME! *COUGH* Excuse me! Anyway, it's off to the right, I just need to do one more thing." he said. He turned to a fit , that'd been following him the whole way, that had his skateboard.

"Thanks Nadia." he said. After a quick kiss, he got the skateboard off her, slapped her ass and turned.

"Okay, now we can go."

"Alright," Murdock said following his newfound freind down the hallway.
Bunked with a ladies man and a hot girl, maybe this school won't be so bad after all, maybe I could even organize a band back together.

Nathan either heard his thoughts, or he was just on the same wavelength.

"Hey Murdock, you seemed to cradle my guitar. You play the guitar or something? Because I'm thinking of starting a band."

OOC: BTW Techon. You're a kool guy. Here's my MSN/email: jedikiller_28@hotmail.com

Add it and we probably plan a few kool things.

Nathan either heard his thoughts, or he was just on the same wavelength.

"Hey Murdock, you seemed to cradle my guitar. You play the guitar or something? Because I'm thinking of starting a band."

(OOC: Yes we probably could plan a few things ;))

"Yeah I play numerous instruments, drums, guitar, bass guitar, and pianno, I to was thinking of starting a band," Murdock said as they walked along. "My old band Strife was kind of ruined when I was sent here. I have my guitar in one of my bags, and my bass in the other. Maybe possibly, me and you could both start a band."

"Sounds awesome dude."

"Yeah," Murdock said nodding his head while looking down the hallway.

"So, what music are you into anyway?" Nathan asked.

"I like all kinds of rock, my least favorite rock is heavy, but I can live with it," He said. "For the most part my old band played punk rock to 80's rock."

Salazar hated the school. Until classes actually started, it looked like there was nothing interesting to do. He decided to go back to his dorm room and start trying to settle in, or maybe at least find a way to get his sword and try and sneak it into the dorm.

"Ah, pretty much the same, but I like Heavy Metal as well, Slipknot, System of a Down, Linkin Park etc." Nathan said.

"I consider Linkin Park more punk rock," Murdock said. "I listen to them a lot, I like one of System of Down's songs, and I've listened to Slipknot at my freind's house before, can't say I like them too much."

"Ah. Well, kool." Nathan said, as he continued down the corridor.

"Oh, we go left here. Memorise where we're going, it's a big school."

"I noticed that outside," Murdock said laughing, he had payed slight attention to where it was, but he was good at memorizing things so it shouldn't be too hard.

"RD207" The plaque was screwed to a wooden door that was already scratched in many places even though the school was only a few years old. It served as proof that whatever people worked hard to create could be damaged and destroyed more quickly and much more easily. She placed the key into the keyhole and turned it clockwise, nothing happened. She tried turning it counter-clockwise and it wouldn't budge. "Great, they got me the wrong key." If it wasn't the wrong key she would be incredibly embarrassed if she went back, so she tried for a little while longer. After a few minutes she discovered the trick, she had to turn the knob clockwise, while turning the key counter-clockwise and pulling the key up*. A strange eccentricity, but she'd figured it out.

The apartment-like-suite had three bedrooms. The one nearest the door was smallest and had two beds, the other two were down the main hallway a little ways and had three beds each. She'd stake claim as soon as she found out how many people would actually be living here. The boy she'd talked to said that several more people were supposed to show, but do to political questions were considered questionable.

The main room was fairly large, with two three-seat couches and a two-seat couch, all facing a television screen. More unusual was the fact that there were two separate bathrooms, each with a shower, a sink and a toilet. However, one also had a urinal attached to the wall. Just what she had always wanted, a mixed room, she doubted she'd ever get any sleep. As if to make up for the stupidity of sticking over-amorous teenagers together were signs warning about repercussions to people found in the wrong rooms at night, not to mention the cameras placed indiscreetly outside every door and every window entrance. Someone was going to have a fun time reviewing those, they were probably motion activated to reduce time consumption.

There wasn't much else to explore, so she pulled a chair out of one of the rooms and faced towards the entrance, then she pulled out John Milton's "Paradise Lost" in English, and picked up where she had left off.

(OOC: * based on a music closet door on my college campus. I hate that door.)

Salazar walked into his dorm and lay down on his bed. He knew he would eventually be having to share with someone, but for the moment he looked to be alone in the room. Placing his headphones in his ears, he closed his eyes listening to Darkthrone.

(OOC: I think DN is trying to say someone should converse with his character, I can't right now cause I am with others, so would someone who is not either in their dorm, or walking through their dorm door please talk to him?)

After a few confusing twists, turns, and even one climb, RD207 in sight.

"Here we are folks..." Nathan started to say, until he saw the door slightly ajar.

"Guess someone's already in. Well, she's probably gotten a bed already...so..!" with that Nathan rushed in, jumped onto the bed to the right and shouted:

"MINE!!"

Murdock walked in slowly, after seeing Nathan stage dive his bed. He looked around, it was over all a nice room, some scratches here and there but nothing much, he looked from Sohpie and then over to the other girl who was already in the room, she looked older than him.
"Great," he said quietly. "I am the youngest one here."

If he believed that she wasn't about to disillusion him. Well, she'd need to deal with the unpleasantness of introductions sooner or later so she put her book back into the shabby briefcase and walked over to the two children standing in the doorway. "Hello, sir, madam." She spoke slowly, trying to minimize her accent as she turned from one to the other. The other boy would have to be dealt with separately. "My name is Angelica."

Nathan gave off a short laugh. He put his stuff on the floor except for his guitar, which he opened the case to.

"Anyone mind if I practice (BTW this is something Nathan does, he sees if the majority minds or doesn't, then based on that he plays or doesn't)?" Nathan asked.

His guitar was red except for a white triangle going from end to end of the guitar, and it looked awesome. The guitar was an 'Outer Music Bass/Electric Guitar'. A present from Halycon's dad, it runned off a special rechargable battery, and had a bass/guitar switch at the bottom, along with the regular stuff.

OOC: To Angelica's reply...

"Oh hey Angelica, sorry about the rush in, but this is my second year, and the first one, well, I didn't have a bed to sleep on..." he gave off a short laugh.

Murdock bowed slightly. "Hello Angelica, my name is Murdock, I guess I am going to be one of your three roomates."

Formalities and niceties were something she'd versed herself very well in from the language study books. "It's a pleasure to meet you both, Murdock, sir." She had never found a teacher who knew English as well as she did, but she picked up pronunciation from shortwave radio broadcasts. The accent was the next thing she had to fix, but it was proving rather difficult.

"Anyone mind if I practice ?" Nathan asked.

"Go right ahead," Murdock said.

"Heh, a draw. Okay then, here goes." he said, knowing that Angelica would have said yes.

He started off gentle, doing a few 'tricks' on his guitar, before switching to electric. Then he started to play Linkin Park's: Numb. The micro speakers all over the guitar gave off punk tones, and Nathan did some head banging in time with the music. After a couple of minutes, he finished with a well improvised solo that went quite well with the song. He then grinned, and gave a mock bow.

Murdock nodded his head and clapped, he walked fully into the room.
"It is a pleasure meeting you also," He said to Angelica smiling.
He walked over to the bunk above Nathan's and set his stuff beside it, before crawling up the ladder, he hopped on the fluffy and comfy bed, bouncing slightly.
"Nice beds." He commented while patting the bed.

"Yup, comfortable and bouncy." he said, dragging the last word.

He then opened up his bag, and got a tube out. It looked quite dangerous. He popped it open, and took a roll of paper out. He then got up, and getting four thumb tacks from his bag, he stuck it up on the wall. It was a poster with lots of symbols, and people on in groups. If one liked rock alot, they'd recognise most.

"I made this poster myself. Like it?" he asked.

"Excellently played." She kept her voice warm and congratulating, if she'd been honest she probably would have asked him to never play again. The concept behind the instrument was interesting and had a possibility for merit, but the sound that the thing made was quite unpleasant. Now that he was done she could probably go back to her book, afterwards since he was only practicing she could probably ignore him entirely. With a nod to each of the boys she turned around and went back to her chair.

"Yeah its a pretty cool poster," He said. "And good playing. I wonder if a pianno is anywhere in this school other than the music room, and choir room."

"Pity they don't do portable ones..." Nathan said. He sat back on his bed, and then got his pocket computer out. His fingers danced on the screen for a few seconds, and then froze.

"Excellent! We've got another day of social informities!" Nathan hooted.

She looked up from her book towards the as of yet unnamed boy and wondered what he wanted now. "Yes?" She might as well be polite, it would probably make living with him easier.

OOC: I might as well reply.

IC: "Welcome to your first year at Martizar." he said.

OOC: Change your post faster next time, grr...

IC: "Thanks, sir." Was that all he wanted to say? She'd thought they'd be having classes tomorrow, or else she wouldn't have come. Wasn't the reason behind attending school to learn. She'd just need to find the library soon, she'd been told by the mail that it contained some massive number of books. She wasn't sure she believed it, after all she'd only seen a few hundred different books in her lifetime.

OOC: LoL sorry...

IC: Nathan unpacked all fo his things. Soon the area immediately around him was personalised, and Nathan reached in his bag, and took out a laptop. With it's black colour and a skull sticker stuck onto the top, it seemed to suit the guitarist. He opened it up, turned it on, and his fingers started to dance on the keys.

They'd left their door open and she could see clearly to the desk where the second boy was setting something up. It had a screen like a television, but it was so incredibly small. When he turned something on the screen glowed, but after a while he hit something she couldn't see clearly and the screen changed. It must be a computer, she'd heard of them and even seen a few in her life. That thing was just so unbelievably tiny, she could hardly believe it. She felt a bit like an ignorant farm child seeing a new toy for the first time. She didn't need anything like that, the scholarship had included a free personal computer for her use during her stay. She didn't need to be envious.

OOC: You mind giving her Nathan's name? Otherwise he'll be "that other boy" forever.

OOC: LOL

IC: Nathan turned to Angelica.

"Oh by the way I'm Nathan. And jsut a random shot in the dark, but I'm guessing you love books. The library is on the ground floor, corridor six, third on the right." he said. He flashed a grin, and then went on to writing some lyrics to a song he'd thought up...

"Thanks, I do." Not that an idiot couldn't have figured that out, but it was nice of him to give her directions. Would it be impolite if she ran straight out of the room on receiving them? Probably, she didn't mind staying here enough to be impolite. She didn't want to hurt him or anything.

After a few minutes, Nathan gave a silent shout of triumph, and hit a key. A whine could be heard, and out the back of the laptop came a sheet with lines and lines of words. Nathan held it up in triumph, and put it on teh table enxt to him, putting it so it'd face Angelica on purpose. He then turned back to the laptop, and then started hitting keys like mad. On the screen, notes materialised on manuscript...

OOC: Night peeps, be on in about eight hours.

That had been very odd, she hadn't understood much of what had been on the screen. It just looked like a bunch of lines to her. She saw a little understandable English, but nothing else that she recognized. Whatever he was doing he apparently expected her to understand so she just went along and smiled at him until he left.

(OOC: Actually like I said in the opener libraries are at the top of each of the six towers)

Murdock had gathered all his stuff all around, and was now looking at Nathan's laptop, he had his own computer at home, but not a laptop, he figured the libraries would have enough that he wouldn't have to worry, meanwhile he had to get to the sword dueling areas so he could register and check his sword into storage.
"I am heading to the dueling room," He said as he got up, and walked out the door.

Dueling? She'd thought guns had gotten rid of all that institutionalized violence, not that she was much a fan of guns, but at least they were practical. Maybe it would be educational to follow him, now that Nathan had left. After a few minutes of reconnaissance she could look for the library. Hopefully it would have as many books as they claimed.

Murdock noticed Angelica following, and waited for her.
"Care to join me? We could head over I could register my sword, and then we could head up to one of the libraries," He said.

He'd seen her, she thought she was better then that. It must just be this crowd and the stares that followed her presence. She was used to that, but most people back home had stopped caring when they realized what she was like. Best to be polite and gracious even in failure. "Yes, that would be very interesting." The directions to the library had been obscure, she could probably use a guide in any case.

About an hour later, Salazar began to get fed with with the dorm room. It was cold, lifeless and there was no sign of anyone else coming into the dorm.

"Figures," the teenager muttered to himself, standing up from the bed.

There had to be something to do around thois school. If non-school hours were this boring then who knew what the actual lessons would be like. Proberly would be so boring it would send everyone to sleep. Reluctantly, Salazar found himself leaving the dorm once more. Not having anything better to do, he decided to walk the halls, still listening to his music.

Was he trying to take the most crowded hallways? She had gotten rather tired of squeezing through the more crowded areas so she decided to take a little detour, even if Murdock did get a little further ahead. She managed to find plenty of nearly empty hallways but she had to hurry so she wouldn't arrive too far after Murdock. The signs were fairly comprehensive and she could probably find her way, but it would be better not to tempt fate too much.

Of course, hurrying and not thinking about where you are probably isn't a good idea, girl. She'd nearly run over another student dashing around a blind corner, he probably hadn't been expecting someone to be moving so quickly before classes even started. Now she had to rack her mind for the right way to apologize in this situation. "I'm sorry. I didn't thinking." Something was wrong there, she'd screwed a word up. She needed to calm down.

Taking a deep breath Angelica reached her hand down to the floored boy. "What a way to be introduced, right? I'm Angelica."

OOC: Take it away.

"Fucking Loki," Salazar cursed as he quickly stood back up and dusted himself off. The girl said something but he didn't catch what, he pressed a button on his watch and looked over at her. "Huh? I didn't catch that."

"Sorry. I wasn't paying enough attention." The blind corner didn't help either, but it was primarily her fault, no reason to shift the blame. "I'm new and I was moving a little to fast." There were never adequate apologies when you needed them, no matter the language.

"Me neither, new too," he admitted, rubbing the back of this place. "I pretty much hate this place already."

"I think I feel about the same way. Too crowded and too many rich kids." Hopefully the classes would make up for the torment of the rest of the day.

"Hey I'm one of them," Salazar replied with a sly smirk.

"So is just about everybody else." The fact she got in was in itself very close to a miracle. "At least when you fall down you get up again instead of threatening a..." Damn, what was that word? "To sue me."

Salazar smiled. "Don't worry, where I am from suing is frowned upon for petty things," he mentioned. "Mostly it would be down to the local tavern for a round of drinks instead."

Tavern? She assumed from context it was another name for bar. She'd store that away for further use. His home mentality sounded very Russian is actuality, oppressive bastards. Whatever happens go drink vodka afterwards. Then you forget your troubles and can move on. "I'm afraid I don't quite know where the local tavern is yet, but if I did I'd buy you a drink."

Aww great Murdock thought She ditched me...hmm, not unexpected...
After another breif glance he kept on walking, no doubt a lot of the people he would meet would wind up hating him, that was a curse of his, he didn't do anything bad or anything, but no one ever seemed to want him around.
He pushed his way through the crowd, and started up the stairs, it wasn't long until he got to the dueling room.
They already had his sword there, registered and everything, he signed the slip, and they stored it in a locket back behind their counter, he smiled and nodded to the man who was no doubt the teacher, and then walked out of the room.
He made his way up the stairs all the way to one of the libraries, he stepped in, and was mesmerized, the room was gigantic, there were two levels total, the second level of it taking up 1/4 of the room, with a balcony with tables overlooking the rest of the library.
He started walking down the hundreds of rows a books, he walked along the outside row, evenly placed were a total of ten circular windows, overlooking the outside, giving perfect views of everything.
This was a dream place come true.
He walked past a line of desks that had computers lined up all over the top, every computer was taken, no doubt the kids were sending emails home or using Instant Messengers.
"Bloody hell this place is wicked," Murdock said as he looked all over.
He soon found himself sitting inside the cylinder that was the window sil, he looked out the window, it was now dark, and lights were on in rooms every here and there, he just sat in the window sil, which was three feet wide so it was enough to be used as a seat, and looked outside.

"No don't worry about it," he said. "I think this country has one of those pathetic drinking age limits anyway. Means I'll have to find a way to sneak some mead in." He then smirked at her, a kind of don't tell anyone smirk. "Where you headed anyway?"

She may not see much point in alcohol in general, but why would there be an age limit on it. It didn't matter what age people were the same thing eventually happened. It was probably best to start young anyway. "I was heading to the library, I've never seen a library before and I thought I'd see what it was like." Playing the ignorance card was always unpleasant, but sometimes telling the truth earned you advantages in the long run.

"Wonder how different it is to the one at my old school," he said. "You know where it is?"

"That direction and up. I was trying to follow one of my roommates, but I lost him. It's in a tower or something, so it shouldn't be hard to find."

"Ah right," Salazar said looking around. "Bound to be a sign pointing to the library anyway."

Great, now she'd picked up a tail. After a short walk she found a spiral staircase labeled "Library" and started to climb. If the other boy wanted to follow her, it wasn't her responsibility any more. She'd apologized and he'd took it as a sign of friendship. Well, she could use any ally she could get and the best allies would be ones that weren't happy with the way things were.

As she reaches the bottom of the stairs, she hears a loud explotion come from a door a few feet ahead of her. The door leads to the boys bathroom. Suddenly, a young fellow runs out of the bathroom laughing. He looks around 17, but maybe closer to 18. The fellow is so distracted in his laughter that he fails to see the girl ahead and runs straight into her.
Both fall to the floor. The young man quickly stands up.
"Oh my....I am soooo sorry. I should have been looking. Are you alright?"

As she reaches the bottom of the stairs, she hears a loud explotion come from a door a few feet ahead of her. The door leads to the boys bathroom. Suddenly, a young fellow runs out of the bathroom laughing. He looks around 17, but maybe closer to 18. The fellow is so distracted in his laughter that he fails to see the girl ahead and runs straight into her.
Both fall to the floor. The young man quickly stands up.
"Oh my....I am soooo sorry. I should have been looking. Are you alright?"
(OOC: Dude this is a boarding school that I made up, the only bathrooms are the ones in the dorms, and trust me, they wouldn't have let someone like that into the school)

Salazar followed her to the library. Once inside he was somewhat impressed by all the books. He didn't bother to see where the girl went, she had her own agenda, he had his. The computers then caught his eye, he was not impressed by them.

"Shit, this place is lower tech then I feared," he muttered to himself, shaking his head.

(OOC: Dude this is a boarding school that I made up, the only bathrooms are the ones in the dorms, and trust me, they wouldn't have let someone like that into the school)

OOC: Ever been to a boarding school? Almost always there are public restrooms for easy access. Otherwise the commute can get rather long if you need to go between classes. Wait, I comment and then ignore the post. Fixed.

IC:

She could hardly compose herself, there were unimaginable numbers of books. How could anyone have written even a portion of that? Tolstoy couldn't have contributed a shelf. She had to remember she was in company, she closed her jaw and recomposed herself. Hopefully he was surveying the area as well. If not, well... "Wow, I've never seen so many books." True, if an extreme understatement. It was strange that he seemed to pay as much attention to the electric toys, books were infinitely more valuable.

Then a few steps later she was hit, whatever it was was moving fast and needed to lose a little weight. She heard an apology and forced herself to get up. The boy she'd hit earlier had been polite so it was probably best to emulate him. "I'm fine. That is quite some run you have." Pathetic and poorly phrased, but probably forgivable due to her near crushing experience.

Originally Posted by Techon
(OOC: Dude this is a boarding school that I made up, the only bathrooms are the ones in the dorms, and trust me, they wouldn't have let someone like that into the school)


OOC: Ever been to a boarding school? Almost always there are public restrooms for easy access. Otherwise the commute can get rather long if you need to go between classes.


(OOC: Thats why I said a boarding school I made up)

Murdock looked over his shoulder as he heard a voice...it was her, the girl who ditched him.
"Just great, she goes and finds her own company to bring here," He said, then stood up, and walked out of the library, heading back for the dorm.

Now that Salazar knew where the library was and had decided he probably wouldn't be using it, he decided to look for the dueling room. He picked the nearest person, a boy who looked to be leaving the library and asked. "Excuse me, do you know where the dueling room is?"

(OOC: Dude this is a boarding school that I made up, the only bathrooms are the ones in the dorms, and trust me, they wouldn't have let someone like that into the school)


hey...every school's gotta have a prankster, right? And sorry about the bathroom deally....but I agree with A Memory...the bathroom's cant just be in the dorms. But if that's how you want it...then so be it.

hey...every school's gotta have a prankster, right? And sorry about the bathroom deally....but I agree with A Memory...the bathroom's cant just be in the dorms. But if that's how you want it...then so be it.
(OOC: ahh you can have your fun, welcome in)

OOC: There would be bathrooms. Teachers, workers and the size you've described dictate it. Too late, you already permitted it.

Davidoria: I responded in an edit to a previous post.

A Memory: I saw that just now. LOL

She's gotta be Russian, said David to himself. She sounds Russian. Oh Well, who cares.
"Wow...I really am sorry. I was just caught in the moment."
he looks are suspiciously...as if expecting something to happen.

"I ran into someone just a few minutes ago. It's a relief not to be at fault this time." He was looking at her as if she was going to bite him or something. It must be the accent. Too much Russian in my childhood.

he gives another quick glance around the hall, then relaxes. No one's going to come.
"The names David, but everyone calls me Dave. Think anyone heard that?"

She was slightly suspicious now. "What exactly were you doing in there?"

"It's called a cherry bomb. Wicked fun...especially when tossed into the bottom of a Loo. My pal Matt gave it to me."

Soon, he hears footsteps coming from the direction of the stairs....with a little haist in his voice he says, "Hey, wanna go in the library? I heard they've got books or whatnot in it. Shall we go?"

"I've already been there." She would have stayed much longer if she hadn't needed to eat. Finding the cafeteria wouldn't be hard, but the crowd would be an enormous pain.

He hears the footsteps hit the ground floor. He quickly turns in the direction of the stairs. His jaw suddenly drops.
" Mr. Mitchell! Stop right there!"
It was the head master and a few teachers. He turns to the girl.
"I gotta go...you can find me in RD209. See yah around"
He takes off down to hall quicker than the speed he had run out of the bathroom.
"Mr. Mitchell! Stop where you are!!! You'll get detention for what you've done!"
With a laugh, David replys, "Well! Your mother deserved it!"

RD209, she'd remember that. A room she'd need to avoid at almost any cost. Looking around it appeared she'd lost her more favorable companions, not that they were necessary, so she headed down to the cafeteria alone.

Now that Salazar knew where the library was and had decided he probably wouldn't be using it, he decided to look for the dueling room. He picked the nearest person, a boy who looked to be leaving the library and asked. "Excuse me, do you know where the dueling room is?"
"Yeah I do," He replied.
He was slightly distraut by his clothing, and by the fact Angelica ditched him for this guy, but she seemed to have ditched him also, so they were on the same level, and he seemed nice.
"Follow me," He said nicely.
He led the way down the stairs and through the winding hallway until they finally went through a door that said

Dueling Quarters

David walked down the hall to his room. He got caught. Big time. Two weeks in detention. Oh well...it was totally worth it. He unlocks the door to RD209...ah, home. Mike, Kyle, and Brad are already inside.
"Dude, did you do it?" asked Kyle.
"Yeah, I did it."
"What happened?" asked Mike.
"Got two weeks."
"You got caught bro?" said Mike.
"Nah, I willingly turned myself in." said David sarcastically.
"What happened? You never get caught." asked brad quite suprised.
"I ran into a freshy...I was checking to see if she was alright...so slowed me down for a bit. I thought I was in the clear, but soon Bumstead showed up."
"Dude, that blows." said Kyle with a little laughter in his comment.
"Whatever...I don't care. In two weeks I'll be pulling a lot more...and I won't get caught this time."
" Word." was all Brad said.

David walked over and layed down in his bed. this is going to be a VERY good year he said to himself. soon, Kyle picked up his guitar and started playing the opening riff to Everlong by the Foo Fighters. Kyle knew David couldn't resist jamming to his favorite song. David quickly picked up his guitar and the two rocked the room together.


**side note: I nick named the headmaster Bumstead....any one have a good name for him...or does he already have one?**

The cafeteria food was about what she'd expected, slightly foreign and thoroughly tasteless. The crowd also lived up to her expectations she'd probably get bruises from all the "unintentional" jostling. Needless to say she got out as quickly as she could politely excuse herself, about twenty minutes seated and ten minutes in line. She would have liked to go to the library and read as much as possible, but she hadn't even started setting up her room and she had yet to meet at least one of her roommates.

* * *

Right as she began to open the room she noticed the number of the door next to it, RD209, of course. With her luck she'd be meeting Dave many more times. She'd survive. As she walked in she noticed that the room was pretty quiet, excepting that Nathan was snoring loudly enough to shake the roof. She walked into another room and closed the door behind her, then she turned on the light and pulled Milton back out. She needed to unwind, and she'd only read the book once before, she'd memorize it this time.

Then the noise started...

Beth follows Joshua to his room.Also on the way there she points out painting,pictures, and displays of art around the hallways. She walks idlely beside him and watches his face light up as she speaks to him. She feels welcomed by him and his calm way of speaking to her.

Ah...Everlong. That song always relaxed David. After they finished, they played a few more songs. I Wish You Were Here by Incubus, Put Up a Parkinglot by Counting Crows, and Swing, Swing by The All American Rejects. Soon, both fellows put down the guitars and simply sat on there beds.
"Dudes, lets go cruise. I wanna see if Stacy is in her room." said Brad.
"I thought you were done with Stacy?" Asked David.
"Nah...I mean. We were for a while, but we started talking again."
"Man, you are soo sprung off of Stacy." said Kyle.
"No I'm not." said Brad, a little perturbed.
"Yeah you are bro. You're always...'Oh Stacy, I've missed you sooo much...come here and kiss me'," said Kyle, acting as if he was making out with his hand, " It's disguisting."
"Shut up!" said Brad as he threw a pillow at Kyle,"Anyways...at least I can get a girl."
"Who needs a girl when I've got your mom." said Kyle with a smirk.
"ASSHOLE!" yelled Brad as he lunged at Kyle. He tackled him to the ground and both started rolling around. David and Mike started laughing hysterically. Soon, Kyle and Brad tired and just layed on the floor. Suddenly, both burst into laughter. Figures. All four were such good friends. The fight may have looked real, but it was all a big game. And really, that's what this school was to the four guys...a big game. Either you were the players, or you were being played. Of course, these four believed that they were the players and were so far winning.

Beth leads Joshua to his room and tells him to come find her when hes done unpacking. She leaves him to unpack and then goes off looking for David. She finds his room and then knocks on the door.

Suddenly...a knock at the door. Kyle lifts his head and looks at David, then at Mike. Both just look at him.
"Are either of you gonna get that?" he asks.
"You get it." says Mike.
"I'll get you!" says Kyle loudly.
"Gentlemen, Chill, I'll get it." says Brad, standing up and moving to the door. He opens it and sees a girl there.
"Can I help you?"

"ummm Hi". She looks at all the boys in the room and thinks to her self "these guys are kinda cute". "umm yes, I was actually looking for David". She looks at the guy who answered the door and smiles, "are u him?"

" Wow...she's hott!" says Brad to himself.
"Uhm...yeah...I'm that guy...I mean...I'm David." said Brad.
In the back, David heard the girl mention his name.
"Brad, who's that?" said David.
"Just some chick lookin' for me."
"NO SHE AIN'T, SHE'S LOOKING FOR YOU DAVE!" says Kyle, pointing at David.
"Bradly....you've got some explaining to do." says David Mockingly. Brad hated it when they called him Bradly.
"Dude, Dave...I was just messin' with her." says Brad moving away from the door.
"Idiot," says David to Brad. He turns to the girl at the door. "I'm David, what can I do for you?"

Beth looks at Brad and smiles, then she looks at David"yes, its nothing to do with me, its more so what the librarian wanted me to tell you". "she wanted me to tell you to come pick up your books for class when you had a chance and to return your book from last year you didnt give back". Beth smiles at him as she gives him the news.Then she looks over at Brad "it was a pleasure meeting you, I'm pretty sure I'll see more of you". "seeing as how we have English together".She turns to leave and tells all the guys lata.

"DAMN MAN! DID you see the behind on that one?!" said Brad to the guys as David shut the door.
"You're an idiot. Why is it that you never learn to shut your mouth?" says David.
"I never learn to shut my mouth because I never learn anything in this damn school. AND...are you saying that you think I'm wrong?!" says Brad laughing. The other three laugh as well...they all new that Brad was right.
"Can't argue with that," said Kyle."Dude, Dave...since you gotta go get your books, I might as well go with you and get mine too."
"Alright then...let's go now. Might as well...seeing as how I'm up already."
"Dude...I'm going too...I gotta get out of here." says Mike, standing up.
"We'll if we're all going." says Brad. "Maybe we'll see that Beth chick again."
All four laughed as they left their room.

She had chosen the wrong room. Apparently RD209 was right through the paper-thin wall next to her. There was no way she could sleep with those four going on like that, she'd just have to come back later. At the very least she'd get a chance to check out the library, she quickly snuck past Nathan's room being as quiet as possible, not that he could hear anything over his snores, but better safe then sorry, and snuck through the door. A few seconds after she was out of sight the occupants of RD209 stepped into the hallway and began their journey to the library.

Beth is at the Library getting her books as she sees all the guys walk in. She smiles and continues to get her books. She picks up her books for English,math,history, and etc. While making her way over to rthe register to check out her books for the year she walks over to Brad and taps his shoulder."you might need this one, so dont forget". She winks at him as she points at the book.She then says hi to David and the rest of the guys then gets in the check out line for the books.

Joshua smiled and closed the door as Beth left. He started to hum the song Waves of Chaos that he and his band proformed. During that time he quickly unpacked his clothes and such. He grabed his black case and opened it and plled out a small laptop like object with the exception of a small emiter on the top of the screen. They paid millions for this thing. What the hell do they expect me to do with it? he thought to himself as he fired it up to see what was stored on it. In the system there was a bunch of text files (mostly grabage from his parents), a few standard games, and the completed selection of his bands music. Thank god they managed to get some real music in it, he thought again as he turned it off placing it back in it's case with the other "equipment" his parents got for him. With that he walked out of his room to go find Beth.

Brad smiled after Beth winked at him. He turns to David,
"Dude...she's totally into me."
David had just said hello to Beth and didn't hear him to well.
"What?" asked David
"She's totally into me."
"You're crazy."
"Seriously bro...she wants some of the Bradmyster."
"DID YOU JUST CALL YOURSELF THE BRADMYSTER?!" asked David loudly
"Shhh...dude...why you gotta go and put me on blast like that?" asked Brad quetly.
"Anyways...I thought you were hooked up with Stacy again?" said David.
"Well yeah, but can't a guy have a little somethin' somethin' on the side?"
behind him Kyle was hearing everything.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" said Kyle.
Brad turns around and says,
"What?"
"Why do you have to play those two girls like that. Stacy is gonna be pissed when she finds out about this. And that new girl, Beth...dude...you just met her."
Apperantly, Kyle was a little ticked off with Brad's actions. You have to understand...all of these guys have sort of a role in their little "crew". Brad, obviously, is the playa. He plays girls like a game of bowling. He simply throws them in the gutter once he's done with them. Kyle is sort of the sensible one of the group. He finds all possible mistakes before acting on anything. Mike is the quiet one. Simply put...around girls...he falls to pieces. David is known to be the active joker. He plays on the varsity Lacrosse team...and is known around school as the prankster of all pranksters. He is on every teacher's BAD list. But inside...he's a romantic who tends to sweep girls off of their feet...and into his bed.
"Kyle, just chill. I know you're lookin out for me...but I can get caught on my own." said Brad understandingly.

The four guys got their books and started to head out of the library.

Her timing was horrible, she'd barely beaten the boys out of their room. If she'd just waited another few minutes she would have been able to rest in peace. Now she'd have to pass through them in order to get back to the room, they seemed to be spreading out in order to cover all possible escape routes, just like the Russians. No, they were harmless, albeit irritating, children. She'd be able to get past them without any difficulty, but she was here. She might as well read something...

As they are exiting the library, David notices that Freshman he met earlier. He walks over to her...she seems to be reading.
"Hey...it's you. How's it going?"
the other three guys walk over to David.
"Who's that Dave...your new girlfriend?" said Brad jokingly.
"No dork, it's that freshman I was telling you about. Her name is...." David noticed that he never really got her name. Given, he was in a bit of a hurry. David turns to the young girl and says,
"Hey...what's your name anyways?"

Joshua walked towards the libray in his normal style with his earpeices in listening to his CD player. As he walked he eyed he other students sizing them up. Looks like there won't be any real problems for me, he thought as the music blasted in his ears. Eventualy as he neared the libray he turned off his CD player pocketing the earpeices.

"The name's Angelica." Damn, they'd caught her. Should she tell them that she wasn't a Freshman? They'd find out soon enough, probably when they saw her in class or when they heard her name read off at award ceremonies she planned on avoiding at any cost. She wouldn't tell them, they'd learn soon enough. "I don't believe I've met your friends David." The formal name usage would help to avoid confusion, "Who might they be?" The one to David's left had been in the background at her earlier demonstration. Hopefully he wouldn't connect her to it, but she doubted that her luck would hold out that far.

"Angelica...sweet." said David, finally learning her name. " Angelica, these are my roomies."
"I'm Kyle Perkins." said the tall blonde one. He had blue eyes and was a slim fellow, but a little on the muscly side. Actually, all four were a tad muscly. Then again, all four played on the Lacrosse team...so working out was on their daily schedule.
"The name's Brad Jones." Said the shorter, dark haired one. He wasn't all that shorter than Kyle. Kyle was maybe 6'0", while Brad was about 5'10". All four were pretty tall fellows. David was 6'0" as well and Mike was around 5'11" or 5'12".
"I'm Mike Shubert." Said the brown eyed, brown haired fellow. Mike resembled David a lot. Both had brown eyes, brown hair, and had a soul patch on their chins. David though had hair that covered his ears and had more hair on his chin while Mike only had short, army crop hair and only a little facial hair.

The four guys kind of looked at Angelica quizically. They were unsure why, but they kind of got this vibe from her. Who knows what that meant.

OOC: Did you read my demonstration? I gave you a pretty interesting conversation piece.

IC:
They were like four bloody clones. Were they just drawn to each other for the similarities or did they intentionally conform to each other. It wasn't just the height or the wrongly-placed exaggerated musculature, it was some part of their collective overbearing personality. "Well it's nice to meet all of you." She nods politely to each one in turn. "David, Kyle, Brad, Mike. It will be very interesting living right next door to you this year." There was a little shock from that, as well as a couple calculating glances. They were male, no question about that.

Murdock stepped inbetween her and them.
"Alright guys, back off," He said looking at them. "She is not the kind of girl your used to."

For his intrusion Murdock earned a slightly icy glare. She didn't need a protector, if worst had come to worst they would have, but she didn't.

He saw the icy glare, and smirked, he didn't care what she thought of him, its not like she didn't ditch him earlier anyways.
"She isn't the type that you think." He said again before walking off, he ran back down the stairs, and into the dorm, he sat at the window sil, staring out it, it was late at night, soon enough the bell would ring to send everyone else back to their dorms, that when the fun would happen, she would be there.
He stared out the window, as it started to rain.

OOC: Dude...where did you come from? I think you're reading everything wrong. None of these guys are even hitting on her. But...I'll play to your game anyways. A Memory, I totally missed the set up...I'm still a tad confused on your "demonstration".

IC:
"Who the hell was that guy?" said Brad loudly. Obviously he was a bit ticked from the unwelcomed intrution.
"Dude...he had everything all wrong. We were just chattin' with her...we weren't doing anything wrong."
"BUT IF HE'S GOT A PROBLEM...WE'LL THROW DOWN!" said Brad beginning to run after him and speaking louder than before.
"Dude...chill...it was just a little misunderstanding." said Kyle, holding Brad back.

EDIT: Everything was changed due to the fact that the weenie took off running before I could post.

OOC: Sorry I havent been posting. Someone stole my keyboard....Techon, can you catch me up to where Sophie and Murdock are?

(OOC: Dude this is my RP, lol I am just kidding, ne ways you read me wrong I already went back to my dorm)

OOC: Sorry I havent been posting. Someone stole my keyboard....Techon, can you catch me up to where Sophie and Murdock are?
(OOC: Well Sophie and Murdock were led to their dorm, Nathan swtiched things around so he, Angelica, you and I are all sharing a dorm, right now everyone is wandering around all over meeting the other people. Currently I am in the dorm looking out the window, but you can be anywhere you want)

OOC: DUDe...I just edited because you took off.

IC:
"That guy's nutso." said Brad...finally cooling off.
"Yeah, well...he's gone now. Let's just go back to the room. It's almost time to turn in anyways." said Mike.
"See yah around Angie." said David to Angelica.

The four guys walked back up to their room.

OOC: I think Murdock's chat was justified on the basis of irrational jealousy. Essentially Angelica grabbed a guy's hand as he was offering it for a handshake and twisted it behind his back hard enough that when she let go he crumpled to the ground. Essentially a cold-blooded and vicious attack.

IC:
Interesting, she'd hardly met any of them and they were already fighting over her. She could probably use this at a later time, but was it worth the irritation? Probably not.

Sophie lay on her bed, spread out over the matress, headphones blaring music. However, contrary to what some might think, that music blaring wasn't The Donnas (her favorite band), or some other loud punk/punk rock, but Mozart. She pulled off the headphones, and looked over at Murdock. "Murdock, dear, you look positively dreadfull," she said, in her most artsy voice.

She lept off the bed, and walked over to him, sitting next to him. "What can we do to get you away from this window?"

Angelica probably thought he had a crush on her, no where near. She was a stuck up snob, she didn't care about anyone else, he tried to help and she blew him off, just as she blew him off earlier in the day when he tried to be nice and show her where the library was.
"God this is going to be..an..extremely...long...year," He said to himself. "Nathan and Sophie are cool, but that Angelica girl...gah her alone makes me want to go back."

He realized Sophie was talking to him now.
"Hey," He said looking over at her and smiling. "I really have no clue what will get me off this window sil."

"Hmmmm," Sophie said, placing her head in her hands, and looking deep in thought, obviosly acting. "Well I have an idea. You like music, right? Well, you wouldn't happen to have any instruments on you would you? After all, I think we could do something till bed time?"

All the guys made it back to their room without any more confrontations. While Mike, David, and Kyle prepared for bed, Brad got a phone call from his mother.
"Yes mom. OKay Mom. I'm fine. The guys are fine. I've got everything I need. Okay. I'll talk to you later."

Before he can hang up, Kyle chimes in from the back round, "Hey Brad! aSK YOUR MOM IF I CAN HAVE MY PANTS BACK!"

Brad throughs a pillow at him and says good-bye to his mother. All four guys hop into their own beds.

"Night Dudes." says David
"Night" says Mike
"Night" says Brad.
"Brad, tell your mom I said I love her." says Kyle
"Shut up." was Brad's reply as David shut off the lights.

**************DR209 is now sleeping till tomorrow, later ya'll**********

"Hmmmm," Sophie said, placing her head in her hands, and looking deep in thought, obviosly acting. "Well I have an idea. You like music, right? Well, you wouldn't happen to have any instruments on you would you? After all, I think we could do something till bed time?"
"Yeah," He said.
He stood up, and got out both cases, both the accoustic, and bass.
"I brought my accoustic along because I felt that everyone would bring their eletric and I only have one amp," He said.

The library was closing and the librarians had asked her to leave. Well, she could always be back tomorrow, she should probably sleep now anyway. She navigated the hallways quickly and headed straight into the dormitory. Jiggling the lock just enough to get in without making much noise. Murdock and the girl that she'd never been introduced to were flirting, what excellent roommates. Lay off them, it's the first day and you haven't exactly been a model of manners. She should probably introduce herself, but she was so tired that she just walked over to a bed in the second room and collapsed. She'd never put any covering, she just slept on the bare mattress.

Sophie was about to saying something to Angelica, but she collapsed on the bed before she could say anything, so she just shrugged. She looked at the acoustic, and pointed at it. "Lets go with that one." She jumped up onto her bed, and sat cross legged.

"Alright," Murdock said, he sat down on the bed beside her, holding onto the guitar. "Now what?"

Sophie rolled her eyes dramatically. "Play it," she said, nudging him.

"Yeah I do," He replied.
He was slightly distraut by his clothing, and by the fact Angelica ditched him for this guy, but she seemed to have ditched him also, so they were on the same level, and he seemed nice.
"Follow me," He said nicely.
He led the way down the stairs and through the winding hallway until they finally went through a door that said

Dueling Quarters

Salazar silently followed the boy, he was somewhat relieved to finally get to the dueling room. "Thanks," he said looking around. "So where are our swords kept?"

(OOC: Sorry, guys, real world sometimes keeps me from NS world. Here at last is Felicity Henderson: bright, sport-hating, world-hating Flick.)

I don' wanna be here I don' wanna be here I don' wanna be here ... The words had been scrolling across the screen of Flick's mind ever since she left Earth -- late, of course, because Mr Moronic Stepfather Himself had moral objections to her original travel plans (probably couldn't stand the idea of anybody travelling on any day that had 'day' in it). But, however much she didn't want to be here, here she was, watching while this flustered woman from administration tried to find somewhere to park her for the night.

A peremptory knock, a turn of the official key and they were in the apartment (Student privacy is respected, the brochure said. Yeah, right.). There seemed to be people draped over every flat surface.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen," the admin type said. "I'm sorry to intrude at this late hour but Miss Henderson has just arrived after a very long journey and we have to find somewhere to put her temporarily. Now of course we won't disturb any arrangements you may already have made, but the computer tells me there's an extra trundle bed in here somewhere, so if one of you could just find it and help the young lady with her bedding before lights out ...?"

The woman retreated on a wave of pleasantries, leaving Flick stranded.
"So why didn't they put you in Sick?" someone asked.
"They tried," said Flick. "It's full of dear little howling new kids with upset tummies. And they didn't put me in a Visitor's Suite because they can't trust me not to track sand on the carpet, or something. So you're stuck with me until morning. But don't worry. Point me to a place where I can put these blankets down and I'll pull them over my head and make you all go away."

OOC: Sorry, the server is giving me problems. Inserted a mention of Flick.

IC:
Her time frame was off from the norm, but many of the students would still be suffering "jet lag" anyway. A morning person wouldn't be too unusual. Her clothes had been provided through her scholarship, and she was supposed to pick up more today, but for this morning's activity she preferred her old clothes. She took off her shoes, and changed quickly. Sophie was asleep on the adjacent bed, but she probably wouldn't be too bothered when she awoke without a roommate. A new roommate had also apparently been thrown in, Angelica must have slept straight through that experience, oh well. Angelica hurried out the door, then out of the school and began to run.

Nathan woke up a few hours later. He'd fallen asleep doing his manuscript, and boy did his hands hurt! Groaning, he got up, and decided to finish his work.

An hour after, Nathan had set up a stand, with both his lyrics and his music on. Getting his Guitar, he made sure it was still on electric, and then fiddled with a few dials and levers. After that, he experientally plucked a string, and alelujah!, it sounded like an acoustic guitar! He played a few notes, and they were bang on! And so Nathan started to play his own titled song, 'Slash!'...

Salazar silently followed the boy, he was somewhat relieved to finally get to the dueling room. "Thanks," he said looking around. "So where are our swords kept?"
(OOC: Strumming back in time for a moment...)

"They are behind the counter over there, just sign the registration and everything and your good to go," Murdock said.

Sophie rolled her eyes dramatically. "Play it," she said, nudging him.
"Ok, ok," He said.
He lifted the guitar onto his lap, first he played a few chords, tuning the strings, it took a good minute but then he played them all at once to reveal they were perfectly tuned.
"Hm.." He thought, but then started to play. It was easy to tell this was a slow and sad song, between the tempo, and the notes played. He played about eight measures before he started to sing.

Every night when were done talking
We tell each other
That we love one another
But how do we know the other one, speaks the truth?

How can I tell that she really means what she says
When she tells me everything that’s on her mind
I feel like she’s hiding something unknown
I’ll just wait for her secrets to become so overgrown
That she will have no choice but to tell
How she really feels

I drive down the streets every single day, without a single trace of her
But every night we get on the phone
And talk with each other until its time to go
And when we go she says that haunting word
I love you

What does she mean
Is she lying
Or is she telling the truth?
How can anyone tell? We just have to trust and hold onto hope
But what if I was right all along, and none of its true?
How can I tell if she wants something else?
I can’t
I just have to hope its not!

We haven’t ever even had one fight
Everything seems so perfect
But behind this mask of lives
I know that she cannot hold it
She cannot hold it!

But all along it turns out I was wrong
I was in over my head I should have figured that if
I swam out much more deeper I would wind up dead
And everything we said
Would mean nothing, at all

So now I am coming back from my
Schemes to try to find out what she really meant
I wasted so much of my life
To find out that things that I
Already knew
Already knew
Already knew….

He finished off with a beautiful chord, and stopped playing.
"I call that one Already Knew," He said.
He looked over at Nathan, who was starting to get up, as Nathan donned on his guitar Murdock spoke. "Hey there Nathan."

"Hey dude." Nathan replied, continuing to play.

"Have a nice nap?" He asked.

"Thanks," Salazar said and headed towards the counter, looking to see if anyone was there.

(OOC: I will answer for DN)

"Hoy there," A man behind the counter said, he was wearing the normal dueling style armour. It appeared to be a light white leather, but in reality it could stop a bullet. He was middle aged, in his mid thirties, and had black hair that seemed to be sweaty, he also had a black mustache.
"I take it you are here to register your sword?" He asked.

"Yes I am," Salazar replied with a nod.

"Ahh good to hear," The man said. "My name is Mr. Stors, I am the teacher for the dueling class."
He organized a few papers and handed them to Salazar. "These are the registration forms, wherever you see a line with the words 'sign here', sign there, then we will put your sword in one of the lockers back here."

"Yeh I did thanks. Anything go down while I was out?" Nathan asked. By now his song was halfway through.

"Yeh I did thanks. Anything go down while I was out?" Nathan asked. By now his song was halfway through.
"Not really," Murdock said.

"Ok," Salazar said. He peered down at the forms in front of him, taking a pen he signed his name in the proper spots and handed the forms back. "Done."

Nathan finished. And sighed.

"So Murdock, about this band thing, we gonna do it soon?" Nathan asked.

"Ok," Salazar said. He peered down at the forms in front of him, taking a pen he signed his name in the proper spots and handed the forms back. "Done."
"Thank you," Stors said. "I can't wait to see you in class in two days."

Nathan finished. And sighed.

"So Murdock, about this band thing, we gonna do it soon?" Nathan asked.
"Well first we need a drummer and a bassist," Murdock pointed out.

Salazar just nodded, "Thank you Sir," he said and turned away. He went to have a better look at the dueling room and see what was on offer.

THe dueling room was a giant room, completely white, with oak poles going from the floor to the done ceiling. There were five dueling rings, there were four that if you connected would make a square, with one directly in the middle.

Salazar decided to come back later for some practice if he felt up to it. For know he decided to return to his dorm.

Sophie smiled. "Nice," she said, sliding off the bed. She grabbed a bottle of water while Murdock and Nathan talked about a band. "I'd help, but I can't really play anything, I just sing."

"Thanks," Murdock said smiling at her. "Well..." He said. "We could have two singers."

"Awesome," she said, taking a swig of water.

"Indeed it is almightly awesome," Murdock said smiling, then asked himself. "Is almightly even a word?"
He hopped off the bed, and put the guitar away.
"So...hmm.." He looked at his watched. "Holy crap its 1 AM, I am going to bed, g'night all."
He crawled onto his bed and was soon fast asleep.

Salazar returned to his supposedly shared dorm room to see if whoever he was due to share it with had shown up. Opening the the and walking in showed that he was still alone.

"Figures," he growled.

He climbed onto his bed and closed his eyes, he didn't expect to get much sleep in a strange place.

It had felt good to run. The entire day had reminded her of the best parts of the past. She never calculated how far she ran, but she hadn't stopped all day. She'd started out with a pouch of food over her shoulder that she'd stashed from the night before in the cafeteria, as well as her own canteen. The roads had been far too hard, so she'd taken to going through fields and forests quickly enough. The only problem was the continual interruption with buildings. It seemed as if the only nature that was around was surrounded and contained by buildings and roads. After about twelve-kilometers she'd promised herself that she'd try to do this every week, maybe more often if she could pull it off.

As much as she enjoyed the run she hadn't carried enough food to last through dinner, so she arrived back with plenty of time to spare. She'd need to clean herself first, then she had supplies to pick up from "student-services," then she probably had a little time to spend in the library before dinner in the cafeteria. As she walked through the dorm door she couldn't help but congratulate herself on timing that trip so precisely. She would be able to easily finish everything.

***

She really enjoyed the shower. She'd taken a few before while traveling, but it still seemed new and very relaxing. Her legs ached from the long run in quite a pleasant way as she stepped out and dressed in the irritatingly fancy clothing. She hoped that they would have at least some clothing that she could run in, these dresses and skirts were unbearable. That was what she needed to do next, go pick up everything that her scholarship guaranteed from student services. Walking would relax away the ache in her legs, but dealing with administration would probably cause her good mood to evaporate as well. She walked back out of the dorm room and headed down the hallway, she didn't know quite where she was going, but she wasn't in any hurry.

As he had expected he would, Salazar couldn't get to sleep. He had been trying for who knows hopw long, but he couldn't get used to a strange bed, in a strange school, in a strange country. The teenager slid out of bed and got changed. He didn't care if it was against school rules to wander the halls at night as he stepped into the hallway, frankly he hoped it was an expelable offence. Anything to get out of the school and return to his home.

OOC: I'm tempted to run him over again...

IC:
It was really pretty quiet, the different time zones must have messed up her internal clock more then she'd thought. At least she didn't have to worry about running in to anyone. After a quick walk around she found "student services" but it was closed, of course. She didn't know what time it was, but the sign said the office opened at seven-hundred hours and closed at sixteen-hundred hours. The sun had been up by the time she arrived back, so it was probably getting close to seven.

"Hello?" She froze, maybe in the dim light whoever it was wouldn't see her. She couldn't really afford to get into trouble, she wasn't paying so they probably wouldn't have the slightest vacillation in throwing her out. The voice sounded a little familiar. Yes, she had definitely heard it before, it was one of the boys from yesterday. In that case it was safe to respond, but quietly. "Hello." She stepped out of the shadowed corner into the early morning light so he could see her more clearly, and hopefully recognize her. "Nice to 'run into' you again."

He heard a voice up ahead, a girl emerged from the shadows.

"Oh hey, fancy meeting you out here," Salazar said, recognising the face from earlier. "At least this time I didn't end up on my arse."

"I'm rather glad I don't have to apologize this time, that was very...awkward." Actually this wasn't that much better, they were both probably breaking some worthless rule by being out at dawn. These school officials seemed to have a stupid rule about everything, from drinking to curfew. What was the point?

"Yeah it was," Salazar agreed. He looked over at the dawn sky. "Up early or like me a none sleeper?"

"I never slept much, and on top of that I'm not used to the time here. I got up early to run, and I must have taken less time then I should." She must have only slept for an hour or possibly two, then run for the next four. Quite a night, it was a wonder she wasn't exhausted.

"I can't sleep in strange places," Salazar admitted with a shrug. "Hey I never caught your name."

"Oh, I never 'caught' yours either. I'm Angelica." At least this one was friendly without the immediate flirtation.

"I'm Salazar, pleased to meet you Angelica," he replied.

Murdock woke up, and hopped out of bed, he looked around,the other two were fast asleep, but Angelica wasn't in the room.
"Thank god," He said as he got up, he walked out the door, grabbing a Kooshball on the way out, it was early, only seven, but he had all day off still, he started to make his way to the football/Kooshball feild, maybe someone there would be up for some practice.

"The pleasure is all mine, Salazar." A traditional greeting, she'd read a little about the English ones in a traveler's book. It seemed to have fallen a little bit out of date, because she hadn't heard it from any of the other students. Was this one a student of history? Or just a traditionalist? Not a traditionalist from the dress, but maybe he had been raised in a traditional household.

"So where you from?" Salazar asked out of curiosity.

"I came from a small town on the border of old Russia." New-Russia wasn't the same, or so she was told, but the soldiers still came and stole whatever they could. "Where are you from?"

"Ah, I come from Draconis Nightcrawlis," he told her. He wondered if she had heard of the place.

In usual fashion, Sophie was the last one up. She stumbled into the shower, and took a long hot wash. She stepped out, quickly dressed after drying, and walked out into the hallway. She wore her short hair spiked, and a pair of black, tight fitting black jeans held up by a studded belt. On top, she wore a pink shirt with a picture of a cartoon kitty holding its mouth over its face and the words 'Im laughing at you' written under it was worn over what apeared to be a full length fishnet shirt.

She saw the other girl she hadn't met talking to some guy, and nodded as she walkedc past, heading for the cafe.

"Sorry, I'm not very good with geography." Actually she was pretty good, but she'd still never heard of the place.

"No problem," he said with a smile. "It's actually on another planet."

"Another planet?" Was that possible? She knew that her knowledge was behind the times, but she was sure the shortwave would have said something about people living on other planets. This was very strange.

Salazar nodded. "We're a fairly high tech nation," he told her.

BEEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! went the alarm clock as it went off at the set time that it was supposed to. David, always startled by the sound, fell out of the bed and onto the floor with a thud.
"Dammit." said Kyle, the sound of sleep still in his voice.
David shut off the alarm.
"Wake up guys, it's time to head out for conditioning." said David. It was very early, but all four had to go out and run a bit in order to stay in good condition for the lacrosse team. Practices were coming up and neither of them wanted to get cut.
"I veto this running deally." said Brad, also sounding asleep.
"Who do you think you are? The President of the United State?" said David sarcastically, "GET UP!" he said loudly as he tore the sheets off of Brad.
"ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT!" was all Brad said.

Mike had apparantly already been awake before the alarm went off because he came out of the bathroom in a cloud of smoke.
"Dude...it's too early to be getting stoned." said Brad.
"I wasn't smoking dork...I took a shower." said Mike, slapping Brad upside the head.

The four dressed in silence. Once all were dressed in their sweat suits, they left the room and walked the distance to the front hall that lead out into the courtyard.

"Evidently." She was way out of her depth, she had just learned this last year how to speak English, and her entire knowledge of the outside world came from unfunded shortwave radio frequencies that kept broadcasting after the Cold War. They were very biased, but they spoke English and she had been able to figure out pronunciation and phrasing from those few frequencies she could pick up. "I'm willing to admit that I don't know very much about the world, but I still didn't know that." Unclear use of object, oh well too late to fix it now.

"Thats alright, I still don't even know my way around the school yet," he shrugged. "Been trying to memorise everything but the place is a maze."

"I haven't even tried yet. Eventually I'll need to, probably before classes start tomorrow." One more thing that needed to be done, fortunately she had all day.

"Well at least you know where the library is," Salazar pointed out.

The boys reached the front hall without making much noise. They soon started a slow trot around the huge courtyard. After a few laps, they picked up pase to a semi-fast jog. Up until they were running the courtyard and eventually sprinting in the final 50 meters back to the front doors. They four plopped down on the ground in an attempt to catch their breathes.

"Yes, but you do as well, now." Wordiness, she stumbled for the right word and put in two others. "It sounds like the cafeteria is open." There was sound rising from beneath them, the sound of a crowd, she'd been too slow to beat them this time. "Perhaps we should go eat, I don't know how long they stay open."

Sophie, walking back to her room with a croisant in her hand, noticed the four boys in the court yard, and strolled over. "Morning boys, my we're busy this morning."

As if on cue, Salazars stomach grumbled. "I'd say something to eat sounds good just about now," he smiled.

She glanced around for a moment, she'd never headed to the cafeteria from above. When she'd walked by she had seen a staircase about seventy-five meters behind her. With a quick turn she headed towards it, if Salazar wanted to follow he could. The staircase led to a narrower hallway, which explained why it wasn't crowded. The hallway merged at an angle with a larger and much more crowded hallway about fifteen meters from the bottom of the stairs. She kept walking toward the crowd, it was all moving to the left, but it wasn't possible for her to join the crowd at that moment, so she waited.

A hot girl and food. That was the last thing these guys needed. Right now they needed air. All were breathing heavily from there workout. David is the first to attempt to speak to the new girl.
"Wha...wh...." he blinks as if the blood has not yet reached his brain, "What?"

"Oh, jocky types," Sophie chuckled, cocking her hips to the right, and letting her hand fall on it. "I said that you boys seem to be busy this morning. So tell me, whats with the running?"

Salazor had evidently lost her. Good, she ate just fine by herself definitely faster then she would have being polite the whole time. She ate a few of the flavorless biscuits and took a few more out with her. The entrance she had come through was still crowded when she left, so she took another route. When she passed the courtyard she seriously wished she hadn't.

still breathing heavy...but finally catching his breath, David stands up.
"Lacrosse training." was his reply.
the other three seemed transfixed on the new girl. It was as if their heavy breathing was no longer from running. They were like dogs at the sight of food.
"What's up with you? You seem to be up pretty early." asked David

She'd been noticed, of course. Well she had to go introduce herself to the other girl sometime, it might as well be when she wouldn't have to talk other then a short introduction. The boys would make sure that plenty was said no matter how she participated. She walked over toward the cluster, hoping she didn't look to much like a convict marching towards the noose. "Hello!" She still sounded friendly, convincing dishonesty was an essential part of life. "I seem to keep running into you four."

she said running. All four guys cringed at the thought of running.
"Yeah....how about that." said Kyle. He finally stood up and brushed the dirt off of his backside. Mike and Brad did the same as they stood.
"Look Dave...it's your girlfriend." said Brad jokingly.
"Shut up, " said David. "Hey Angelica, what's up? Where did you come from."

*********
Kyle strikes up a conversation with the other girl...or at least attempts to.
"Uh...hey....how's it going. My name's kyle. What's yours?"
he looked like a sick child about to attempt to eat a fifth slice of pie. He was just so nervous when it came to girls.

"From the cafeteria." Great, the other girl had been isolated so she couldn't even accomplish her goal. Now she was trapped. "You seem to have been working pretty hard. What were you doing?" Whatever it was they were certainly not going to do any more of it, for a little while. They'd exhausted themselves.

"Just taking a few laps around the courtyard. Gotta get ready for lacrosse season." said David. Her mention of the cafeteria made his stomach growl. All that running had made him hungry. David looks around at the other guys. He notices that Mike and Brad are extremely focused on the other girl. He takes a look at her and quickly finds that the two are not focused on her at all, but rather the croisant that she was eating. He laughed and turned back to Angelica.
"Well, as much as I'd like to stay and chat, I think these guys need to load up on food before they attack that girl over there for that roll. And if they don't....I think I will." said David with a laugh.

"Probably a good idea. They're dangerous when they're hungry. Enjoy your meal." Maybe she could finally get a word in with the other girl, she needed to get that introduction over with, it kept getting put off.

"well...I'll see yah around," said David to angelica. He turns to the other guys and says, "Dudes...let's go get some chow."

Mike and Brad follow him without arguement. Each says there good-byes to the two girls. Kyle seems to hang back for a bit, but eventually says good-bye to the girls and takes off running after the other guys.

*****All are at the dinning hall. Wont be out for hours.*********

OOC:I'm outta here...be back tomorrow. Bye

After a rather boring time looking around the libary for the needed books Joshua quickly checked them out and walked them up to his room yet again dumping more crap on his bed. That better be all, he thought as he walked down the stairs to start exploring the building more.

Flick woke to an empty room. Good, no need to pretend an interest in anyone. She flowed through her regular physical exercises and into the mental ones -- "Pagan nonsense!" said the Moron's voice in her mind, causing a tiny spike of irritation that was soon smoothed into nothingness.

Centred now within herself, Flick showered, dressed, stripped the temporary bed and rolled it back out of sight. As it thunked into place, she caught sight of a book someone had been reading: Paradise Lost. Her heart jumped; it was like meeting an old friend. Lines rolled in her memory: To reign is worth ambition, though in Hell; Better to reign in Hell, than serve in Heaven.

Okay, she'd read the study notes, she knew the glorious fallen angel wasn't supposed to be the hero. But emotionally she reached out to a fellow rebel ... to reign in Hell ... and snorted in amusement as she remembered another beloved work: Why, this is Hell, nor am I out of it.

Hell or Martizar, though, she had to eat (she wasn't Orpheus, after all; another mental grin). And she'd need strength if she was going to battle Admin into giving her a room to live in. Flick shouldered her backpack and set off to find the canteen. Refectory. Cafeteria. Whatever. She'd kill for a cup of Earl Grey.

OOC:I'm outta here...be back tomorrow. Bye

OOC: SOrry I missed ya, been doing school shit....

IC:

Sophie introduced herself to the boys, and chatted with them shortly before walking off after they left for breakfast. She wandered back to her dorm room, where she collapsed on her bed and waited for class.

OOC: is this thread still open to newcomers?

Nathan woke up to the sound of a squeaking matress. He then saw Sophie lying on the middle bed, and he grinned.

"Hey Soph? What's up?" Nathan asked.

OOC: -Noir-: as far as I know it is, classes haven't started yet so feel free to jump in soon.

Findhorn: Milton, Marlowe and Earl Grey? Do I have an intellectual clone running about that I don't know about?

IC:
The office of student services was open, but they told her that she'd have to come back later for the scholarship division to be open. She wasn't all that surprised, bureaucracy at it's finest. Well, maybe she should drop in to the library and spend a few hours reading. She needed some work to do, and this "school" seemed to offer nothing. It could only get better once classes started. With that thought she took off briskly toward the library, there were always more books to read.

OOC: Hmm read the first couple pages...but i write this without reading the other dozen yet but here we go!

Frank "The Tank" O'Riely entered the school cafeteria wearing the uniform of his favorite Kooshball(Football??) team the Cannibals. He was a massive student at 312 pounds, a 3rd year varsity offensive guard and defensive tackle for the school team. He could also bench no less then 500 pounds and ran a mile in 8 minutes. He commanded respect and even more fear on the field but those who knew him as a friend knew him to be more a a teddy bear then a enraged bull.

MMMMM....food he thought as he entered the cafe and he looked for his kooshball(i assume from techon initial post this is football tg me if it isnt.) teammates, or anyone who would like to talk with him.

Nathan woke up to the sound of a squeaking matress. He then saw Sophie lying on the middle bed, and he grinned.

"Hey Soph? What's up?" Nathan asked.

"Nadda lotta," she replied, grabbing a bottle of water. "Just got some breakfast, now I'm waiting for classes to start."

Salazar reluctantly went to the cafeteria, he knew all drinks there would be non-alcoholic. Stupid drinking age laws, he thought to himself, even Thor would hate it here. Looking around he didn't see where Angelica had gone so he went up to the counter and ordered a coffee.

Frank purchased a two liter bottle of his all time favorite soda Mountain Dew from the counter as he turns the Neanderthal even ogreish like Frank barges into a much smaller student...Salazar with quite a lot of force.

(OOC: Yeah, when the classes start it will be closed, but newcomers are still welcomed, like WIck did, I suggest reading the first few pages first. And Kooshball is kinda like Rugby, in way, but not completely, Murdock is out practicing, so if you wanna find out more about it go out and play a little game with him)

OOC: as long a its contact then im a fan of it