Surrounded by weirdoes
Lambert pressed something in his belt to unhook the swords. Taking Deuil and Gloir and setting them down was something that feels needed, at least for now, to show some amount of peace with everyone.
I need to get some vault here, anyway He reminded himself.
Now, he needed to check how to get Charlie into the place. It might be a source of problems, but he could use the company.
And then there is his roommate...
Rab... kind of rubs him the wrong way. At the very least, he has some very worrying associations and a really out-of-synch moral compass if he sees nothing wrong with a serial killer. So, it feels less like a roommate and more like he is a custodian.
Joy
Pulling out a pair of earphones, he decided to just listen to some tunes to relax. Sometimes, he just doesn't feel like dealing with people.
Edited by Blueace on Apr 10th 2021 at 6:18:27 AM
Wake me up at your own risk.
Breath of the Sun
Brokk
While Mitzi was fussing over what to wear, Brokk had begun to unpack, and was currently laying back on his bed, needle in one hand and fabric in the other, his fingers practically blurring as he expertly sewed. Dwarven craftsmanship wasn't limited to just metalworking, after all.
Currently he was working on Izzy's bodysuit. He'd need to retrofit it with thicker materials later, but he wanted to make sure it fit first, so he was making the base out of simple cloth. Of course, having been woven by a Dwarf, such a suit would probably still stop a knife. Dwarven hands wove a little bit of magic into everything they made.
"I know my way around town well enough, aye." Brokk confirmed. A sly smile appeared beneath his beard as he looked up at her. "Does this mean you're asking me on a date, Princess?"
What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?
UFO: Unstoppable Force of Obnoxiousness
Lux - Dorms
So apparently the dorm pairings were already decided!
...Annnnd he's one of two people who will have to be alone. Part of him wants to object to Sue about it, but...sometimes people have to deal with what their fate throws at them, and Pollux will have to learn that...
But hey! There's a bright side to this! He'll have a fantastic holo-dorm to himself!
"Uh-huh, Ms. Wukong! I perfectly understand.", Pollux stood upright, puffing his chest and bumping it with a fist, as a way to signal respectful agreement. After that he took his belongings with him and went upstairs.
He went to the other closest room to the stairs. After entering and closing its door, Pollux deposited his possessions in comfortable and reasonable places, and then sat on his large king-sized bed. Thank goodness that they actually put a bed that fit him...
"Soooooo— Sue mentioned a party of some sort, huh?", he thought out loud as he looked around the room, particularly setting his gaze on a nearby mirror.
"Heheheh, I bet it's gonna be a lot of fun!", he giggled to himself as he headed to said mirror to take a good look at himself. His initially amused expression then morphed into one of shock, with widened eyes and all.
"Oh shh— shoot! I-I-I-I'm wearing the wrong clothes!", Lux gaped at his reflection as he noticed that he was wearing his superhero costume instead of his usual attire.
"Gosh, I hope I didn't make too much of a fool of myself by doing that! I-I gotta do something about this!"
Edited by Noussibonne on Apr 13th 2021 at 5:53:26 PM
Sweet dreams are made of this~ Who am I to disagree?
Rab-The Dorms
Shrugging his shoulders as Sue rattled out the room assignments, Rab zipped away to grab his stuff before heading to the assigned place. Lambert, huh? Don't know much about him except for those swords. He noticed that Lam had put in his headphones. And that he's not interested in making friends. Frowning and rolling his eyes, Rab decided to take a nice long hot shower. While he'd never gotten a cramp or charlie horse from running, why take the chance?
After scrubbing and drying (doing that at superspeed was not advised)he started thinking about his clothing. Like Lux, he'd been wearing his "hero suit", but that probably wasn't what they expected for a ceremony/party. So he decided on black slacks, a gray blazer with leather elbows, a pink shirt, and a tie with red & gold autumn leaves. Hopefully, the sneakers from today will be ok-they're not too run down from all my speed. I really need to talk to Brokk about a permanent pair.
He wondered about how they'd chosen the pairs. I wouldn't have minded being roomed with Ali Carol and clear up the misunderstanding from earlier. Everyone's still giving me odd looks-I guess I expected them to not jump to conclusions. I wasn't very clear when I said it, admittedly. Maybe I can talk to her at the party later?
Edited by Booky on Apr 11th 2021 at 7:34:02 AM
Tell Me, Have You Seen the Yellow Sign?
Dorms - Mitzi
"..." Mitzi skipped a gear on her device, causing her nails to screech along the finish making an all too revealing screech. She whipped her head around to face Brokk. "Why I don't think the RA would approve..." That was a blatant lie. Her impression of Sue was that the woman would cheer on an orgy in the atrium. She couldn't think about it now though.
"I'm asking for an escort." She said after a pause. "I've just never waltzed into a hummie settlement, unescorted and in broad daylight. There are cloaks I can use for this, but I think that defeats the purpose of coming here. I want someone to go with me. Someone capable would be nice too if you fit the bill."
Edited by CenturyEye on Apr 11th 2021 at 8:58:41 AM
Look with century eyes... With our backs to the arch And the wreck of our kind We will stare straight ahead For the rest of our lives
Mara Springwood
Mara held Zachaia's gaze for a moment longer before deliberately disengaging, stepping to the side to let her pass unhindered. As she did so, Mara smirked at Sue, gesturing loosely toward the paper she was holding.
"You trying to shine us on, Teach? Seems like a mother of a coincidence that those room assignments match up so well with what little we'd already decided. Well, for the most part."
Despite the accusation, Mara couldn't help but be grateful that the situation had resolved itself. Watching those cats compete in the humility Olympics had gotten kinda old. Sue seemed, tentatively, kinda alright. And if she ignored the alarm bells going off in her head over that last thing Teach had said, well, that was her prerogative.
Mara waved Rosa over and started up the stairs.
"Well, it's a good thing you were already down to room with me, because it looks like we're stuck with each other either way! Don't worry, though, sweet cheeks. As long as I'm around, life'll be a gas."
As she reached her new room, she caught a glimpse of the others disappearing into their rooms, and an idea struck her.
"Hang tight, roomie, I'll be right back."
Over the next few minutes, Mara made the rounds. She stopped in every open doorway, and knocked on every closed one, leaving basically the same message with each, applying different levels of pressure depending on the audience.
"Mitzi, Brokk, I'm making a trip to town. Meet me in the common room in fifteen if you want to come with, it'll be far out."
"Hey, sword-dude, meet in fifteen if you wanna hit the town. And let your roommate know once he's done primping, you dig?"
"Alice, Carol! ...Kaia! I'm getting a group together to hit the streets, come down in a few if you wanna join up."
"Look alive, shutterbug. I'm headed into town in a few, prime opportunity to get some good shots. You should come with! You too, Izz, obviously."
"Niko, come downstairs in fifteen, I'm getting some friends together to go out. Jimmy, you too. That shield thing you did earlier was ace, I'll buy you a milkshake as thanks!"
"Angel, you trying to figure out what to wear for that party later? I'm hitting the town in fifteen, we can find you some nice threads. ...And maybe get Brokk to stitch em together so they'll actually fit you."
With that done, Mara returned to her room and strode inside to assess the place. She wasn't totally sure how many people would wind up coming with her, but she wasn't above coercing some of the wallflowers, and if worst came to worst going alone would be good practice, since she still wasn't used to all that modern tech people used to get around nowadays instead of paper maps. Still, there was one more person to ask.
"So, Rosa, you up for a little outing?"
Breath of the Sun
Brokk
His needle almost slipped as Mitzi's nails screeched against her machine. It was only years of working with his hands that kept them steady. Brokk hid his amusement behind his beard, keeping his eyes on his needlework.
"It's just a joke, lass. We've only just met, after all." Setting his project down, he swung his legs over the side of his bed. "And aye, I can handle myself. I may not look it, but I'm stronger than any human. Well, any human without super strength."
He stood up, beginning to walk towards his own dresser. "Don't worry too much, though. The tallfolk find us wee ones more amusing than anything. Doubt we'll meet any trouble."
Then Mara knocked on the door, inviting them into town, and from what he could hear of her fading voice, they weren't the only ones she was inviting. "Heh. Looks like we're turnin' it into class trip. Sounds fun."
He began rifling through his own clothes, looking for something to wear. "Ey, how formal do you think the party later's gonna be? The Saint himself's gonna there, so I was thinking black tie, but on the other hand he doesn't strike me as the type to care about formality that much."
What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?
Rab-Dorms
Hearing Mara's knock on the door, Rab instantly changed tack. He pulled on a pair of jeans, a purple cammo-print t-shirt, and sneakers. Over it, he put on a pale gray hoodie (pockets are always good). Making sure to include his knife, the young man ambled outside to sit in the common room. A downside of superspeed: you always end up waiting for people.
Edited by Booky on Apr 12th 2021 at 3:58:11 AM
The Light That Blinds
Rosa
...you're sharing a room with her.
You're sharing. A room. With a cute girl.
...
ERROR. ERROR. SERVERS HAVE SHUT DOWN DUE TO UNEXPECTED DEVELOPMENT.
ENGAGE POWER CONSERVATION, OR "SILENTLY SQUEEING", MODE.
Rosa mutely nodded as Sue told them who'd they be rooming with—oh, she was still with Mara, that was nice—and then followed Mara to their room, praying to every god out there and even a few that weren't that she wasn't blushing.
"Oh, um...wherever you're going, have fun," she murmured as Mara left for the others. In the time Mara spent persuading everyone to head out, Rosa had unpacked, sorted all her things out into proper places, and was wondering whether or not she needed an outfit for the ceremony—unlike Lux and Rab, she'd been wearing her white dress and not her superhero outfit—when Mara re-entered the room and asked if she was up for an outing.
"Well...I suppose it couldn't hurt."
"Kept me waiting, haven’t you? Tch. No matter. Dawdle all you’d like. In the end, your defeat remains inevitable."
Surrounded by weirdoes
Lambert looked at the roof, and removed one of his earphones, slipping a blue cloak from his things, giving it a good look. A rather ironic smile came to his face, as he tried to picture something in his mind. There is an armor there, waiting for him, but every time it just feels like it's out of reach.
It shouldn't be so hard, but it feels like he was trying to think of who he was supposed to be, and that'd be quite the challenge.
Eh, maybe later I'll ask Mitzi or Brokk about it
Mara's arrival and message made him shrug, and once the door was closed, he looked for his things before going out.
"Think Sue would mind keeping these with her for a bit?" He asked anyone around, signaling to his blades.
Wake me up at your own risk.
Mara Springwood
"Rad, that's one down at least. Trust me, you won't regret it! Just give me a minute to get ready and to get my stuff squared away; I told the others we'd meet downstairs in fifteen."
Mara gave Rosa a once-over, and then did the same to the room.
"You, on the other hand, look like you're pretty much ready to go! Love the dress, by the way. Actually, that reminds me-"
Mara turned away, scooping up her single, battered suitcase and hoisting it onto the unclaimed bed, which she then sat down beside. She flipped the suitcase open and extracted a small metal box the size of a carton of cigarettes. Then Mara reached back and unzipped her dress just enough to shimmy her arm out of the torn sleeve, pulling it in front of her and taking out a needle and thread from the box.
Mara spent a moment carefully arranging the sleeve fabric, hampered only slightly by the fact that she was still halfway-inside the dress it was attached to. As she went to put needle to fabric, though, she looked up sheepishly at Rosa.
"You don't know anything about sewing, do you? I'm crappy at it, honestly, I almost failed out of home-ec at my old school."
Omega Overlord. Or superjwren329. Either or.
James, Dorms.
Taking a second glance and noticing the decision of who he'd be with had already been made for him, James wasn't going to complain. All things considered, he could've ended up with far worse. Probably. Was still a bit too early to gauge people beyond the few small first impressions, well, most.
"W-Well, I-I'm sure we'll get along just f-fine." James nodded at Nikolai, giving a small but sincere smile, only to get startled by Mara and fidget.
"I-I, um, w-well, I w-was planning o-on staying h-here...and test..e-erm, training a bit t-to fill in time, but..." He started, hesitating on what to say before shaking his head at the thought and nodding. "A-Alright."
Edited by TheRealWren on Apr 13th 2021 at 6:24:29 PM
Hope you weren't expecting anything witty here. Maybe some day.
Tell Me, Have You Seen the Yellow Sign?
Dorms - Mitzi
"Oh, I... see." Mitzi held in a sigh, instead exhaling far too hard. Well, that's to be expected she supposed.
"You're a dwarf though," she said eventually responding to his other point. "Small and cute in the tales and histories. If a bit gruff. Good to know you can handle yourself though." She didn't have to ask if he or anyone would be willing to handle more than just themselves when Mara invited everyone. Even if they left her in the lurch, enough students going meant protection by numbers alone.
"And Mara," she went to the door to call after her classmate. "That's just what I was thinking. It'd be great to have you and the others along."
After a wave, she brought her head back in to shake it at Brokk's worry. "You don't need black tie, Brokk." She barely held in a laugh. "This is the kind of thing you can wear a sport coat over a polo for. I'm going to wear my uniform, but I don't think you can dance in plate armor." Mitzi sized the dwarf up a moment. "I do think you could clean up nicely in a sportscoat though. And maybe shaving..." Yeah, he would never do that. She still couldn't help suggesting he lose the beard to just to hear his reaction. Look with century eyes... With our backs to the arch And the wreck of our kind We will stare straight ahead For the rest of our lives
UFO: Unstoppable Force of Obnoxiousness
Lux - Dorms
Pollux let out a groan of frustration as he anxiously rummaged through his belongings, with the hope that he could find some casual clothes. Though, to be honest, it didn't look like his search was bearing any fruits. After a few minutes or so of fruitless searching, the nephilim gave up. He sighed in both exhaustion and exasperation.
"Well, this...this sucks!", he said as he lied on his bed, with a bummed expression and crossed arms.
But while he was sulking, someone knocked on his door. That someone - due to their voice - was revealed to be Mara, who apparently invited him to a class trip, with the promise of some new clothes...
After hearing that, Lux got up, giving the door a surprised look.
So they're going for a walk?
His surprised look became one of a tranquil, yet eager anticipation.
I guess I'll come with them...though I wonder what Lux-sized clothes they'll come up with..., he thought as he exited his room and headed to the living room.
Sweet dreams are made of this~ Who am I to disagree?
Up on Melancholy hill.
Nikolai
Nikolai was just happy to let people guide him about. He was used to people hAving better ideas than he did. It’s like his brother Sergei always said:
“You’re stupid, and a detriment. Listen to people and you’ll mess up less.”
Wise words!
He allowed Kaia to begin the process of guiding him out when the others made a commotion of where he was going or rather, who he was going with. Evidently Mara and Rab had a problem with Kaia which utterly baffled him, considering that Kaia was one of the nicest people there! But he wasn’t there to argue and noticed the decision was made for them.
And it looked like he was sharing a room with-
“First friend James!” He grinned with an excited jump. “Is destiny!”
Nikolai - Dorm
“What is?”
Nikolai had spent all of his life sleeping on rocks and sheets of sediment. So in his entire life he had never experience something as mind boggling as a bed.
He poked it. Pressed his palm against it and let it sink into the depths only to bounce back. His eyes narrowed dangerously as he tried to rack his mind as to what it is-
And then logic clicked and he snapped his fingers.
“If downsiders sleep on rocks then topsiders sleep on clouds!” He reasoned. Then his eyes went wide and shimmered with barely contained joy. “Nikolai gets to sleep on CLOUDS!” And dive bombed the bed in question, experiencing the single most comfortable thing in his life.
“First friend James! We have clouds! Truly we are blessed!”
A single eye poked out as Mara appeared and told him to come downstairs and go out with friends.
And if it meant making friends Nikolai was absolutely involved.
“Yes will come downstairs!” He repeat with enthusiasm as he waved at her. Then when she left he turned to James.
“What does she require fifteen of?”
Is it selfish that I'm happy as we pass the setting sun?
Omega Overlord. Or superjwren329. Either or.
James, Dorm.
The youth couldn't help but tilt his head at the mention of destiny as he organized and packed the few things he needed to.
It was wouldn't be too hard to explain. Although considering how...cheerful Nikolai was, James decided to just go along with it, a small smile.
"Y-Yes, they're c-certainly more comfortable t-than I'm used to. We're c-certainly lucky to have something l-like this, aren't we...?"
"A-And 15 minutes. Like, t-time. ...I-I think. 15 seconds wouldn't be very l-long to get ready. Um, d-do you have any way t-to tell the time or w-will we need to g-get you a watch o-or something...?"
Hope you weren't expecting anything witty here. Maybe some day.
Dario
"I dunno Izzy, do I look like a Dario to you? What would an Isabella even look like?" Dario swung his legs back and forth, tilting his head to the side and giving her a slanted smile. "Moreover, what would a Dario look like?"
When Izzy mentioned her family taking her to Disneyland and taking a lot of selfies and family photos, Dario felt a twinge of happiness. Photos helped people remember where they were before, like his own powers let him. But at least you could share photos with others. Good luck sharing memories without psychic powers or whatever.
"Oh, am I a photo guy? Nah, I just carry around this professional-level camera, try to take good photos and run a photo blog just for show." A cheeky smile betrayed him, if his clear sarcasm didn't. "Of course I'm a photo guy. I live for the perfect shot!"
Breath of the Sun
Brokk
"The day I shave my beard is the day Fenrir gets let off his leash." Brokk said, though he clearly wasn't offended at the suggestion. "Fair enough on the clothes, though. Didn't bring a tie, anyway, and making one last minute would've been a pain. And I can dance in full plate, for your information. Not comfortable, but doable."
Pulling out his more formal clothes, he set them on his bed for later, before checking himself in the mirror. Given the casual nature of their trip into town, he didn't see a need to change - jeans and a tee would work well enough. He did, however, produce a small comb from his pocket and run it through his beard a few times.
"I'll be waiting in the living room for everyone." He said, heading for the door. As he left he gave Mitzi a sly smile. "Don't take too long getting ready, Princess."
He walked into the living room, he nodded to Pollux. "Ey, Giant. I hear you might need help with clothes. No human store would have anything that fits you, but if you find something you like, I can refit it for you. Doubt anyone in this class does better needlework than me."
What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?
AKA Nixer
Dizzy
“Gotcha, sweetcheeks. Meet you there~!” Izzy absentmindedly saluted to Mara, before blinking as the door closed again and glancing over at Dario momentarily for confirmation of what the f$&% she'd just said.
“...oookay. Meant to say ‘duder’ like normal but... sure. ‘Sweetcheeks’ works too I guess...” she exhaled, lazily waggling her feet back and forth before hopping upright again and haphazardly unpacking her bag. “I dunno, Doorio. I think an ‘Isabella’ would look like a um... a-a princess? A ‘Dario’ would look like this big Italian dude with a big moustache— can you grow a moustache?”
She paused to look at him, eyes narrow with consideration before she slowly looked away again and considered her clothes.
...long-sleeved... short-sleeved... weird crop-top— why'd I buy that I don't even... shorts... maybe... sandals if it's not too cold out—
She turned around, looking at Dario and quirking an eyebrow for his opinion as she gestured towards her current attire. Simple shirt, skinny jeans, surfer's bracelets and a matching necklace.
Oh, and those goddamn pog-AF shades.
Couldn't forget those.
“Think I should dress up different for town, or what?”
bork
UFO: Unstoppable Force of Obnoxiousness
Lux - Living Room
Pollux, as he arrived at the living room, took a seat. The speedster was already there (naturally), and Brokk was seemingly coming as well.
He said that he could resize "normal-sized" clothes to fit the giant.
What am I gonna pick, though? Should I...just pick what's appealing to me, even though I might come out of this trip a fashion disaster?! Well, I am just picking some casual clothes, they won't be too flashy...
"So you do, uhmmm... clothes stuff too?", he enquired, turning to the new arrival, "Y-You sure are pretty versatile for a blacksmith..."
Sweet dreams are made of this~ Who am I to disagree?
Rab-Living Room
As the others drifted out, Rab was already slightly impatient. Keeping one eye on the room, he pulled out his phone and started typing up notes. First up were the names of his roommates and pertinent facts. Next was a list of the goodies around him and staff members. Mostly for his own edification and memory, but it couldn't hurt to send some of it (minus hero names-that was too personal) off to his friends and family to give them a heads-up about the new generation of heroes being grown here. With a final blur of thumbs (''So thankful for the reinforced screen) the text was done and sent.
Tucking the device away, he got up to restlessly amble around the common room. So big boy wants a custom job too? Makes sense. Maybe we should set up a business? or do heroes have a place they go for special work? Rab likewise wondered about the therapist Sue had mentioned. Do I need that? He pressed a finger against his head. It doesn't feel soft, but we didn't think Professor Insano was having troubles either. I mean, his real name was Insano, it would have been rude. Nevertheless, it might be useful, and he could add her name to the staff list.
Edited by Booky on Apr 17th 2021 at 9:12:30 AM
Mara Springwood
Around ten minutes later, Mara strolled out of her room, descending the stairs at a light jog. After a brief, half-hearted attempt at repairing her dress while still wearing it, she'd given up and decided to return to the project later that evening, when she didn't have more interesting things to focus on. Instead, she'd used the brief interlude to change into different threads, extracted from that same battered suitcase. It was the one she'd "made the jump" with, so to speak, and its contents were still largely the same as they had been when she arrived to this dimension several months ago. For some reason she couldn't articulate even to herself, she'd been avoiding unpacking the thing at her parents' house. She considered doing so here, but it still just...didn't feel right.
All this was to say, Mara arrived downstairs in a pretty timely matter, despite having changed and spend a good few minutes touching up her makeup in the communal bathrooms first. She was dragging Rosa along with her, an arm hooked around the other girl's elbow to lead her like she used to do with her friends back home. Seeing the assembled group, Mara grinned broadly.
"Look at you cats, all ready to ride! Gotta say, I was a little worried most of you were gonna flake, but I'm happy to be proven wrong. We got everyone? Still waiting on any slackers?"
Mara waited a moment for any sounds of dissent, and eventually nodded decisively.
"Well, hey, if everyone's ready, let's jam! Places to see, people to do, if you know what I mean."
AKA Nixer
Dizzy
Well, she'd ended up making a decision regardless—deciding to dress up differently for town in a T-shirt, light jacket, casual shorts, and a pair of sandals.
◊ She hoped it was warm. She hadn't really been paying attention to the weather, more towards making herself good.
She'd definitely succeeded on that front, as she felt a little more relaxed to feel the air on her skin. Otherwise she just flipped down her shades, grinning and giving a thumbs-up to Mara in response.
“I'm gonna go out and find some new shades, so you can have these back. You don't look the same without 'em. Good, still, but not the same...~”
Edited by Enirboreh on Apr 20th 2021 at 9:32:35 AM
bork
Surrounded by weirdoes
Lambert had managed to slip on a good white and purple t-shirt in the middle of things, and left the swords with Sue, with even a note asking her to take care of those. Until he can store them safely, he'd rather keep them under someone's watch if he can't have them in his possession. Making sure
"Well, this should be fun" He said out loud "I have not yet had the opportunity to really enjoy the city, so this might be quite the experience"
His wallet was on hand, at any rate. So, at least he could use it to give them a good time.
Wake me up at your own risk.
Dorms - Mitzi
I'm not surprised... These socials with the founder were mandatory even if they said 'voluntary'. You had to meet and kiss tail to get access. Or show up with alot of firepower.
Mitzi already had something prepared for the former. She was wearing it and it worked for Indiana Jones and Lara Croft. And it wasn't spandex. For the latter, twas a hummie city in this country. And she was her father's daughter.
Can't run in a dress like that... that might put them on guard more than showing up on a flyer already would... Yeah, Mitzi had spent most of the time the others were agonizing about roommates in front of the mirror that she'd rigged, with her tablet, to play dress up with her reflection.
"If I were to go into town..." she started, swiveling in her chair to face Brokk for the first time in awhile. "Do you know your way around?" Look with century eyes... With our backs to the arch And the wreck of our kind We will stare straight ahead For the rest of our lives