[center][hr][hr][img]http://i.imgur.com/xYKmI37.png[/img] [img]http://i.imgur.com/ZHwgmCu.png[/img] [img]http://i.imgur.com/EX5pgzP.png[/img] [hr] [img]http://i.imgur.com/ohN70Pp.gif[/img] [img]http://i.imgur.com/CYTUt0Z.gif[/img] [b]Location;[/b] Edge of the roof [b]Interacting With;[/b] Briefly with Gia [sub]([@lovely complex])[/sub], With each other [sub]([@SomewhatAverage])[/sub] [color=868324][b]Mood;[/b][/color] Impressed -> Mischievous-> Relaxed -> Confident -> Sick -> Unsure [color=662d91][b]Mood;[/b][/color] Suprised -> Confused -> Chill -> Happy [/center][hr] Lucas turned around when he heard Jackson. He was rather surprised that his shadow of a roommate suddenly stood there. Was he so drunk already that he completely missed him? [color=662d91]"Didn't expect to find you here."[/color] he simply said. Jackson was one of the few Lucas could get along with. To an extent. Turning her attention toward the quiet fellow, Gianna let her gaze scan his face and down his figure like a lioness prowling around her dinner, “[color=b53389]That's a mighty fine talent you have.[/color]" She tilted her head as their eyes locked. His expression looked like it could be easily misunderstood, his posture and mannerism could be overlooked by many, and his aura had a mysterious allure to it. He was an intriguing specimen to say the least. As he smiled, she decided to approach him, removing nearly all space between them. Returning the smile, while being inches away, her gaze softened so that she wouldn't come across as overly intimidating, “[color=b53389]I don't think we've formally met. You're Lucas' roommate, right? It's nice to finally meet you.[/color]" Resting one of her hands on her hips, she chuckled, “[color=b53389]As much as I want to stay here and chat, I'm [i]thirsty[/i]. I'll leave you two to your own devices.[/color]" Getting closer to Jackson's face, as if they weren't already close enough, she whispered, “[color=b53389]I hope you do come find me later. I'd love to get to know you - one of the few heroes my best friend can tolerate.[/color]" Leaning in closer, Gia gently kissed his right cheek, letting the touch linger for a moment. Dismissing herself with a kittenish giggle, she left behind her intoxicating scent (no, she wasn't using her powers). Obviously, the villainess was enjoying herself. Before she walked up the stairs, Gia touched Lucas' shoulder and gave him an expression that said: [i]have fun[/i]. "[b][color=868324]Well, she is certainly... interesting, to say the least,[/color][/b]" Jackson pondered as Gianna left the doorway and entered the party. She had what could be described as a confident swagger, as if she was able to take control of whatever situation she put herself in. She was definitely not what he had expected, but she was correct about one thing: he would like to go find her later. Turning to Lucas, he spoke with an excited air, "[b][color=868324]Alright, weird conversational gestures and totally-not-creepy stalking aside, I hope you're ready to party. I'd imagine that Avalon and Samantha will be far too busy dealing with Gianna to even notice us for a while, so I suggest that we make the most of it.[/color][/b]" He found the doorway and entered, suddenly feeling as though the party was about to become much more fun. Lucas looked rather suprised at Jackson. Did he just suggest to pull some joke? He couldn't help but chuckle for a moment. [color=662d91]"I got a plan."[/color] He grinned at Jackson, as he pulled the bottle of rum from his backpack. [color=662d91]"That punch is going to be way too soft. How about we spice it up a little? But a Delphina near that punch table this early will rouse suspission. You think you're up for it?"[/color] he asked Jackson, handing him the bottle. Not knowing that Gianna already added some. Jackson took the bottle tentatively, not having had much alcohol before. Still, he considered that if there was a time for a stunt like this, how could he possibly pass it up? With a plan quickly forming in his head, he replied, "[b][color=868324]Did you really just ask me that? Man, the rest of these guys won't even know I was here.[/color][/b]" Snapping his fingers for some extra effect, he proceeded to stop time once again and make his way over to the punch bowl. Weaving through the frozen crowd, he arrived at the table and opened Lucas' bottle. He tried to figure out how much he could pour in without anyone noticing the difference in taste until he finally muttered, "[b][color=868334]Screw it! This is a party, for crying out loud![/color][/b]" and dumping half of the bottle into the mixture. Finishing off his work, he sampled the creation and found that while the rum definitely was evident, the punch still tasted pretty good. With that done, he took two cups and filled them to the brim of the fruit punch that certainly contained more punch than fruit and made his way back to where Lucas had been standing. Starting time again, he held a cup out to his roommate in celebration. "[b][color=868324]Cheers![/color][/b]" he shouted and drank from his own cup, letting the atmosphere of the party absorb him. He had no idea how the cup got in his hand. Did Jackson somehow teleport or something? He joined in the cheers, and took a gulp from the cup. Immediately feeling the burning sensation of the rum. [color=662d91]"Holy hell!"[/color] he exclaimed, coughing a little in surprise. The rum certainly did its job, upping the alcohol concentration quite a bit. But the punch and fruit still kept it sweet. A dangerously addictive combination. He laughed when he realized just how unhinged the night could become. With a bit of luck, the DJ wouldn't even care just how loud she played the music. "C'mon, let's take a seat." he said, walking up the edge of the roof, sitting on the tiny wall. "Tell me man, which girl are you trying to get drunk on this party? Because obviously you got plans too." he joked. Taking a small sip from his cup. "[b][color=868324]What? How could you possibly suggest something like that?[/color][/b]" Jackson said with as much sarcasm as he could put into one sentence. Truthfully, he hadn't made plans regarding pursuing any romance tonight, but he kept himself open to the possibility. "[b][color=868324]I think I'm just gonna see where the night takes me. Whether I end up in someone else's bed or in a ditch on the side of the road, I doubt I'll regret it,[/color][/b] he continued, taking another sip of the drink in his hand. "[b][color=868324]And what about you? I'd imagine that the ladies won't be able to get their hands off of you pretty soon. Anyone in particular you're hoping to spend the night with?[/color][/b]" he joked, giving him a punch in the shoulder, as if conveying a message, saying, [i]You better head out to the dance floor and get them![/i] [color=662d91]"Don't lie to me. You want Gia."[/color] he joked, returning the punch. [color=662d91]"Everyone wants Gia. That's her speciality."[/color] But he did ponder on Jackson's question. "Nah man, nobody special. At least not here." he looked calm for once. The question brought up memories. Some good, some bad. [color=662d91]"Anywho."[/color] he shook his head, returning from his own mind.[color=662d91] "Man, you live literally in the same building where the party is. If you end up in a ditch, it's because you [b]want[/b] to end up there. And for me well. Instead of attracting ladies, I hope I can dodge a few."[/color] a sly smile formed on his lips as he brought up a few pics on his phone. Avalon's room, and the artwork that became her clothes. [color=662d91]"Someone from Delphina did that."[/color] he smirked. [color=662d91]"Of course they're going to blame me, though. They always blame me."[/color] his voice still sounded happy. Even when he talked about the blame. He was used to it after all. Besides, it was really him. "[b][color=868324]Hmm... Well, that's a shame. Not sure why they would accuse you without any evidence or anything,[/color][/b]" Jackson replied. Still, whoever had pulled all of that off was someone Jack wanted to shake hands with. Or possibly avoid, considering whose room it looked like it was. Taking another sip of the punch, he stood up and stretched his legs before quickly sitting back down. He didn't think that he had added too much, but after a few sips, he was already feeling dizzy and lightheaded. Maybe someone had already spiked the punch? He hoped not, considering how the only thing worse than a prank not pulled is a prank pulled twice. He didn't say this to Lucas, instead asking a different question. "[b][color=868324]What you said earlier, about me wanting Gia... Was I making it that obvious?[/color][/b]" Immediately feeling a bit of tension, he continued. "[b][color=868324]I mean, I'm not too sure whether I want to get to know her, um, platonically or not, I guess. But if I did, I know she's the sort of girl who's been with plenty of guys. Do you think she'd really go for someone like me?[/color][/b]" Jack put his head in his hands for a few moments, either due to embarrassment or the headache he was starting to get from drinking so much punch. Still, he took another sip, if only to keep himself from talking anymore. Is this guy really this gullible!? Of course they blamed him, they blamed him for everything because he really did do everything. The evidence they required was literally on his phone. No other Delphina student, with the exception of Keats, knew about the room trashing. Well, at least for now. This popped an idea in his head. Delphina, like many other groups, had a social media group. A sort of blog everyone could dump their stuff on. Be it juicy gossips, questions or even threats. It was completely anonymous. Which made the system so much more fun. He send a few pics through with a description. None of Eliana or Avalon's room. Most pictures were ofSamantha's rooms. Tomorrow morning those pics would be up for all Delphina to see. And to speculate over who did it. Lucas took a sip in victory. [color=662d91]"I have yet to find a person who doesn't want Gia. I mean, don't get me wrong, there are people who don't like her. Obviously. But secretly every guy wants to be with her. Ain't going to happen for longer than a night, though."[/color] He looked over at Jackson, who looked a bit flustered. [color=662d91]"If you're thinking long term with her, forget it. Not going to happen. Don't even try it. But if you want a fling for the night, well then you just have to make yourself interesting. Chat with her. Flirt with her! But don't make yourself too easy. She loves the hunt too."[/color] The way he talked, he wasn't describing anything romantic. But that was the reality of Gia. Jackson's face fell with Lucas' advice. He couldn't imagine having a fling with anyone, much less someone who he barely knew like Gianna. He wondered for a moment of he had any chance with actually taking her out, getting to know her better, but he doubted it. Perhaps her reputation preceded her, but he didn't think that Gianna's idea of a night out was much more of, well, a night in. Taking another sip of punch, he realized that he had drained the entire cup. Scowling, he set the cup on the floor and sat in silence for a moment. He had never slept with anyone before, and he wasn't entirely sure that it was a step that he wanted to take just yet. Maybe he could go after her regardless? Making a decision, he turned to Lucas and laughed, "[b][color=868324]You know what? I'm only young once, and if I'm gonna make a mistake in my love life, I might as well get it over with now.[/color][/b]" He stood with a new confidence and continued with a smile, "[b][color=868324]Maybe I don't have a chance with Gianna, but damn it, I'm gonna try![/color][/b]" Pumping a fist in the air, he turned to head off of the roof and into the party to see where she might have gone. A movement quickly interrupted by a sudden pain in his stomach. Starting to panic, he looked at Lucas and stammered, "[b][color=868324]I guess I never told you that I can't hold my liquor at all, did I?[/color][/b]" Those were the only words that he was able to get out before he sped to the edge of the roof and emptied his stomach off of the balcony. Lucas jumped aside. He knew he wasn't going t get hit by the puke, but never the less he did it. [color=662d91]"Eww dude!"[/color] he yelled, out of surprise. But then he stood there, sort of numb for once. After that, he just descended into pure laughter. [color=662d91]"Damn it man! Have you actually ever drunk rum before!?"[/color] he exclaimed, through his laughter. The situation would be far less funny for Lucas if he wasn't buzzed already. But the 3 shots and the few, tiny sips of the rummed punch took their toll. [color=662d91]"Listen man."[/color] he began to say, trying to breathe normally again. [color=662d91]"You want her now for sure."[/color] He pulled a tiny tin box from his pocket, took out a white pill and handed it over to Jackson. [color=662d91]"Mint. Will make your breath fresh again."[/color] he smiled. Time to wingman his roommate. He knew that he should have felt disgusted or ashamed after something like that, but he couldn't help but feel excited. It was almost like he was finally was part of the party! Jackson turned to Lucas and accepted the mint, already feeling better as he popped it into his mouth. "[b][color=868324]Thanks, man. Um, that was really weird, sorry, but I think I'm ready.[/color][/b]" Jackson pulled on a smile and turned once again to the party, hoping to actually work up the nerve to talk to her. Suddenly, a thought crossed his mind. A small one, but it was enough. [i]Jack, you're drunk, you're sick; under no circumstances should you be going to seduce a girl.[/i] It was enough to stop him in his tracks and make him wonder. Should he really be trying to go after Gianna when he was in a state like this? Maybe she was used to it, but it almost felt... below him, somehow. He slowly turned back to Lucas, not sure what he wanted to say, but he started talking anyway. "[b][color=868324]Listen, Lucas, thanks for all the help, man, but I'm not feeling so sure about this. I'm not chickening out or anything, I just need a bit of time to think about it.[/color][/b]" And everything that he said was true. He might try and take a shot with Gianna, but he wasn't sure if he wanted to do it tonight, much less if at all. He walked back to the party to find somewhere to sit down and think on what the hell he should do. [color=662d91]"Take your time. You don't have to decide just yet. There will be plenty of shots int he future."[/color] Lucas assured his roommate.He then followed up with: [color=662d91]"Well, I'm going to do something I intend to make a tradition of for as long as this school stays joined. I'll catch you up later!"[/color] And he walked off towards a shady corner of the roof.