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Vera

Vera inconspicuously leaned towards Deborah, offering her ear as she scouted out the guy she was talking about. It hit her like a slap in the face when she realized it was Chris Deb was scoping out. Of course, he would just radiate his problems to her- Vera got stronger impressions from him as well. From what she remembered of him, anyway. She hadn't gotten very close to him since she saw him yesterday, but she wondered how much he had changed.

Vera nodded knowingly and gently rapped her fingers on the side of her mug. The Academy was pretty small, so word would get around fast about Chris. But maybe sliding Deb a little bit of information could make that work in Chris' favor.

"I know him, actually. Not the metal guy- the other one." Vera kept her eye on the two as they chatted over their breakfast. "His name's Chris. I met him my first year here and he was always super nice to everyone." Then some dude went over to the table and shoved Chris out of his seat. Vera winced. What was his damage? Then, naturally, Chris dumped a glass of juice on his head.

"I mean, he was nice when I knew him." She shrugged and drew a sip from her coffee. So much for giving him some good words. "He could still be, I guess. But I dunno. I haven't really spoken to him. Since he came back, I mean." Wow. Awkward. She cleared her throat and drummed her fingers on her mug again. Time to change topics.

"So, how've you been? How was your break?" Vera was genuinely interested in knowing, but it did work as a nice switch, if Deborah bought it. She took her eyes off of Chris and didn't see or sense him coming until his hand was hovering over her shoulder. The touch, as small as it was, washed over her a wave of feelings, all too fleeting to discern, but it had the same effect as dumping a bucket of ice water on her head. She jumped in her seat and blinked rapidly, twisting around to see who it was.

It took her a second to register and recover from the shock. A wide smile spread across her lips. "Yeah! It's me." She was surprised he remembered her. People she saw regularly in her hometown didn't remember her. "Of course I remember you, Chris!" Boy, he looked very different up close. Out of habit, she counted and calculated the ruggedness of the skin of his face and then some of the scarring on hand and- Oh.

"You have a cut on your hand," She stated. Vera thought she could do a little something to clear up his face and whatever scars he had. He was in desperate need of a haircut, too, but she knew her limits. "May I?" She offered her hand to him. "It'll help prevent infection," She added temptingly, giving her fingers a wiggle.

"Oh, and this is my friend Deborah," Vera said, inclining her head to the girl next to her.
*cough* Yeah. I'll get to that. Sorry for the hold up, Blaze.
Ethan

Ethan was always an early riser. It may have had something to do with his ability, since he did rise earlier during the summer and sleep later in the winter. When he got up, he quietly made his way to the bathroom for a shower and spent some time in there preening himself. He kept an array of potions, lotions and ointments to keep his skin healthy and smooth. Hopefully, it wouldn't be a problem for Felix if he kept his things out on the sink. Even though his roommate was sleeping, he quickly scurried in and out of the bathroom to grab his clothes with a towel held tightly around his waist.

For today, he decided on a mustard yellow sweater vest and a short-sleeved light blue button-up. Then khaki shorts. He didn't like showing his legs, but in the spirit of the first day at the school, he thought to dress in more mobile clothes. The buzz of his phone on the nightstand brought him out of the bathroom to read the text. Vera. Oh. Of course. He replied with a brief "Good morning" message as well and went about the rest of his morning routine.

He was standing in front of his drawer debating over what tie, if any tie, to wear when the siren went off. Ethan nearly leapt out of his skin. God, he hated that blasted thing. Who would want to wake up to such awful noise? But his roommate was up now.

"Good morning," He chimed, turning to offer Felix a smile. But then his sour comment quickly wiped away the expression. Ethan swallowed thickly. He must not be a morning person. No matter. Maybe a shower would wake him up.

Ethan sat on his bed and quietly waited for Felix to return. He decided against wearing a tie. It might give off the wrong impression about him and it was all about first impressions today. He straightened up when Felix came out of the bathroom and forced a smile onto his face.

"Hey, Felix. Did you want to-" The door shut and Felix was gone. Ethan frowned deeply. He really must not be a morning person. That was unfortunate.

On his own now, Ethan left for the cafeteria and got in the buffet line. By the end, a well-balanced meal of tea, eggs, toast and Canadian bacon, but, much to his dismay, nowhere to sit. There was the intimidating Latinos speaking an equally intimidating new kid. Then some folks he recognized, like Dana, but she was sitting with some- um. Somebody. But to his relief, he finally spotted Tess having breakfast with someone he didn't recognized. She seemed amiable enough, so he made his way to their table. Initiating conversation was never a strong skill of his, so he hovered a few feet from the table, debating his entrance, before taking a few steps closer to appropriate conversational space.

"Um, hi. Sorry to interrupt. Also, good morning," He began just over the din of the cafeteria, "M-May I sit with you?"
Yeah, I don't think Rankings is a good idea at this point. I feel like it would bruise some egos. I don't mind it being vague, like, "so-and-so is one of the top fighters, etc.", but going beyond that could be asking for trouble.
I tweaked some things in Vera's sheet. She's been a student for twelve years now, instead of six. In case anyone was curious.
Vera

Getting to sleep was a struggle. For Vera, it was always a bit of a challenge trying quiet her mind long enough for exhaustion to take over, but with Amanda's snores ripping through the silence like a chainsaw, it was practically impossible. Still, she dozed in an out of consciousness the whole night until she decided enough was enough and got herself out of bed a little more than an hour before the siren went off. Quietly, she got dressed and wandered around campus by herself for a while, the scenery easily occupying her maybe a half an hour, and came back to freshen up.

She reclined on her bed and shot out a text to Ethan. She figured he would be awake by now and, in a few moments, she received a response. A small smile pulled on his lips. Then she busted out a book and started reading for the remainder of her time. She didn't know what to expect of Amanda, but her boisterous and slightly maniacal way of waking stunned her. "Good morning?" Vera could only watch with a completely puzzled look on her face as shouted, struck a pose, and shouted some more. Quickly, she averted her eyes when she dropped all her clothes. Amanda might not have cared if she saw her, but there were some images she could do without.

Boy-Girl. Very original. The name didn't get a reaction out of her. "Bye," She said with a half-hearted wave and returned to her book. Personally, Vera wasn't much of a breakfast person, but she would go if not just to catch up with some friends. With that thought in mind, she closed her book and set out for the cafeteria. Yesterday served as a firm reminder of climate on the island and she dressed more accordingly this time. A thin, dark blue t-shirt with short sleeves adorned her figure along with a pair of jeans. She liked the shirt because it matched her hair, but it made her silhouette more feminine than she liked.

Once she got to the cafeteria, she skipped the buffet line and went straight for the coffee. The thought of eating so early made her stomach churn, but a hot mug of dark roasted coffee was right up her alley. Her eyes scanned the tables for some familiar faces. It was crowded enough for her to have to make a couple of passes for spotting anyone, but she saw Deb, Tess and Dana. But way in the corner, she thought she saw Chris, but there were two one-armed guys off in that corner.

She made up her mind and took herself, and her coffee, to Deborah.

"Morning, Debs," She greeted warmly. Wait, she knew that look on her face and the distinct flavor of curiosity in the air. Reflexively, she pulled back as much a she could, giving Deborah her privacy, but now she was curious too. Vera lowered herself into the seat beside her. "You see anything... interesting lately?" Vee wasn't one to spread gossip, but she knew that sometimes it could be too good for someone to keep to themselves.
I have classes now, but I figure as long as Oliver and Todd, Ethan and Felix have met, we can time skip. Though, personally, I'd like to put a neat little bow on that interaction to wrap it up a little more nicely this afternoon.
Oliver

The Academy was stunning. An island paradise. Absolutely everything he could have asked for, aesthetics wise, and then so much more. The boat ride over was less than glamorous, more for the occupants than the boat itself, and then the assembly began the seemingly endless parade of rules, obligations and restrictions. As if they could stop him. Oliver was of the mind of doing all the drugs, sex and drinking he wanted to whenever he wanted to with whomever he desired and he was a man of varied tastes, particularly when there was an authority challenging him not to indulge himself.

He found some people to talk to, some nondescript returners who were eager to know where he came from. Naturally, he became as vague as possible, leaving only vague hints just so he could hear them beg for more information and get frustrated with his elusiveness. When that got boring, he moved on to the Administration Building to get his room assignment. His only wish was that his roommate wasn't a complete stiff. It was no fun to hang out with people who didn't want to have fun.

When he asked who his roommate was, the receptionist handed him the envelope and pointed to the corner of the lobby. Fortunately for him, one Todd Thompson was the lingering type. He certainly looked spooky standing off like that, but Oliver wasn't about to let himself be intimidated. Already, he was convinced he would win him over.

"Hey, you're Todd?" It was more of a statement than a question. He stuck out his hand. "Oliver Long. Looks like we're roomies, roomie." A grin spread across his lips and he looked him over, sizing him up mostly. "This your first time here, too?"

Vera

When Sam flickered, Vera blinked vaguely wondering if she had begun to hallucinate. What cruel irony that would be; A healer falling prey to some incurable genetic mental disorder. Then he vanished completely, so completely that her eyes widened a fraction in surprise at who she could barely sense his presence. Out of curiosity, she reached out to the space beside him where he had been and searched for him only to find the barest traces of his self-assurance and amusement. She didn't have anything to say to that. Maybe he would stand a chance against Valjean.

Once they made it to the Administration building, she searched around for Ethan as Henry went on with his usual speech and spotted the boy between Morrison and some other bloke she didn't recognize. Unbidden, a smile came to her lips and she watched him, waiting until she caught his eye, to give him a little wave with her fingers. The smile widened when he returned her wave and visibly flushed pink from his head down to his neck.

The snapping of claws successfully snagged her attention again only to find Henry was going off on protocol again. She zoned out once more, her eyes scoping out the new and returning students moving about the lobby this time. Absently, she realized she would have to track down her roommate at some point. Historically, she had decent luck when it came to roommates, but she was always a little apprehensive each year. Luck only lasted for so long. Her attention returned to the group when someone said her name. She looked around to Sam and put together that he was saying goodbye to her. "You can call me Vee," She said, flashing him a grin, "I'll see you around." To rest she said, "Later." and made her way to the front desk.

The exchange was quick and in moments she held a key and the name of her new roommie. Amanda Blackmore. Blackmore. Right. She heard a thing or two about Amanda, but she wouldn't let gossip cloud her judgment. She threw a look around the room just in time to see Amanda leave with a younger girl, presumably a new student. She reacted quickly. "Amanda!" She called and threw herself into a quick jog to catch up to her. "Hey! Amanda!" Vera slowed down as she neared them and put on a polite smile for her roommate. "Hey, I'm Vera- Your roommate. It's nice to meet you."

Ethan

"Yes..." Ethan was a little slow to react to the hand, but put his own warm hand in his and gave it a light squeeze. "I'm Ethan. It's nice to meet you, Felix." He seemed alright, but strangers, regardless of who they were, instilled a strong hesitance in him. He shot a look back to Morrison and hastily introduced them. "Um, this is my f-friend, Morrison," He said, stepping out of the way for Felix to see him fully. It wasn't like Ethan covered him much. The Cajun easily towered over them both.

That was when he felt the slight tingle of someone's eyes on him and he looked and saw who it was and subconsciously held his breath. Vera. Oh. He tentatively returned her wave as heat crept up his neck and into his face. Oh, god. There was no point in hiding it. Just thinking about it would only make it worse. Sharply, he looked away and planted his arms firmly by his sides.

"So, um, I- uh, haven't gone to get my key yet...." His fingers pestered the hem of his sleeves again.
Same. I'm putting one together right now.
No, actually. I came up with the character concept and kinda tacked a name on him that I thought was a slightly uncommon cat name. And one that started with O since I don't have any characters whose name starts with O. Completely forgot about that movie.
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