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Of Monsters and Men [Modern Fantasy]

Odell is checking Thomas out while simultaneously loathing him. The sexually-frustrated contempt is real.

Of Monsters and Men [Modern Fantasy]

Odell ↣

@Mad Scarlet@Skai@Levythelevy@knighthawk

The club president explained the activities of the group to Odell, and as she spoke, he locked with her eyes which now noticeably changed from color to color. If he were not caught in that bizarre feat, he would have listened more intently, but alas, the wizard still understood the gist. "Oh! Cool, so you're like a 'let's hang out' type of club," Odell stated matter-of-factly. His voice picked up with a heightened, bona fide tone. "Well, I guess I'm down for that!"

The blonde photographer held her camera in front of her nonchalantly as a guy roughly their age came into the picture. He stepped in and out of some invisible frame around the booth, but the girl must have not aimed to snap a shot because she held it aside and went forth to write her information before the club president. So too did the other blond guy follow her to take a spot next to the booth, to the perturbation of the club president, whom he interrupted with a brief and concise declaration. That gaudy, overpriced piece of cardboard that he slid on the table confirmed Odell's somewhat assuming judgment that perhaps this guy was some wealthy snob or at least indiscreet.

Nonetheless, the club representative appeared to take it in stride and coped tenuously with the guy's relatively demanding and straightforward attitude as she repeated the same information like a mantra that she held onto for dear life. Odell pitied her even more. So many people already, and still another person showed up. This next bloke was, first of all, goddamn fine, like a male version of a pin-up model. Now, Odell could gather from appearances (and from that downright sleazy pass the guy made at the freshman girl) that the fine piece of meat who just presented himself before the group was an arrogant prick. Hot, like a well-cooked burger back home, but still one rude fellow. The man even had a matching voice. "Anybody got a pen?"

Odell thought for a moment, hesitated, maybe weighing whether or not he should even oblige this person's obvious self-entitlement that the arrogance exuded. Well, it couldn't hurt. It's just a stupid pen. He reached into his brown, leather messenger bag and sifted through its contents with keys jingling and papers rustling, and he pulled out a common signature pen, which he held upright at its end. "I have one if you need it," Mr. Dunkirk casually offered with a cheeky, not-flirtatious-nor-snarky smirk. But then the club president offered, and he quickly brought his down. "Nevermind, she's got it."

A brutish-looking guy's imposing presence stood over the group when the club president reached peak levels of discomfort, and he immediately took the reigns. He gave the same explanation of things that she had, but he did so with much more forceful and less flowery language and basically put an end to the chaos. Odell thought that he was being fair and reasonable about it, so he desisted and fell into line as the pace picked up again. Well, at least this club would finally add some flavor to his life. He'd been craving something a little more exciting.

Of Monsters and Men [Modern Fantasy]

This is an accidental post.

Starless

@Dextkiller: It's alright! Simple misunderstandings are easily overcome.

Edit: You're fine. You weren't being abrasive or scathing. :P

Starless

@Dextkiller: Hold your tongue. The characters tab is for accepted characters. They'll be under review for a bit. That's been standard since day one, and that rule isn't changing.

Of Monsters and Men [Modern Fantasy]

@Major Ursa: ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Of Monsters and Men [Modern Fantasy]

Are we going to see that little Google Doc get filled out?

(Don't mean to sound edgy or rude or anything.)

Of Monsters and Men [Modern Fantasy]

Odell ↣

@Mad Scarlet

Odell, in his approach, watched the redhead quickly become more and more anxious as he and other students encroached upon the booth. She played it cool with courtesy and smiles, but Dunkirk—and likely the rest of the 'audience' of sorts—found her agitation and paranoia apparent in the cadence of her timorous voice. A photographer similarly came to the booth, and just as Odell approached, the rep interjected before any picture-taking—"But first, let me give you and this other chap a handout!" "Greetings! Take a pamphlet and come to our opening meeting tomorrow evening!"—and another handout was quickly in sight. He tucked away the LGBT group's pamphlet with the other ones in his bag and grabbed Night Garden's with his free hand.

Those plans seem a little impromptu... Odell reasoned that the club rep was really just trying to salvage some sanity where it was not truly threatened. Her flustration was so brutally obvious in her quivering manner that he nearly pitied her plight, but he said nothing and did nothing and preferred to give her more space by drawing attention away from her anxiety. As Odell read the handout scrutinously, he mouthed its words on his lips, voice below a breath, and piped up with some offhand, perhaps pedantic commentary. Indeed, something was suspect about the club, and in the back of his mind, Odell wondered if he was really just joining some kind of cult. "People of the Night sounds a little ominous, don't you think?"

Something was off, but Odell couldn't, for the life of him, pick apart what it was. He inspected the paper closer and asked, "What sort of activities do you guys do?

Of Monsters and Men [Modern Fantasy]

Odell ↣

Odell stood by the LGBT group's booth with an assortment of brochures and pamphlets, tucked neatly under his left arm. They had assembled not long after he arrived at Hallesdale College's fair. He liked to think it was because he sought more involvement, but really he'd forget about most of them in the next day's hectic. Now, Mr. Dunkirk certainly did care at least some, but nobody could realistically pin any sort of responsibility on his flighty tendencies that followed him from boyhood to adulthood like a disease-ridden stray dog. Nonetheless, Odell would form a tenuous promise to attend the LGBT association's next meeting although, really, there were no real promises.

While Odell's eyes glossed over the latest tri-fold in his hands, the rep made some smalltalk. "Y'know, it's a little weird that the Night Garden is here."

"Wait, really?" Odell tore his mind from the paper. "Where?"

The rep shook his head in the direction of the off-kelter group, and Odell met eyes with an odd sight. He had only heard of the group in conversations with fellow students, and even then, all those mentions were just name-drops and no detail. The most Odell understood was that Night Garden met at some bookstore in town a lot. Beyond that, well, the group was just a part of the background noise on campus. It had no real significance as far as Odell was concerned, and their actual activities were a vaporous mystery. Weirder so was his distant gaze, and yet something was more peculiar about that ragtag group across the way, something drew his attention. He couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"Well, that's weird. Didn't think they'd ever open up. I wonder what's different this year." The rep mouthed some contemplative word of agreement, drawing on some air of curiosity, and Odell opted to abandon that booth and head for whatever he next saw that drew his attention. "At any rate, I'll see you..." His eyes dropped to the tri-fold for guidance. "...Thursday? Yeah. Well, I'll see you then!" And just like that, Odell's presence was absent from the booth and there on the trail for his next stop. His path took him further through the courtyard, and as he continued, the allure of Night Garden's booth became stronger and stronger.

Well, it's not a bad idea... He was almost there, a half-commitment to the goal. Odell Jefferson Dunkirk, for one of few chance moments, stopped in his tracks and pondered.

Of Monsters and Men [Modern Fantasy]

Lil' bit, I said. Gearing up to post, I said.

Okay, actually going to write a post now. Hope I'm not too late on the action.

Edit: Okay, if you want to drag the newbie Odell over to the crew, this is your chance, fam.