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7 yrs ago
Current Been practicing drawing for a few months now. Biggest tip I can give so far is copy, copy, copy. It really helps you learn the basics in a very hands on way,
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8 yrs ago
Finally caught up on Rick and Morty. Pretty good shit. It's not every day a cartoon reminds me of my existential crisis.
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8 yrs ago
The Boarder Patrol in Vermont has more important matters than illegal Mexicans. They have to stop the White Walkers.
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8 yrs ago
Unborn babies are essentially mech pilots, right?
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8 yrs ago
You know what's worse then radio Country Music? Country Music Radio hosts.

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Truly a patience worthy of a saint.
Alright, so feel free to have Roy respond to Alexander and also I left the ending open so that Roy may choose to follow Ava and ask her about douche bag Finnbar.
"They all look so lost, don't they." a young noble man said, approaching Ava. She sort of recognized him from the bus, but as none of the others on the bus were for socializing with her, it wasn't like she was keeping tabs on everyone. Adjusting the luggage strap on her shoulder, she smiled.

"Yeah, and ya might as well count me among them! Can't seem to find my room on this board." she said, motioning to the bulletin board. "The name's Ava Falke, nice to meet you Roy." She gave a small nod, as her hands were a little full at the moment. It was just then when a small group of noble children approached. They were lead by a tall, red haired man who scoffed when he saw Roy. "Great..." Ava muttered under her breath as they approached.

"Ava, my dear, what on Parele are you doing? Why is your servant here not carrying your luggage for you?! He should be beaten in the streets for such... wait a minute." The noble leaned in closer, almost as if he was inspecting a cattle rather than Roy. "Ahh, my mistake! You must be Roy Whitney from the Whitney family! Sorry, I tend to confuse low borns like you with commoners. Terribly sorry." he finished with a sly grin. Ava audibly sighed and turned to the young man.

"What do you want, Finnbar? Suppose you didn't come over here to be a gentleman and help me, did you? Or do you just love that voice of yours so much that you wanted to harass my ears with it?" she said, angrily. Alexander Finnbar simply laughed.

"Oh my, Ava you always have that spicy attitude of yours raring to go! I just simply thought someone of your stature would be more suited talking to the future Grand Admiral of our esteemed navy then some low born land owner. He may be no commoner, but he's still not fit to even lick the boots of people like us. Come now, I'll have my servant deliver your things to your room. Best not waste your time here with this man." he said, the posy that followed him giggling at Roy. Ava just simply shrugged, picked up her bag, and began to walk in the opposite direction.

"Hey Roy, let's go figure out this damn maze of a dorm." she said without looking back. A dumbfounded Alexander stood behind her, nearly still with disbelief, before scoffing and walking away himself. Before he left he spat in the general direction of Roy and muttered some insult under his breath.
Coolio! Post on its way. Expect it up tomorrow!
There, now you can approach Ava if ya want, or do whatever.
A bus rolled along the scenic countryside near the Academy. Aboard were the noble children who were coming to attend this school for their first year, on there way to their dorms. While on the face of the school boasts of mixing the social classes, one only needed to look a little closer to see how people were subverting that system. The commoner students were mostly forced to walk or find their own means of transportation, but a "private" bus service "offers" noble children a ride to the school from their homes and estates. That's why most children of nobles don't live in the dormitories, but rather just take their own personal transportation to and from the school, should the distance allow. Of course, not all noble children live close enough, so here they were, on their way to the dorms of the Avalian National Air Academy.

One such student of Ava Falke, daughter of Alex Falke, and currently too excited for her own good about today. Unlike nearly all her peers, she willingly chose to live on campus, taking this opportunity of independence as soon as she had gotten it. This was the beginning of her adventure, and it seemed almost childish to her to return home every night after going to the Academy. The bus arrived in front of the dorm building, almost just as the commoner students began to trickle in. Some showed signs of exhaustion, carrying their own luggage and personal items on foot, while some fared only slightly better. The noble children filled out of the bus, and followed by a few servants who began unloading the luggage for the "unfortunate" nobles who had to move into these sub par accommodations.

However, earning some stares from both the noble children and commoners alike, Ava walked off the bus duffel bag and suit case in hand. While the nobles sneered, they made no attempts at directing confronting her, as even they knew better then to go after the daughter of one the most famous heroes of the country. She confidently strides into the commons of the dorm, various students already mingling and checking the bulletin board for their room assignment, and then stood their blankly.

"Erm... shit, where was I supposed to go?" Ava thought to herself, glancing around confused.
Sure sure, I'll be posting fairly soon!
No problem, take your time, no pressure!
Feel free to post now if you want!
I was gonna start with the beginning of class, introductions with characters and such. Feel free to arrive at class and size some people up.
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