Whimsical Academy discussion
(Elizabeth, would it be possible to make a dorm for Alger?)
(It’s okay by me)“I’m uptight?” She started crying harder, “And an idiot?” Wow this guy knew how to talk to a girl. Sasha Chewed her bottom lip with worry, she didn’t know why he was so obsessed with insulting her, she was just trying to help. “I-I’m sorry,” She told him and put a hand on his chest, “I didn’t mean to be overbearing. My dads always saying I am,” she wanted to run off, leave him here, but that wasn’t nice either. She hiccuped and wiped her tears away, “Do you know how to talk to a girl? Are you quite sure you’re alright?” Of course he wasn’t, he was drunk, Sasha took a deep breath and held it in for a moment before slowly letting it swoosh out. “What do you mean you like girls? What? Are you saying you like me? You just met me.”
message alert! ( on Cole's phone )
Bailee Maximoff;
Hey, its me. Just wondering if you wanted to go to the gym now or later? I'm in dire need of a sparring partner. Alya is getting on my nerves again.
"No, dear, I didn't mean that," Cole soothed best he could. When she put a hand on his chest, warmth bloomed inside it, and he placed his own over hers automatically. "You're very sweet, not overbearing, but very sweet and feisty and it's very cute. You're cute and pretty," he whispered, leaning in for another kiss but remembering last minute what she'd said. "Yes, I do, I've talked to many girls, and I'm fine, always fine, just hate this place. And no, no, I like girls because they're fun, but you're different, very sweet." He smiled at her again.
A ding went off from Cole's pocket, and he clumsily fished his phone out with one hand. A message popped up onscreen, and it took him three tries to read it. And he had no idea what Bailee was saying; at least, he had half an idea. In his drunken state, he opened it and typed, drunk and confused, "Hi, lovely, laterr I m bizy. Tell Romanoff say hi."
message alert! ( on Cole's phone )
Bailee Maximoff;
Are you drunk again? You spelled most of those words wrong. Do I need to come and get you? And Alya is a bitch so I will not be telling her hi.
Admittedly, he was slightly irritated Bailee was interrupting his conversation with Sasha, if it even was a conversation. Sasha was just so warm."No I good. don t call her that, she's gonna murder u."
message alert! ( on Cole's phone )
Bailee Maximoff;
I don't care what Alya does to me. Im coming, where are you at?
Cole didn't answer; he didn't want Bailee coming in here and ruining his moment. For all she knew, he could be at a local bar. After all, he absolutely loved hanging out at those back home with his fake ID.
((lol. I mean she doesn't know that...I have a feeling when he and Sasha get together she will be even more sad))
Sasha looked at their hands that were currently together. His hand was so warm, she was about to love her hand, but he seemed pretty happy to stay like that, she left it there. She didn’t notice him texting, instead she concentrated on him, “Okay,” so it was all a misunderstanding?? She didn’t know, but he was drunk so she could give him the benefit of a doubt. “I think we need to speak when you’re sober,” she said with a smile, “I feel like that would go way better. Where is your room? Maybe we can get you there.”
"Sober? Sober sucks," he answered, knowing the beer helped him forget everything he hated in life, and everyone he disliked or who disliked him. "My room? It's...I dunno, in hallway with two others."
“Oh gosh, this is going to be harder than I thought,” She looked at him with concern. She needed to get him to a bed so he could sleep it off. “Where are we going to put you?” She asked, speaking aloud. “I mean I could take you back to my dorm... but I think my roommates would have a hard time with that. I guess we could just have you sleep here. But that means I have to stay out here with you too. And you’re being a little impossible right now,” She rose a brow, “Do you think we can sleep out here?”
"Yes?" Cole asked, and then shook his head. "No, it's good, we can go back to my room. I can, anyway, I'll go, come on." He grabbed her hand and then stood, shakily. "I can know what it looks like, my name's on the door, maybe?" He didn't know the number, but maybe he could recognize the outside.
He had grabbed her hand, she looked down at their conjoined hands and blushed deeply, “Um maybe we should just go back to my dorm. We can talk to my roommates and they can help us,” She didn’t want to go down the boys dorm hall without her dorm mates. This would be really awkward, but she’d do it so that he was safe, and not wandering on his own. “Come on,” She tugged on his hand, but put her other hand out in case he almost fell. “You’ll be okay, we’ll make sure you’re alright,” She smiled up at him, she wanted to help Cole, and maybe meet him when he wasn’t so drunk.
"Okay," Cole stated, and scooped his phone up. Oh, right, he had to text Wanda--no. Bailee. Not Wanda. "One second." He sloppily texted her back, finally, then slid his phone back in his pocket. "I'm fine, you're treating me like I'm five," he grumbled. But going to bed sounded good, escaping the world in a new way.His text to Bailee read, with absolutely zero context,: "Leaving w a girl, I'm fin"
message alert! ( on Cole's phone )
Bailee Maximoff;
what the fuck are you doing with a girl?! Your drunk for damns sake!
This time, when the phone went off, he was annoyed. For some reason, she was acting like Alya, and it pissed him off. So he ignored the ring.
“I want to remind you that you’re acting like you’re five,” She muttered as she held his hand tightly and started walking back towards her own dorm. “Who in the world are you texting? You do know you shouldn’t send drunk texts, right? At least that’s what I’ve been told,” She’d actually never drank a drop of alcohol in her entire life. (What if she used pixie dust on him? XD) “I think you should appreciate me a little more,” She added, wow this boy needed a lesson in manners, he had the worst manners she’d seen in her entire life. Sasha tripped over her own feet and went towards the ground, unfortunately for Cole this meant him coming down as well, they were both soon sprawled on the ground, her on top of him, somehow.
((aww that would be so funny))Cole gaped, shocked, too drunk to react well and for his reflexes to kick in, and his phone slipped and fell from his pocket as he fell. But when he saw what had happened, a smile broke across his face. Her face was so close to his, her nose, her eyes, her soft brown hair...wait, was it soft? He gently touched it. Oh, it was.
He smiled--she really was one of the prettiest, most feisty girls he'd seen. Somehow soft and spirited at the same time.
"This is nice," he whispered.
(Oh Cole, you be glad Kataera isn't in the dorm room)
(Cole is lucky there are a lot of the girls in this academy not around XD)The fall hadn’t been too bad since she’d landed on top of Cole, but Sasha froze when he began touching her hair. “Um...” She was a bit flabbergasted, he was really out of it. He had to be, he was fascinated with her hair. “I’m sorry for falling,” She whispered before scrambling back and standing up. “We should get going,” She reached down and offered a hand to Cole to help him up, “I do hope we can make it to the dorm without anymore incidents,” She told him, but really she was talking to herself at this point as Cole seemed to be out of it. “C’mon,” She pulled on his hand, then had a better idea, “Wait!” She let go of him and pulled out a handful of pixie dust and scattered it over Cole, “This will be much easier, though it won’t last too long, you’re not exactly from Neverland...” She then took the floating Cole by hand and pulled him easily through the air towards the dormitory.
((LOL if you mean Cal--))"Wh--what are you doing?" He gasped. "Oh, my gosh, you have magic? Hey, this is really neat, you're even better than I thought!" He closed his eyes--Sasha was giving him his own personal carriage ride, a nice sparkling bed, almost.
Sasha rolled her eyes, but kept going she soon came to her dorm building and pulled him in. “You and I are about to surprise our roommates... Well mine. And eventually yours?” The more she thought about it though, she wondered if she should just leave him on her own bed till morning? Surely she could bunk with one of her roommates until the morning. (I’m going to reply more in their dorm)
Rin walked down the hallways, apparently, she'd be dorming with a girl by the name of Abigail. She set down her bag next to a chair and took out a wet wipe, cleaning the chair before sitting down, swinging one leg over the other. Leaning back she took out her schedule from her bag and looked it over, it was going to interesting at this school.
"Perhaps U.A wouldn't have been terrible," she told herself, "Actually no it would be worse," she decided to stay steadfast to her original thoughts.
She did think that this school was weird, had they not heard of Japan, had they not heard of quirks. People in this country were so uneducated in her opinion, it frustrated her.
She decided to head to her dorm, looking at the paper in hand she looked at the two hallways on either side, then at the map on her paper. Rin grabbed her bag after wiping her gloved hands, most people would have called it pointless, but Rin had her reasons.
Following her map she made her way towards the girl's dorms, Rin walked proudly and with authority. She was confident, and her ego was huge, but not as much her intellect.
Rin was walking back from relaxing after her small conversation with Moko. She was irritable, and took calming breathes, till she was completely calm. Rin had been at the commons a few minutes before Markus entered and when she saw him, Rin gave him a glance then look back down at her hands. She was using her quirk on a hair pin.
"No, but thanks for asking," she said, no looking at him.
Rin's nose and mouth were covered by a white mask and her left hand a white glove which held the glove from her right. She also held a hair pin in her left, considering putting the glove back.
"I'm sitting, and relaxing," she states, "Is there a problem?" she asked him.
Rin was so annoyed with how everyone was bugging her, even Moko he could have simply ignored her and she would have done the same to him. At this point she was about to snap, the people that brought her here were idiots.
Rin took a silent deep breath, "No your fine," she said, her forced a smile on her face.
She crossed her leg over the other and looked at him,
"Why are you here?" she asked, curious why he was in the commons.
"First day?" she asked.
This was Rin's first day as well, so she was starting to relax slightly, not feeling like he was one of the students that had been here,
"Why did you come to this school?" she asked again.
Rin always had questions, and it was a surprise she never ran out.
Rin didn't say anything, but it sounded to her like a children's dream,
"Forced," she says simply, "I really don't want to be here," she adds.
"Yeah," "Maybe-" she said, she didn't think that would happen.
She really just wanted to get back to Japan and back to her small apartment and back to where she could do what she wanted.
"You fly a plane?" she said, raising her brows, she pulled her right glove on.
Rin froze, "I really didn't have hobbies," she said.
Not ones that were good atleast, she stole things, killed people, fought or ran. It filled up most of her time.
"You sure?" she didn't understand why this person was trying to help.
Rin had never had someone offer to help her with anything, and if they did they didn't ask like this, they were more aggressive.
Rin raised a brow, she sighed,
"What do you have in mind?" she asked.
Rin was curious what he thought she would enjoy Rin's interests were very different compared to most.
"Your talking to a germophobe," she said, and gave him a frown.
Rin shifted in her seat, she never was interested in food and always ate it prepackaged. The way her dad had given it to her.
At this Rin sat up straighter from her slouched resting position.
"Sure," she said, and actually sounded interested in the idea.
