[Mingle-Log] Only non-alcoholic beverages in the punch bowl...

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SHIELD Academy
Open House
Everyone is congregated in the spacious auditorium of the SHIELD Academy. The noise level is probably a decibel below deafening and the lights are probably a little dimmer than what might seem normal for this time in the evening, but it doesn't seem to bother anyone as they just carry on. There are banners strewn about welcoming all first years to a new chapter in their lives while others welcome the others back for another year at the Academy. Refreshments are served up on stage while other tables set up around the massive room are home to pamphlets and flyers for clubs and classes. Special electives and advertisements for training sessions are also littered amongst the tables.

Make a few friends, find old ones, look into clubs that catch your interest. This is open house for all returning students and prospective students, so hang out, hit up others and just mingle!

Comments

[abercrombiehood]

He should have gone to juvie.

It's really a feat to look so disgusted and irritated with all the people and flyers and chatter within twenty seconds but look at him go. Look at how he would literally rather be anywhere else in the world right now. Going to some fancy high school, that was stupid. He should have taken his chances in prison.

Though-- Roy clenches his fist at his side, pushing his nails into his palm until the skin there is white and indented. And then he watches it fade back to normal within seconds, not minutes like it would take a normal person. He swears he can feel his new strength just waiting in his fingertips and he's reminded why this was a better idea. It'd be easier to escape from this place than a padded cell in lockdown because he nearly killed another kid with his bare hands.

Roy pulls up the hood on his red hoodie, stuffing his hands into his pockets and generally trying to make himself look as unfriendly as humanly possible.

Jane Foster || MCU

[pocketphysics]

[Jane's trying to check out the new clubs and scope out who came back and who's new and also not get stomped on or tripped over. Not her fault she's barely over five feet!]

Darcy Lewis | Marvel

[incomingsass]

[Darcy is a bright eyed and bushy tailed first year!!! She is eagerly taking in all of the surroundings as she enters the auditorium, trying to map out the best path to get everything she wants accomplished.

She moves from table to table checking out all the clubs, stuffing pamphlets and flyers into her messenger bag to organize by her level of interest when she gets back to her room. She's excited to get involved in as much as she can handle, making sure to say hi to anyone and everyone she crosses paths with. She's putting in extra effort to make a good first impression, knowing her mouth tends to get her into more trouble than it's worth sometimes... But only sometimes.]

Sif | MCU

[prevalkyrie]

[ It's Sif's senior year at the Academy, which actually has her a little nostalgic as she steps into the auditorium for the start of her last year. It's not as overwhelming and confusing as it had been at the start. Granted, Midgard can still be terribly confusing and strange, but she's adapted well to the strangeness, even come to cherish it.

And she could admit to herself that she missed it. Spending the past summer with the Valkyrie had been fascinating and exciting and adventurous, but there was a little part of her that had admittedly been feeling more and more at home and welcomed in Midgard after the past few years. She'd certainly found herself growing fond of the place.

To anyone who knew her before, there's a subtle difference about her as she moves among her classmates today. There's more of an air of confidence about her, a surety that she's lacked in previous years. The summer training with the female warriors has helped her grow into herself and much of the awkward clumsiness and uncertainty that haunted her moments in previous years isn't as much in evidence now. She's always been polite and respectful, however, and that remains unchanging as she greets her fellow students and catches up with acquaintances, as well as happily looks to make new ones as well. ]

Kevin Tran | Supernatural

[vates]

Even though he's not technically a freshman, being a second year transfer and all, Kevin's sure he's wearing that New Guy sign on his back as he makes his way through the auditorium, looking at the different displays and trying to get a picture of what kind of school this is, and what kind of lives people have here. Kevin's not exactly a normal student anymore; he's fluent in more than a handful of languages at this point, even though he still gets a headache when he tries to speak some of them.

He's cautiously optimistic about being here, but also afraid; this is probably going to be all new territory, and at home, he knew what to expect out of school. Here, he's going to have to learn it all over from scratch, and what if he can't climb to the top again?

He turns around from looking at the Magical Studies table so he can move onto the next, but instead he runs right into someone.

"Oh, sorry. Um, it's dark in here."

Usagi Tsukino | Sailor Moon

[poundingmochi]

The party was already well under way by the time Usagi found herself, never mind how, walking through the door.

Looking around enthusiastically at all the students and tables, ideas flitted through her mind at a rapid pace; thoughts of future boyfriends, gal pals, wild successes at various clubs which she saw promoted throughout the hall. All these notions however breezed right out of her head as quickly as they had come when she laid eyes on the refreshment table.

She now had but one purpose- to make her way, as quickly as possible, to that table and consume all it's contents. Gracelessly she began squeezing through the crowd, angling for the table, looking quite ridiculous all the while, not paying too much attention as she bumped into first one student than another, occasionally tripping over their feet.

When at last she reached the table she ate no less than 6 cookies, 4 doughnuts and 3 cupcakes before pausing a moment to wipe her mouth on a paper napkin. Ready to start on round two, she absentmindedly tossed the napkin behind, not noticing as it whacked the passerby firmly in the face.

Phil Coulson | MCU

[superteen]

Phil joins a lot of clubs and while he's not the most outgoing guy at school, he does try to make a solid effort to be friendly to everyone he comes across, so he spends his time between a few different clubs' tables and the refreshment area, smiling shyly.

He's looking forward to meeting new students and greeting old classmates, because he's really not one for making enemies. This school has been good to him and he works hard, both in his classes and to give back to the place that's given him so much.

Crowley | Supernatural

[youngdevil]

This is Crowley's last year here and he's going to make it count. He's spent a lot of time learning skills that he hopes will help him survive after school, even if he's still not entirely sure why this school wanted him so badly in the first place.

He doesn't go home over the summers, because as far as he's concerned he's got no home to go back to, though somehow the school's found out about that, too, and he hasn't had to try to make it entirely on his own.

Still, this place is full of people who take all of it for granted and who are, frankly, not worth Crowley's time. He pretends, though, and he plays nice, because it serves him well to. He's only got one more year of the protection this school has afforded him and after that, it'll be on him to figure out his own life.

Walking around the dim room, he grins at anyone he makes eye contact with, quick to look for useful personal connections or even just entertaining morons.