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

[adminfury]

[This is an open mingle log. You do not have to be part of the community to post in this thread. Consider it a test-drive of sorts to get your voice or meet new characters!]



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

[lefthandedgenius]

"I don't." she says succinctly. "I just think if you don't like your circumstances, you ought to change them, instead of being a jackass to the people who aren't at fault for where you are."

She assumes a hipshot stance. "Well? Go on. If you'd rather be in juvie getting those gorgeous cheekbones busted, you better get started, right?"

[abercrombiehood]

True facts, Roy is weak against pretty girls challenging him to do things and especially against sassy hips.

"I'm not just going to go punch someone because you dared me to."

[lefthandedgenius]

"Is that really the only thing you can think of that would get you in trouble?" Lydia drawls, casting her eyes heavenward. "Flip a table or something. God, I thought you were supposed to be an actual delinquent, not a juvie wannabe. Show some creativity, will you?"

She's teasing him now, a little. "The point is, like I said, if you don't want to be here, obviously you don't have to be. There are plenty of people here who do. Cleatly at some point you had an option and you chose this. So instead of being a jerk to everyone, take advantage of the opportunity. Try and get some friends, people who'll have your back. The only one who's going to make this place miserable for yourself is you. But I mean, if you honestly think state of the art tech, a swimming pool, a top notch athletic program, and better food than you're ever gonna find in any juvie hall is really worse than actually being in juvie? You're probably better off there. But I'm gonna bank on you not actually being an idiot. Go ahead though," she gestures vaguely toward him. "Prove me wrong."

[abercrombiehood]

Damn her and her speech that actually makes sense. He's not an idiot, despite the stupid things he's done. He's a kid with no one to check up on him, keep him in line, make him feel rooted down to anything and maybe a couple years ago, he would've taken her up on the offer. Reached out but he's learned the only person he can trust is himself. The only person worth fighting for is number one in the red hoodie.

"Are you paid to give peptalks or are you just bored? Cause I'm fine. I don't need you sticking your nose in my business like you know anything about me. What do you care what I think or do? You met me ten seconds ago."

[lefthandedgenius]

She eyes him like she's surprised he hasn't answered the question for himself. "I'm bored, obviously." she replies airily. "And you are fine, but what you're not is okay. Suit yourself, though. You seem happier being angry and miserable." With a shrug, she starts to walk away. With extra sass in her hips.