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hulk_ling ([personal profile] hulk_ling) wrote in [community profile] shieldacademyau2014-08-07 09:49 pm

Suite 12 - Back to School

Who: Teddy, Pietro, Sam, Daken
Where: Suite 12
When: The day after the mixer
Rating:PG-13 for boys being... well, teenage boys
Summary: It's back to school time! Time to meet those roomies again.



Teddy flopped on his bed the moment he finished unpacking. Damn, he missed this place. He didn't realize just how much until mid July. That's when the summer was starting to become unbearable and he was itching to just get back here. No one asked him questions, no one held anything over his head or told him he was an alien freak. He was around others just like him and that made such a difference that a weight felt as though it was lifted off of his shoulders.

He stared up at the ceiling for a minute, happy to see that his glow in the dark stars had made it through a summer of re-painting the dorms, before he stood up and walked into the common area. He sat down on the couch and fiddled with the tv, waiting to see which one of his roommates would show up first. Whoever it was, he was sure to lend a helping hand.

itsdesigner: (c'mon guys -_-)

[personal profile] itsdesigner 2014-08-09 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)
It was a little difficult to wrap his head around the concept of decorating, and, in all honesty, he didn't see why he'd want to do anything to the four blank beige walls. He humored Teddy though, picking up the list and pretending to scan it quickly before setting it down again. It wasn't like he had anything to use for decorating anyway.

"Thank you. Will come get me when we are to agree on the rules?" He asked, turning to sit on the bed, testing it out. "Which dormitory is the Hilton?"

And what about that dorm made it better than their's, if that's what Teddy was implying? Furthermore, he looked equally confused about the concept of home, but didn't question it.
itsdesigner: (you had me at cheesitums)

[personal profile] itsdesigner 2014-08-11 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
Of course, Daken took it literally, frowning slightly as he nodded.

"A tour? Of the campus? I don't think that will be necessary," He dug one of the Academy brochures out of his pocket, complete with a rudimentary map on the back.

"I don't 'play' any sports, no. I've been told I can do mixed martial arts and other kinds of fighting here, though," He swished his lips to the side in contemplation, "I'll probably just continue my training.

Can you fight? Or do you play a sport?"

His tone was ever so slightly condescending, but, in reality, he just didn't see any point, besides exercise, in playing games when you could be learning useful skills.