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Post by Aroneia Carrigann on Feb 8, 2019 3:48:02 GMT -4
Not even twenty four hours after she arrived on U.A. grounds, there was already a giant festival happening. What a bitch to deal with. Honestly, why couldn’t they do this at the end of the year, instead of in the middle? Whoever coordinated this shit was an idiot, and that was all Aroneia could think of as she walked through the festival’s main area; she was surrounded by hundreds of people, from Heroes, to Students, to Children. She despised it. Not necessarily the people; only the fact she had to be here. Her roommate hadn’t been in the room once she got there, she could only assume that she was out here. At least she cleaned the room before she got there, it was worth thanking her for.
Having been dressed in clothing that was in no way fitting for the current weather, nor the event, she was wearing rather simple attire; only a red tank top and navy jeans, rather than the student uniform she was supposed to be wearing. She’d occasionally and accidentally bump into a few random festival-goers, most of them just random civilians that didn’t really know anything about the school; they were just here for a party. The main challenge here would be finding Arisu, but at least she knew what the girl looked like thanks to that group chat or whatever the fuck it was she was in that she couldn’t fucking leave.
But after a few moments of searching around with a less-than-friendly expression on her face that carried a sense of intimidating rage, not to mention the girl’s rather toned physique and glowing veins, people started to clear away from her a little further, as they could nearly feel her sheer, unadulterated anger. It was only half-purposeful, as she didn’t mean to ruin anyone’s fun or draw attention to herself, she just didn’t want people to mess with her. Walking around a bit more, she’d quickly notice a head of hair that she recognized; it was from Arisu’s profile picture in the chatroom. It was, by all accounts, identical. It was easy to assume that it was her, though Aroneia would make sure, so she could avoid talking with dumbass she didn't care about. If she was gonna spend her time here with someone, she may as well get to know them.
Stomping through the crowd until she found herself within a few feet of who she thought was Arisu, it was in fact the girl in question. She was relieved she wouldn't have to keep trudging through what felt like a swampy marsh full of nothing but cattails and alligators in the form of a bunch of children, constantly rushing by her. Aroneia stepped closer to the girl, placing her hand on Arisu's shoulder and leaning in. "Oi, yer Arisu right?" Her grip wasn't tight or firm or anything, it was meant to be subtle. She didn't want to scare her off, that was literally the opposite of what she was aiming to accomplish. Her hand was rather warm, at least compared to a normal person, and in fact standing near her felt like the air was getting just a degree or two warmer. Sort of like...if she was a living fire. Only a few moments after she confronted her Roommate, she realized something;
"Uh- th'fuck is up with...what's witha cheer leader gitup? Yer not gonna rally'n welcome me to the dorm, are'ya? I'll beat yer shit in if you do, please don't." Arisu was in a cheerleading costume. Which was a massive surprise to Aroneia, with how she acted in the chat room, she didn't much take her for a cheerleader. And did she really clean their room and come out here for...whatever it is a cheerleader does-? And speaking of cleaning their room; "Bah, whatever, thanks for cleanin'tha room. I got situated well'n good enough, but eh, was a bit dismayed when you weren't there?" She didn't speak in any angry tone despite her mild scowl, though anyone versed in encountering naturally angry, or at least hot-headed individuals, would know that it was just a case of resting bitch-face. Aroneia...definitely had it. It was more than apparent, considering the chill tone of her voice contrasting it.
She was...really just happy she managed to find her roommate in such a short amount of time. It meant she'd at least have a chance of having fun...that is, if Arisu isn't a cunt.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 8, 2019 4:06:06 GMT -4
--- arisu --- - - - "Oi, yer Arisu, right?" It was only the voice that knew her name that kept her from freaking out when a hand- a hand heated from within by who knew what- dropped onto her shoulder and squeezed gently, more a greeting than any sort of assault but not less startling for it. The hand fell on bare flesh- the cheerleader outfit Arisu was sporting didn't really have anything by way of sleeves, but the warmth was honestly appreciated in the chilly weather. If Arisu had been less accustomed to freezing her own ass off with her quirk, the weather would have been edging towards intolerable in this getup. "Ah! Oh, gosh. You-" Arisu turned to face her roommate and paused, blinking at the lit-up veins and the general grumpiness to her expression. Maybe not immediately the best first impression, but she flashed a smile after a moment anyway and curled her arm up to pat at Aroneia's hand in as friendly a manner as she could manage. "I am, yes! Ah- I presume you must have gotten my picture from my profile? Or just asked around? It's nice to-"
"Uh- th'fuck is up with...what's witha cheer leader gitup? Yer not gonna rally'n welcome me to the dorm, are'ya? I'll beat yer shit in if you do, please don't."
"-meet... you too," Arisu trailed off lamely, a touch shocked. It wasn't THAT uncommon for students to threaten to beat the tar out of each other, but she was relatively sure this was a new record. "And no, I- didn't dress up for you, the cheer club is new and I was helping spread awareness and excitement for us." She spoke the words carefully, half-concerned she might set Aroneia off despite that. "Bah, whatever, thanks for cleanin'tha room. I got situated well'n good enough, but eh, was a bit dismayed when you weren't there?" "Oh!" Arisu winced. She hadn't realized she'd be letting her new roommate down if she wasn't there. "I'm really sorry. The festival is only on for a few days so I sort of scheduled my days thick with stuff to do, plus club activities and the actual competitions later on. It didn't occur to me to warn you that I'd likely be out and about pretty much the whole time until the festival ended, except for nights after the festival closes down. I'm- really sorry that I disappointed you, um- A-ro-nay-a? Is that how you say your name properly?" She did her best to ask gently, she didn't want to offend if she could help it- and not just because she might catch fire if she did. Honestly, Aroneia reminded her a lot of Risaka with an accent. Edgy, blunt, penchant for violence- she suspected the two might get along famously if they didn't murder each other first. "Say- you just got here, right?" Arisu glanced around, curious if anyone she knew was about, but no such luck. "Would you like me to show you around real quick, before my next event? I'm gonna be part of a cheer for an exhibition later, so I'll have to duck away for that, but if you're interested in getting a feel for the festival grounds as a whole, and where to go to try what activities and such, I'd be happy to show you around. I haven't been here super long, either, so if I can spare you the awkward "where is everything" stage, that'd be good with me. Whaddya say? Guided tour?" TAGS: WORD COUNT: 595 TEMPLATE BY ELIZA @ BOTE & THQ |
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Post by Aroneia Carrigann on Feb 8, 2019 18:27:23 GMT -4
Aroneia huffed a bit when Arisu started on about being sorry she wasn't there...she didn't say she was disappointed, just a bit dismayed. "Look, I'm not the kinda girl to just be blatantly disappointed in some'n just' cuz they didn't do one small thing. I understand, alright? Don't want yer first opinion on me bein' like...negative n shit. We're gonna be spendin' time together. Ya ken? Call me Aro. Neia works too, just call me whatever as long as it's not some retarded shit, like, fuckin...I dunno, Nya. Because fuck that." She was, at least at first, quite the talkative person. She came off as aggressive in all forms, from her stature, to her tone, to her words. Aroneia tilted her head to Arisu when she commented on her only just now getting here, following up with a slight nod. "Yeah, I just got here. Not even here a few hours and a festival is goin' on. Shouldn't this kinda shit be saved for end of the school year, graduation shit...? Kinda seems dumb, but whatever."
She remained silent for a moment after Arisu invited her on a guided tour. It sounded like a good idea, and she may as well try to learn how to enjoy the festival while she was here. It'd be more than difficult given the large crowd and unfamiliar setting, but it's not like it'll be the hardest part of fitting in...
Fitting in.
That, as a concept, will probably be a lot harder.
Aroneia nodded to her new roommate and held her hand out, her glowing veins seemed to die down to the point of being no more radiant than dead glowsticks. The warm aura around her also died down, but it was still apparent she was warmer than a normal person. "A tour sounds nice. I'd like that." Aroneia turned and stepped beside Arisu, despite her much calmer tone and less intimidating appearance, she still kept an disinterested glare on her face. "Er...what kinda shit'll you be cheerin for, might I ask? Like...uh...Football? Do the Japanese play rugby...?" It was all still so foreign to her, despite her technically being the alien.
She was clearly not only new to the school, but also the country. This would be a learning experience for her in more than a few ways. She looked around for any sort of activity she may recognize from a fair or a carnival back in Dublin. She thought she recognized a few, but they were all so different, both in the way they were played and how they were displayed. It was overwhelming.
She turned her attention back down to Arisu, being only slightly taller than the girl. It looked like her attention would mostly be on her so to avoid being more overwhelmed. She took a deep breath and put on a slight, fake smile to try and convey some level of friendliness with Arisu. "Eh. Lead the way, Arisu. I'm a bit hungry, so...if you've got any ideas on somewhere with some decent grub, I'd be willin' to sit down and eat with ya." |
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Post by Deleted on Feb 9, 2019 17:17:04 GMT -4
--- arisu --- - - -
"Ah! Maybe I picked too strong a word? I didn't mean to imply all that," admitted Arisu, tapping her lower lip idly as she considered the impact of her words. "I mostly just meant I was sorry for being rude. And no worries, you're hardly the, ah... brusque-est person I've met at school. You haven't left a bad taste in my mouth," she reassured, trying to smooth the faint ruffle that being perceived as disappointed had caused. "And- perhaps, but it's an interschool competition and to coordinate all the schools at once, it was deemed best to go for this time slot. I presume it must work for everyone, since we've got... four different schools, including our own, present? If I counted correctly."
Perhaps it wasn't quite Aroneia's intention, but- since it was relatively common for girls of school age to hold hands even if just friends- Arisu presumed that's why Aroneia was holding her hand out and took it as they started to meander about. It might have been accidental but it certainly was a very easy way to come off as friendly- presuming that she didn't lash out at the presumption, anyhow! "Neia-san. Okay. You can call me Ari-san, if you want."
"Football, sparring exhibitions, quirkball- pretty much any competitive event we could find, we offered to cheer for. We're really new. So it's kind of a big deal for us to be present at any of this, especially since some of us are going to be participating in each of the interschool events- Combat, Obstacles, Cavalry, and Rescue. I'm doing the latter, but- we'll see how our teamwork plays out. I hope we do well," murmured Arisu, clearly worried about something or other in that context.
"Oh! There's plenty of snacks. There's okonomiyaki if you're really hungry, takoyaki if you'd like a smaller snack- but I wouldn't call it a lighter snack, exactly- mochi for something sweet, and I'm sure there's several boba stalls with bubble tea around. What sort of foods do you like to eat, Neia-san? Maybe I can think of something similar to introduce you to." The foods on offer weren't exactly the sort of hearty fair one would find at more European carnivals, but they had their own charm and plenty of importance to the locals. Cabbage pancakes or octopus doughnut holes... what would suit Aroneia best?
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Post by Aroneia Carrigann on Feb 10, 2019 1:57:37 GMT -4
Arisu was clearly the talkative type, moreso than Aroneia. It wasn't annoying yet, but if she kept it up, it may get on her nerves a good bit. She wasn't bothered enough to point anything out yet. She didn't exactly appreciate the fact that Arisu was holding her hand like this, she meant it as a handshake...Japan was just so weird. She didn't even think it in any rude sense, it was just...different. So different. Especially from a European country point of view, and even more, an Irish point of view. She knew it was customary for the Japanese to do this sort of thing, at least in school among younger girls, but it felt no less weird because of the traditional implications. At the very least, Arisu didn't offend Aroneia in any way.
It was then that she was addressed as Neia-san...which was even more disorienting than the damn hand holding! If this were anime or whatever, her eyes would be visible spirals in a fit of dazed confusion. Not even once while she's been in Japan has she addressed, or wanted to be addressed, as '-san' or '-chan' or whatever the rest of them were. She was far more interested in just the nicknames as they were; calling her Neia was, as is, a privilege. But as she knew the implications that '-san' brought, a sign of respect, Aroneia was a bit less dazed by it. A slight annoyance still lingered in her head, taking the form of a headache just above her left eye. She took a deep breath through her nose to get oxygen through her head a bit easier, which did help with getting rid of the little headache. She'd finally speak up, with a little bit of a yet-still disoriented voice. "I appreciate the, uh, li'l '-san' there, Neia-san is fine, just, don't expect me to remember to call you 'Ari-san' or...anything other than Arisu." She rubbed the back of her head with her free hand, and realized shortly after that they were still holding hands. "Oh'n uh, I meant to give you...meant to give you a handshake. Uh...handshake. Not...not hand-holding."
She seemed a little bit flushed, the fire in her veins becoming a bit brighter once again to show that she was exposed to a very small amount of adrenaline, interacting with the spark in her heart to only further increase her stress. It wasn't to to the point where she'd explode, though, thank goodness. Arisu had began to note down some of the food being served, she's had all of that but Okonomiyaki, which, she didn't even know what the fuck that was. Takoyaki sounded more than delicious however, it was in fact the first thing she ever had when she came to Japan...though she'd rather have sushi. Arisu came to her with a follow up question, which Aroneia would take a second to think. She never much paid attention to what she loved to eat, but one thing that came to mind was something she rarely had, but it was always a treat to eat with her mother. "Er, y'ever have lamb ribs? It's real tender'n tasty, 'specially when covered in wine...sauce..." Her mouth would begin to slowly water at the thought of it. Subconsciously she was in love with the dish, but consciously she thought of it as no more than food. She shook her head after getting a hold of herself again, clearing her throat.
"Yakotak- er, Takoyaki? Tokoyaki, I dunno, sounds good. Not much of a sweets kinda girl, may get some tea if you're up for it." She gave a weak smile, and while she was a bit bothered by the hand-holding at first, she hadn't intentionally let go. It was definitely a bit freaky still, however. "And...mind if I watch you cheer on the teams? Never seen a cheer squad outside of a rugby match, they're usually pretty well coordinated. If yer botherin' with it all, tells me you're quite the acrobat, yea? Amirite?"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 10, 2019 21:40:24 GMT -4
--- arisu --- - - -
Arisu glanced up at Aroneia as that deep breath sucked past her lips, head tilting a little at the inverted sigh, trying to get a bead on what was going through her roommate's head. Aside, of course, from oxygen, which sort of went without saying at this particular juncture. "Oh! That's fine. I don't mind Arisu. Just- don't call me Sue," mumbled the girl, embarrassed at having already found a way to stress her roommate out. The following point surprised her a bit, but she offered a sharp nod of contrition- though she paused when she realized that Aroneia hadn't actually... let go. Maybe she'd just meant to bring it up as clarification?
"Lamb? No. Japan doesn't really do sheep. We tried, in like... theeeeeee... eighteen hudreds? But we didn't do very well, so we just sorta gave up. Lamb would be a bit of a delicacy here. That does sound very nice, though. Hearty and soothing, maybe? You mean grape wine, not rice wine, yeah?" Arisu inquired, starting to realize that keeping her eyes on Aroneia would be key to monitoring her mood and stress levels- she seemed to light up when she got upset or strained.
"Ooh! Adventurous! Many gaijin prefer to put off trying things with octopus. Let's get some, it's really tasty! We'll grab a boba tea to wash it down. They have all sorts of flavors. Do you want a familiar flavor, or one more exotic?" Arisu led her friend- she of the long, scarlet hair and permanent scowl- towards the stalls comprising their destinations, only to pause at that last question.
"Watch me?" It was Arisu's turn for her cheeks to color a little. "Oh, um- sure! We'd love more people in the audience! And I'm- getting better. I'm small, and well coordinated, which all helps a lot, but acrobatic would be a stretch. I know how to coordinate my own ricochet rocket jumps, but beyond that, I'm definitely still in the learning process. I help write some of our cheers, though!" Not much, but after being caught out as an amateur gymnast, she really wanted to repair her stinging ego with a shoutout to a talent she did have.
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Post by Aroneia Carrigann on Feb 16, 2019 2:49:22 GMT -4
Aroneia couldn't help but to feel a tiny bit smug about Arisu being far off from an Acrobat. Where as she was on a cheer team to show off her acrobatic capability, Aroneia was one to surprise people with her speed. Of course, Arisu was likely a natural acrobat, where is just came pre-packed with Aroneia's fiery veins. She rubbed her palm against her temple and brought her gaze behind Arisu as she walked close behind. She wasn't that much smaller than Aroneia herself...it kind of felt a bit embarrassing. Aren't Asians supposed to be shorter...? The thought crossed her mind, but she understood that it would be stereotyping, and likely offensive. Instead, she'd remain quiet for a bit in thought, taking another deep breath only to hold it in her lungs for nearly ten seconds as she looked around. The people here were still an overwhelming force to the ginger, her veins didn't seem to settle down any more. But at least the food would end up distracting her. She'd finally release her breath at the thought of it, the food that is. It should at least be pretty good, right?
"That sounds good. Thanks. Boba tea, that's the stuff with the like...little balls at the bottom, right? I hear it's good." Aroneia would walk a little closer to Arisu, and a bit awkwardly try to let go of her hand. It felt a bit wrong to her, but Arisu had seemed fine with it...though, she was still considerably more uncomfortable with it than she should have been. Aroneia walked beside her new friend with her eyes on the booth they were serving the very food they talked about, her mouth watering nearly. Just from the way she intently stared at it, it was clear she was quite the heavy eater. Had Arisu knew what her quirk was, it would be easy to deduce why. "Ooooh my god, that smells...great..." Before, however, Aroneia moved forward anymore, she realized she forgot to mention her thoughts on Arisu's cheerleading role. She was far too focused on eating, that she couldn't focus on remaining on the nicer side. "Ah, uh, and...are quirks able to aid the cheer squad, or is it all skill n' shit? Cuz..." She rubbed the back of her head then looked Arisu in the eyes. "I may be interested in joining. Wouldn't hurt to try, yeah? 'sides, I'm good at yelling and...moving...haha..." Aroneia half-jokingly played around with that sentence, seeing as she was referencing the stern anger issues that Arisu would likely have no idea of. It wouldn't be hard to discern that she had some extra emotion compared to most, but her case was certainly on the scarier side.
Aroneia would take yet another deep breath and pick up the pace toward the food stall, taking no time at all to get some food in her hands. She had the money to pay for it, that is to say if she even needed to pay at all. She certainly wouldn't force Arisu to pay for it all, at most just hers. She approached the Takoyaki stand and would quickly place an order...and was surprised to find that it came out immediately after she asked. They were certainly fast about it, she could appreciate that. She turned to Arisu then stepped out of the way while handing the money up to the man, and only a moment after would she take a bite out of the takoyaki...
And holy shit was it really, really good. She was almost tearing up, it's actually one of the best things she's eaten since leaving Ireland. She looked to Arisu with, for the first time, something that looked like a genuine, happy smile, silently thanking her.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 16, 2019 20:58:46 GMT -4
--- arisu --- - - - Arisu flicked her eyes up towards Aroneia as the girl rubbed at her temple all over again, accidentally catching the redhead's gaze as it slid back to her. She flashed an immediate, friendly smile to forestall what might otherwise have been a slightly awkward moment, ended when Aroneia looked around once more. She still didn't seem comfortable with the crowds, which was... worrisome, but perhaps workable. She had a few ideas for ways to help soothe that anxiety, even if its source- not its cause, that was clearly the crowd, but its source- wasn't exactly something she had a bead on just yet.
"Mhm! They're like big tapioca pearls, basically. Really tasty, they have this faintly sweet, sort of starchy taste, odd as that might sound. There's a stall near the dorms- we can head there next, after we get the takoyaki!" It wasn't long after that Aroneia let go of her hand, which prompted another glance from Arisu- just making sure the foreign girl wasn't upset- before settling into the new status quo. They'd need hands for takoyaki anyhow!
"I think so? I DO think we're trying to get the more mundane basics down first before we start incorporating quirks into the mix, but more subtle ones could probably be woven in earlier rather than later. And- really?! You'd be interested in joining?!" Arisu's eyes lit up! That would be super convenient if they shared clubs AND a room. "Sure! I'll bring you to the next meeting so we can get you introduced! I think we're still accepting new cheerleaders!" The dark-haired girl smothered a laugh when Aroneia spoke of being good at yelling and moving. Somehow, all that sounded about right- likely a result of the high anxiety levels suggesting a quick temper.
That delighted, mind-blown smile was returned by a thrilled grin of Arisu's own- it was deeply gratifying to know she'd made a good call in suggesting takoyaki. She made a tactical decision, as well- stepping in to loop an arm through the one supporting the takoyaki itself, the one Aroneia was least likely to move around, she made a play to guide the redhead back towards their dorm and the boba stand- but mostly their dorm. "Come on! Takoyaki is hot and savory and rich, but you'll want something to wash it down soon. Let's go to the tea stand."
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Post by Aroneia Carrigann on Feb 20, 2019 18:33:28 GMT -4
Immediately, she regretted her words, asking if she could try out for the cheerleading squad that is. It could be a good faucet for her rage, being able to work up a sweat while shouting words...though she would be an eye catcher for the ones she’s cheering on. Aroneia didn’t like being ogled at for any reason, and it was only another reason she despised her explosive outbursts. They draw so much attention to her when it isn't welcome. But then again...she wants to fix it, and if she stops getting mad about people staring at her, she knows it'll help her anger a good amount. Aroneia thought back to the coffee her mother would make for her friends, where there would still be coffee grounds at the bottom that were meant to be chewed for an extra boost of caffeine. The idea of something chewy being in liquid is dumb as shit, but if it's popular, it must work.
Aroneia continued to munch on the takoyaki with silent delight, a smile still present on her face. She turned her head to face Arisu, nodding to her, her following words seemed to have a bit of a sour note but were rather relaxed for the most part. "More'an willin' t'help out. Can't guarantee I'll be'n for very long, depends on the other girls, I guess." She'd say this in a primarily kind tone, though there was the obvious looming shadow of self doubt toward the end. When she said it depends on the other girls, it wasn't any insult toward them. She wasn't saying they'd be bitchy or anything, she was more addressing the fact that they may kick her out for her anger. But it wouldn't hurt to try; at least she'd be able to establish the fact that she wasn't a calm person.
It wouldn't be long before they stepped in front of the Boba Stand, the tea that people were being served was certainly strange looking. At first it actually did look like tea, but toward the bottom of each cup was a cluster of balls that really did look totally solid. It was all far to weird for her, but regardless she was thirsty. She could probably work to avoid the tapioca pearls if she tried hard enough, but she may as well taste them a little bit. The line would move relatively fast, and it wouldn't end up being a long wait, but in the meantime Aroneia would look to Arisu and bite the inside of her lip in hesitation. She cleared her throat and would speak up again, leaning in a bit close, though not so close that it was weird or anything. "After we get the tea, is it okay if we go back to the dorm room for a little bit? I'm..." She gulped, looking around a bit more to all the people. "I'm a bit overwhelmed. I mean, if you couldn't tell, yeah? It's a bit obvious." She'd laugh a tiny bit at the end.
Once they were able, Aroneia would get a cup of Green Tea with bubbles at the bottom. She'd give it a little sip, and as she was sipping she'd get a taste of one of the pearls. She almost spit i tout but managed to stop herself just in time, instead she would start to chew...it was.
Good. Still really good. The tea wasn't too sweet, and neither was the Boba. It was a perfect contrast to the takoyaki. She was still tearing up a bit from the taste, and she turned to Arisu with an expression that could only be meant to describe 'thank you so much.'
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Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2019 3:24:12 GMT -4
--- arisu --- - - - Arisu didn't quite catch the regret tucked behind the pale green eyes staring her way- she wasn't familiar enough, yet, to pick up on the specific tells for how Aroneia was feeling about anything, if that feeling wasn't anger. That showed thick on the surface, but she had noticed that Aro seemed just as frustrated with her own anger as others might be. She hoped she wouldn't be the only one noticing that. Besides, the Takoyaki had her seeming absolutely blissful, and that left Arisu smiling too. The day was rough, busy- very busy- but she was rapidly feeling it'd been a great idea on both of their parts for this meeting to take place. Or, well- it benefited them both, it had mostly been Neia's idea, after all.
"That's- fair, but don't worry, okay? Everyone's really nice in the squad. It's not catty like you might expect other places. Pretty much everyone here knows what it's like to be shut out, and there's not really many folks trying to do that here." She did her best to be supportive, looking up at the Irish girl as they walked, her arm still firmly looped through hers until they reached the drink stand.
When Aroneia asked partway through the line if they could go back to the room, Arisu just smiled. The expression was open and relaxed, if a tiny bit pleased with herself, and she nodded. "Yeah. I planned to. I didn't want you stressing out- that's why I suggested boba. The dorms are like right around the corner- we'll be upstairs with snacks and drinks in no time, okay?"
The look on Aroneia's face as she tried the boba was absolutely delightful, and Arisu couldn't help laughing in delight. It wasn't something she did often, but the sound was like bells ringing, and she beamed at Aroneia as she sipped at the purple drink she had, a smoothie of something called taro. "Come on. The dorms are just up these stairs, it won't take us but a moment and you'll be free. I've got a little while before the next cheer event- let me help you get settled a little, okay?" TAGS: WORD COUNT: 373 TEMPLATE BY ELIZA @ BOTE & THQ |
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Post by Aroneia Carrigann on Mar 5, 2019 20:00:56 GMT -4
Aroneia was happy to finally be back in the dorms and away from the mass of people outside. If Arisu looked, her glowing veins died down to be invisible in the lighting of the dorm's main area. The short trip up the stairs would lead them quickly to their dorm room, to which Aroneia would take a deep breath as she quickly opened the door and flopped down on the bed, after putting her food in a decent spot. She was indescribably tired and ready to fall asleep, but she still wanted to sit down and talk with Arisu if possible. Aroneia rolled over and scooted herself off to the side of the bed, sitting up straight on the mattress.
"You've been a big help. Like...really big. I was about to punch someone's head out down there! Hope that classes are better. Apparently I'm in Class B or whatever, don't know how they sort shit here." She gave a small sigh, laying back into the bed. She was sweating a little bit, it was unusual for her to do so, her sweat only coming out when she was stressed without actually exploding in anger. She took another deep breath and bent her legs upward only to sit back up and then stand, then looking off to Arisu she’d say;
“You mind if I change into somethin’ a bit more comfortable?”
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