<font color='#000000'>Sirhc wandered down the halls of the Accademy hunting desperatly for his dorm. 798, 790.....800! got it! He pushed open the heavy oak door entering into his new home for a while. 3 beds lie about 3 feet across from each other and an armchair stood close by, a few clasets here and there but either than this this place was just a really boring room. He chose the bed closest to a small window. He through his bag onto the bed and looked out at the freedom that he was missing outside the accademy walls. He felt as though trapped in a place where rules and regulations took over. One was not free to make very many of their own choices either than deciding at what time to eat dinner. And he was not fond of small cramped rooms he liked a spacy place where he had room to spill all his junk around without having to worry about not having space to walk. He wanted to get out for awhile and say good bye to the things he would be missing: freedom, trees, animals, friends and what he would easily call, life. He walked out the room and followed the winding hallway until he managed to find his way out o the dreadful maze of terror as to him it seemed. The minute he was out of 'danger' he could breath he could feel a small wind rush at him refusing to leave without tangling his oragnish fur. His eyes closed for a moment and he sighed at hte beautiful part of the world that only lie infront of him. Not at where he had come. For a long moment he stood silent remembering the past memories of living alone in the wilderness doing whatever he pleased, comparing it to what was going to happen here, it was then that he heard a noise behind him....</font>
ooc: You gotta be timestampin'... ;) That noise turned out to be Lazuli Tsyjn, having a grand old time strutting the halls, listening to his headphones. The 17oo-year-old shook his head in time to the music, sending indigo spikes of headfur flying across his face. His claws clicked on the stone floor as he trotted along. A tinny drumbeat could be heard eminating from the player. Occasionally, spiky little guitar chords could be heard as well. Lazuli didn't have class for another 45 minutes, and so was taking advantage of this by taking some quality time with his CD player. He didn't expect anybody else to be around for now, as almost everybody else had classes. But he hadn't expected a new student to come in the middle of the day. The male eyes, at the moment, were closed, so he didn't see the male before him. But a small noise reached his ears, even past the large 'phones, so opened his eyes and pushed them down 'round his neck. Before him he saw a male, looking rather pensive and even a bit worried. Those weren't two things Laz often saw on a new student. He saw fresh beginnings, happiness, and nervous joy. But the expression on the newcomer's face wasn't a positive one. Maybe he's just a little freaked. I was, the first day I was here... I think...? With a quick shake of his head, Lazuli walked up to the open door and peered inside at the student. "Hey... I'm Lazuli. You just get here? Need any help unpacking?" He swung the ever-present satchel off from his shoulder, reached inside, and pressed the "stop" button on the disc-player. Then he took off the 'phones and put them inside the bag as well. That done, he swung it back on and said, "Mind if I come in?"
OOc: um exscuse me but though i aint new i still dont get timestampin so what do u mean? IC: Sirhc lost in his own mind was brought sharply back to reality when he heard a voice at his dorm door. He had been outside but managed to finally make the decision to go back inside to unpack his belongings. Now he was inside his new dorm with and old black leather bag lieing on top of his bead. He had been ready to reach for it whn his mind wandered. He walked to the door and causiously pulled it open, he was relieved to see that it was a student, not a dreadfull teacher of some sort, though he held his sigh of relief and waved his arm to let Lazuli in. I am Sirhc, new to this place...as you can probably see, and yes a little help would be great. Though i dont have much to unpack. He waved his hands around making movements that were explaining his words,it was sort of an old bad habbit of his. He went back to his bed and began to place his books and such on a dresser so he could find them easily tomorrow when classes would start. THere was no doubt that his dorm would soon be a mess and he didn't want to be late, especially on the first day. As he unpacked he examined Lazuli out of the corner of his eye. It fell upon Lazuli's CD player. What cd ya got there? If you want there is a stereo over there. He nodded his head over to where the black machinery wasset, then hunched down over his stuff continuing to take everything out.
ooc: Timestamping is just a tool that shows what time and/or date the thread is taking place in. They're not a life-or-death matter but should accompany any and all posts you make. ;) You've got the year (you can just put year 1, 2, 3, or 4 etc, but 81377 is yr. 3 (i think) 4 is 81378. ;) Next is the day (between 1 and 50) then the seasons. I'm sure you know what they are, though. Wheee, so now I'm done with my little comprehensive timestamp lesson. Yeehaw! Ah yes, and for the CD, I'm just gonna use a modernday band, if that's okay. Little breach in the code of conduct, but hey. bic: "Hey, Sirhc. Nice to meetcha," said the male, with a smile. After this acknowledgement of the newcomer, he walked over to the small collection of bags and boxes, and began to remove a few things. He didn't really know where Sirhc wanted them, and so he just stacked them in slightly messy piles: clothes, machina, books, and the like. After a few minutes of that, he sat back and surveyed the room. He wondered what sort of music the new male liked; perhaps he could come over to the dorm to have a soda and listen to a few CDs...? He mulled over this for a second, tail-flame reducing to a thoughtful indigo colour, when Sirhc asked what music he was listening to. Funny, wasn't it? "This? I'm listening to The Darkness. Weird taste, I know, but I like a lot of things..." The muscular, silver-washed 'dragon opened the player. Glossy black nails came halfway out of hiding to deftly pluck the shining disc from its home in the machina. Laz snapped the cover closed, and replaced the player. With CD in hand, he sauntered over to the stereo. Popping it in, he closed his eyes to be serenaded by the sound of one of his personal favourites. "Can't explain all the feelings that you makin' me feel..." the sweet-and-spicy sounds spiked out of the speakers. Happily, Lazuli nodded his head to the beat. He lashed his whippy tail from side to side, his now-violet tail flame sparking. "I love these guys," he said of the Earthly band. "So... what sort of stuff do you like to listen to?
Sirhc smiled thankfully at the male and watched as he placed the CD into the stereo and as soon as the song began playing he hummed to the beat, occasionaly nodding his head to the bass notes. I like these guys too, great songs they got...do you like it here? At this, this...prison? At first his voice was happy and had the slightest tune of the song in it but when he asked his question he remebered all that would happen here and didn't look forward to it at all. He began to place all of his junk into drwaers messily, not bothering to close the wooden boxes. After his packing was done he shoved his suitcases and such under his bead and sat down humming the song in his head all the way. How long have ya been here?
