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Realistic or Modern Fantastic Boarding House IC -open to aply

Sky sat there feeling a tad bit awkward. When he said what he did she was interested, but she heard the annoyance in his voice. She had a choice to ask more about it or to say something simple and let the boy leave. She chose her way and it may be the wrong one, but she didn’t really care it was what she felt like asking. Sky sat up “that’s really neat. That stuff seems so cool, and I know I could never do it. Where did you learn?” she asked him a genuine interest into what he did.

Skylar didn’t know if he despised her or tolerated her, but she wanted to be friendly. She ran a hand through her long dark hair and wondered if he would even respond. The feeling she got around him was something different he was different then most. He wasn’t as friendly and seemed easily annoyed, but you don’t really know someone until you get to know them she thought.

She almost got lost in her thoughts like she does, thinking of melodies and stuff like that. She almost started humming one until she noticed the people around. She continued to ponder on how this place would be. Would it be awkward? Would it be great? Would it be amazing? Would it just be completely terrible? She didn’t know and time could only tell
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Nikita "Viktor" Vissarionovich

Oh, great! he thought. It appeared that Skylar wanted to get to know him better. Nikita figured that this was the consequence of him being quiet. Normally, doing so would just allow him to blend in with the crowd. But with everyone around him being fucking loud and open about themselves, it did the opposite and lead to him standing out. Well, he got himself into a conversation. He had to follow through with it to see where it would go anyway.

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Thanks. I uh... taught myself how to do so using the internet when I was 12 or so. If I am being honest, anybody can create apps with some time and a computer. It does not really need any special talent or anything." He said the last sentence with a quieter tone before taking another bite.

He understood that some people could not stand to have a person who is closed off from them and would bend over backwards in order to get them to open up. The solitude that he very much enjoyed throughout what seemed to be the entirety of his life was most likely not something he would get to keep under these circumstances. But who knew? Maybe he would grow to like these people and become more social.
hmph...Who am I kidding? he thought.

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Reagan's eyes drifted casually over the passing scenery. Her head was against the window and the hum of the car had left her in a trance. Her driver cleared his throat. "Miss Nightlock? We've arrived." Reagan's eyes focused on the large building in front of her. "Jensen, you're so sweet to me," Reagan said, sticking her head in between the two front seats. She looked to the driver. "This is good for me, right?" She asked, suddenly anxious about the inside of this building looming in front of her. "Maybe I should go back to Kyle. My little brother needs me. This isn't where I should be." The driver held up his hand. "No offense meant, ma'am, but you need this. Kyle will be just fine for a couple of months. He's doing well in school. Now, ma'am, please get out of my car." Reagan was momentarily shocked by her driver's boldness. Just as quickly, she burst into laughter, lightly clapping him on the shoulder. "Damn Jensen, you got me good." Still laughing, she pulled one strap of her backpack onto her shoulder and slid from the backseat. "You know just the things to say to give me the swift kick in the ass I need, dude." She said, taking another bag from him out of the trunk. Jensen smiled softly and kindly at her. "Sometimes, you need it, ma'am. Most twenty-two year olds do." Reagan took another bag and the handle of her suitcase from him. "Please stop calling me 'ma'am'. Its been almost four years and lots of driving, Jensen." Reagan said, running a hand through her tousled hair. Jensen just smiled. "Yes sir," he said, closing the trunk and ruffling her hair a little. "Now, go on. Make friends." Gesturing toward the front door, he pushed her a little. Reagan slowly approached the front door. Her shitkicker boots crunched the gravel beneath her feet and her leather pants creaked as she took careful steps. Coming from a meet and greet, her eyes were heavily lined in black, purple, and glitter, and her lipstick was bright red. Her dark purple crop top brushed loosely against the top of her abdomen and she suddenly felt self consciously about meeting these new people. She whipped her head around to go back to the car but Jensen was already driving off. Smart man. Her eyes locked on the front door. Do I knock? I hope not. Because I'm about to just walk through. She fished in her pocket for the note she and scribbled, telling her the address of the place and her room number. She cleared her throat, pushed open the door, and walked through the door jam. One of her many bags hit the door, swinging it wide open and crashing into the wall. "Oh shit," she cursed, almost dropping all her things to try and catch the door. In a wave of embarrassment, she blew stray hair from her face, and cleared her throat. She shut the door behind her gently and then crept toward the stair case. She heard voices in the room close to her and grimaced. So everyone has heard her. What an entrance.
 
Skylar listened to him and she heard the last sentence that he mumbled. "Well it must take some, and at least an idea, or a strive to create something," she paused. "It's just cool to me," she said with a smile. She looked around for a moment, she studied the architect or the house and all the details before returning her attention to him. She thought for a moment on what to carry a conversation on, what to talk about without prying to much into someone's personal life.

"What do you think it's going to be like living with everyone? I don't know most of these people personally, but some seem very energetic," she said with a small laugh. Once again she ran a hand through her hair and almost uncontrollably her foot started tapping to a beat of whatever.

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Carter heard the girl at the door and almost as if it was a natural reaction he stood up. He walked over toward the girl, and when he got there he raised and eyebrow. "Do you need help," he asked as he saw that she had many bags and looked as if she was struggling a bit. He smiled as he ran a hand through his black hair. He studied her and he thought he noticed her from somewhere.

What is it about Carter and studying people? Well maybe one day we will find out. He was a mysterious person who like to keep his past a secret from most.
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Nikita "Viktor" Vissarionovich

And so, Nikita was finally finished with his food. He stood up and walked over to the sink while listening to Skylar. After placing his dirty plate there for cleaning, he came back to her with the intention of answering her question. As he opened his mouth to do so, he could hear a bunch of bags dropping, creating a relatively loud sound. His annoyance for loud sounds like so was incredibly hard for him to hide. It could be said that his first impression of this girl who seemed to be some sort of rockstar was not too great. Nikita often judged people prematurely. And at that moment, he found her to be incompetent.

He closed his eyes and sighed before returning to Skylar. "
I did not expect to be living with this many people. And in all honesty, I am not quite fond of "energetic" people." He said this in a more quiet tone so as to make sure that the "energetic people don't hear him. He even slightly squinted as he said the word "energetic".

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Reagan spooked lightly at the boy's voice. She met his eyes and laughed nervously. "I'm sorry," she murmured, "I'm just about to tear down the house with this stuff." She said, shrugging the bags on her shoulders. She smiled at the boy kindly. Her eyes swept over the his body, studying his body language. He seemed easy going enough. He looked familiar, but she couldn't place him. "Some help would be fantastic," she said with a nervous smile, "It's so nice of you to offer." She stuck her hand out to him, almost losing a bag in the process. She put it down and straightened her arm back out to him. "I'm Riot. Actually, Reagan. I'm Reagan. It's nice to meet you."
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Bella walked into the house it had been a long day for her. She just got there and was ready to move in she was glad to get away from her fans that constantly bothered her.

She went into the living room and saw people there so she walked over to them so she can meet the others living here. "Hello my name is Bella. I'm just moving in and thought I'd introduce myself." She said with a smile she is kind of shy though.
 
Skylar could understand why he would feel that way. She felt it sometimes too, but not that much. She nodded as he talked and when she heard the crash her head turned to see a girl, but Carter had already gotten up and went to her rescue. She smiled at him and then turned her attention back to him. "Yeah I see how you can feel that way, but you never know maybe it will all grow on you, and you will become a crazy energetic person who bounces from wall to wall. Oh and you'll never sleep again," she joked sarcastically.

She still didn't know what he thought about her. Was she energetic or was she decently normal? She decided not to care and mainly focus on other things. Being someone in the public eye you learn that people are not always going to like you, but Skylar wasn't the best at dealing with that.
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Carter smiled at her friendly and laughed at her joke. She was a bit of a klutz he noticed, but isn't everyone at sometime. When her bag slid out of her hand he almost went to pick it up; since it was almost a normal reaction. "Well nice to meet you," he said as he then proceeded to introduce himself. "Carter Locks," He said as he shook her hand.

Grabbing almost all of her bags he then looked at her with his handsome eyes and asked "Which room?" he looked up the stairs and he was thankful that he had to train a lot for that broadway show and the recent movie he was in. He turned his attention back to her.
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Nikita "Viktor" Vissarionovich

He was a bit perplexed as to how she brought up the possibility of him being energetic and what not due to the fact that the very thought had already crossed his mind a few minutes ago. Although she meant it as a joke, he did not find it funny. The mere thought of being like those people was disgusting to him. He did not react to her joke at all, keeping his normal, annoyed look. He did however, respond to her.

"I already don't sleep...N-not because I am some hyper freak. I just like to work at that time. I enjoy the silence of the night..."

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Reagan's smile lit up her face. His face was kind and handsome and his eyes were comforting. "I knew I recognized you. You were in a Broadway show recently, right? It was great. Right after my tour, that was the first thing I wanted to do. See a Broadway show." Reagan rambled and suddenly stopped, blanching as he took most of her bags. "You don't have to do that. I can carry some things." She bit her lip nervously and shook her head as he asked her another question. "Uhm, room number 4." She followed his eyes to the staircase. "Crap," she grimaced at the staircase.
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Skylar stil l didn’t understand this boy and it begun to almost drive her crazy. She almost said sorry for the joke that brought no new emotion to his face but decided to hold her tongue. He wasn’t making much effort to carry a conversation or even have any interest I her. Sky didn’t want herself to be the focus of attention but sometimes it’s nice to answer questions instead of just ask them. She somewhat did a shrug in her mind and let it pass.

She sat there awkwardly for a moment trying to form together words that didn’t sound completely stupid. She bit her lip and twiddled her thumbs for a second until she just said something “silence at night is quiet nice. I do think it’s one of the best time to write music,” she mentioned.
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(Sorry I’m typing on my phone so it might be short I have no real idea lol)​
 
Carter smiled when she smiled and his eyes lit up when she mentioned his show. “Thank you so much! It was a lot of work and took up so much time, but it was totally worth it,” he told her. “I believe in chivalry,” he said with a small smile. He started walking up this stairs. “Aren’t you in a rock band?” He asked her as he almost looked back but realized it may not be the safest idea as he was carrying all those bags and didn’t want to fall backwards and crush her.

He continued up the stairs and to her room. Carter wondered how Sky was doing, for she was like his best friend and he noticed she was talking to the guy Viktor.
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(Sorry I’m typing on my phone so it might be short I have no real idea lol)
 
Tempest was sitting in the airport and tapping her foot nervously. She had just flown to the airport nearest to the villa from a series modeling gigs in Paris. She should be extremely tired, but nerves were keeping her awake. She did know what everyone at the villa would be like or if they would even like her. All she knew about everyone was what the tabloids reported, and she knew just how wrong the media could be. A shiny black car rolled up as her manager texted that her transportation had arrived. Of course, her manager was not extremely supportive of her decision to go to the villa because of the success she was achieving in the modeling world, but she understood when breaks were needed. Tempest pulled her hood up over her head and climbed into the car.

Tempest could tell how beautiful the villa was even at night. She slipped into the house through the back door and into her room that was only a few feet away. She put her suitcase on her bed but looked around at the various paintings on the wall, piano, and full bookshelf. Wow, they really know how to charm here... She thought and looked towards her open door as she heard the voices of others upstairs.
 
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The girl was starting to get nervous as her ticks, such as her twiddling her thumbs and playing with her hair, increased in number. She might be close to giving up on ever talking to him. It would appear that this was her final attempt. Nikita did take a note of her working with music. "So you are a musician then. I do make a few songs electronically too. Although, they are mostly short, catchy things on loop...like what you would hear in an elevator...except I put them in some of my apps." He then looked at her awkwardly for a bit. He did not know how a person would uphold a conversation like this. "So umm...what do you do exactly?"

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Reagan watched his eyes light up. She really did love when people loved the work they did. "Well, it showed. It was amazing. Truly. I can't even imagine the work it took." Reagan was so in awe of him. She hadn't made it into acting and didn't really know if that would be her thing anyway. That took a ton of talent she wasn't sure she could muster. She cleared her throat. "Yes, I'm in a band. The Devil's Playmates. Before you laugh-" she readjusted the one bag she was actually carrying- "I didn't name the band. And I asked to change it when I started. We're not even heavy metal. But they insisted." She shrugged, making her way carefully up the stairs. "I really do appreciate the help. It's very nice of you. I'm sure you were doing other things."
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Skylar looked up and she was happy he actually made an effort to say something. “Thats really cool,” she said as she then went on “Yeah I’m a singer and a musician. I also do some occasional acting but not as much as others. Music is just my passion and how I express things; also, I love how it can just effect people,” her eyes lit up as she talked and you could see how much she loved what she did, but soon she then realized she was ramboling. When she talks about something she’s passionate about she could just ramble on and on but she decided not to. “Sorry for the rambling,” she said with a small laugh with another hand running through her hair unintentionally.
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Carter smiled as she talked “oh yes I’ve deffinetly heard of it! What an interesting name,” he said with a small chuckle. They soon made it to the top and he turned to her. “Oh it’s not problem at all. You know how many trips it would probably have taken you to get all this stuff up here? Probably like 20,” he joked as he opened her room door and carefully put the stuff near the bed.

He turned to her and smiled. He put his hands in his pockets and looked around the room for a moment. He was deffinetly a cutie and he had a good heart too, but he went much deeper, and no one sees it unless he opens up. Sadly that most likely will never happen, he keeps his past his past.

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Skylar immediately lit up and started to be generally a bit more positive. Nikita forced a small smile onto himself. It was very obvious to the keen eye of how it was forced. "Its no problem. People like to talk about things they...like." After another awkward silence, he decided that it was time for him to leave. "Thanks Skylar...For the conversation and all...but I have to go up to my room...to unpack my things and organise them." He then turned around to leave with a sigh. Was it a sigh of relief? At that point the answer to that question was not too clear for him.

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Tempest didn't think she was ready to socialize just yet, so she went to the piano. It was the only instrument she knew how to play and she knew how to play it due to a life of lessons required by her parents. They always made her learn classical songs, but Tempest took it upon herself to learn modern music as well. She began to play the first song that came to mind, a tune to a song by Skylar Jensen, forgetting that she was one of the people supposed to be staying at the villa.

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Reagan laughed, "I mean, that's probably a fair point. Twenty trips sounds like a pretty good assessment. I don't even know why i brought this much stuff." She glanced around her room, noticing it finally. "Holy crap. This is gorgeous." She glanced around the room again and then her eyes landed back on Carter. She paused momentarily as she studied him. "Well, thank you for making my multiple trips nonexistent. It's very kind of you." She glanced around the room again and then looked at her stuff. "I'm totes not in the mood to unpack, so shall we head back downstairs? I guess I should eventually meet everyone else." She shrugged, adjusting her leather pants on her hips and then running a hand through her hair.
 
Sky saw the forced smile and decided that she should give up for now it saddened her heart, for she didn’t know what she could do to I guess open him up. She gave a halfhearted smile and let him go watching him for a moment on his way. She may never understand what makes him the way he is, but it’s not her problem. Except she thinks it is.

Skylar heard the melody of her song being played on the piano. She sang it quietly almost instantly. Sky proceeded to stand up and walk over to the piano “man I really like that song,” she joked as she looked at the girl. “You’re good,” she added with a smile. Skylar recognized the girl. She knew she saw her somewhere before.
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Carter let out a small chuckle and then nodded about the idea of heading downstairs. I must explore this place later he thought to himself. He wondered how Sky was doing until he saw Viktor leaving as he passed by him with Reagan he saw the sigh that he gave. For some reason he was offended for Sky, and he decided to keep an eye on this guy. He walked to the living room which was still full of food and grabbed Reagan a plate “are you hungry?” He asked offereing her the plate and motioning to the food.

Carter saw the girl playing the piano and smiled as he saw Sky going over there, for it was one of her songs. He turned his attention back towards Reagan.
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Tempest jumped and turned towards the familiar voice. "Oh my gosh, I'm sorry you probably came here to get away from reminders of the celebrity lifestyle." Tempest paused for a moment and decided it might be a good time to work on overcoming her quietness. "I'm Rosalie Dalir" She said with a graceful wave and small smile, not knowing whether to say her alias or her real name here at the villa.

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