Roger's Academy for the Unknown [RP]

Ash’s ears flickered some as they lightly picked on the music. Wiggling her nose as she was more for nature herself and taken that in than the noise of the city and who knows what. It took a mere jump and she would tried to pounce, and if she managed to pull it off probably ended up with them both on the floor and her with a wide smile. If not she would lightly fall by herself in defeat and glance up at him with a cute pout.
 
Blake didn't notice Ashia in time and fell down to the floor with her, dropping his mp3 player in the process. He looked at the smiling girl on top of him. She was a neko, just like him. She looked a little bit younger than him. He used to be playful like her when he was younger, but he became shy as the years went on. He flipped over to knock her off of him and got up in one swift motion.
 
Ash couldn’t help laugh when she managed the pounce. She was never going to be as graceful as a cat person of any sorts she knew this but pulling this off alone seemed to make her heart sore. When he pushed her off suddenly and got up she merely tilted her head confused. “You’re not very nice are you?” She asked with a smirk, sitting up to cross her arms as she eyes when up and down his form to study him. “Are you usually this cold to everyone?” Not a word to her yet . . . she would think the guy was mute if this continued.
 
"I'm not really the 'call me maybe' type." Blake said as he picked up his mp3 player from the floor, examining it to make sure it wasn't badly damaged. After seeing no visible damage, he turned it off and put it into his pocket. "Do you jump on every stranger you meet, or just other nekos?"
 
Ash blinked confused at the type he said he was not only to tilt her head. Music never being her thing when there was the sound of nature to listen to instead. When asking who she pounced she uncrossed her arms to poke one of her cheeks with an index finger as she thought about it. “Not EVERY stranger . . . some . . . but father says I should stop that cause I may make someone mad.” She paused grinning at him some as he called her a neko. “Mother says I should just be me though and if I make them mad deal with it or tell them off for being a grump. You’re not mad are you?”
 
Blake's expression softened a bit. "A little annoyed, but not mad." He said calmly. "Although I would have really been mad if you broke my mp3 player." His mp3 player was his favorite thing he had. He listened to it when doing homework and it seemed to make it get done faster. He listened to it when he was waiting and it made the time go by as if he were playing video games. If it broke, he would probably die of boredom. "Why do you pounce on people anyway?"
 
Slowly pushing herself up to stand Ash merely started to brush herself off as if her methods were normal. “Can you think of a better way to greet or know someone?” She smiled to him as if that much was obvious. “Sides it also keeps people on their toes, and someone on their toes is more safe right? And it’s a lot of fun!” She couldn’t help adding in that last bit her eyes going to item he held wondering what was the big deal anyways. “Maybe you put too much into such a small thing? Why would you want to give anything . . . unliving great value like that?”
 
Blake paused for a moment. No one had ever asked him a question like that. He then said, "Why do people create things such as music in the first place? Why do people imagine their own characters when they can never be real? Music paints a picture in my head. It provides temporary escape from the problems of this world. Take away music; take away imagination and creativity; and what are we?" He then went over what he said. "...Wow. I just sounded really lame, didn't I?" He said embarrassed.
 
Ash listened to his questions tilting her head. “I don’t know, why do they?” Listening to his reasoning her smile faded a touch . . . escape the problems of the world . . . she saw no such problems. Her family was happy, loving and supportive and at most it was outsiders who judged. If they didn’t care about her she saw no reason to care about them so that in her own way wasn’t a problem either. When he asked what people were without out those things she just smiled. “Happy? I don’t know.” She glanced towards the nearest window. “More attune to our surroundings?” When he asked her if he sounded lame she merely shook her head. “No, I like the whole paints a picture in your head part, a way to escape . . . but if that stuff didn’t create the problems to start with then you wouldn’t have to escape right? You could just live happily napping under the sun, or chasing butterflies.”
 
"...are we talking about the same thing? It sounds like to me that you're saying that imagination and creativity cause problems." He said, somewhat confused. "Sure it can be misused, but you can't have happiness without sadness to compare it to."
 
Ash gave a frown at his comment only to shrug. “They do in ways though . . . like . . . all this stuff people don’t need. Why do they think they need it all to be happy? I’m very happy and I don’t have things like phones or computers and such . . . and then the teachers are all I need to learn how to use computers . . . why? Cause the humans are into them . . . and then they have these cars and they’re always on the phones and . . . how is that good from imagination and creativity? It’s like everyone is lonely and to themselves and they forget about the things they really need or um . . . what’s out there.” She motioned to the window before approaching it with a smile looking over all the nice trees and grass. “How often do you go to enjoy it outside?”
 
"I go outside occasionally, but not for very long. I think that the bugs hate me or something." He said almost jokingly. "I they're more likely to leave me alone when I go full cat; maybe because they are afraid or something." He looked outside the window. Maybe going outside wouldn't be a bad idea.
 
Ash gently placed a hand on the glass her eyes studying it and the nice soothing ways nature has. “See I don’t understand that. I don’t know how people could lock themselves away from all of that. They complain that they’re lonely but they ignore the nature willing to get along with them. You don’t see a tree watching tv all day or doing silly things that get it’s no where. No it chats with the grass and enjoys the song reaching up in thanks.”
 
"Then why don't we go outside right now?" He said. He opened the window halfway and then transformed to his cat form and jumped on the windowsill. He looked at Ashia, waiting for her to follow.

Ryoko Jigen walked upside down on the ceiling. He wasn't really walking on the ceiling, he was just using his flight power to make it look like he was walking on the ceiling. "Don't even bother replacing the fourth wall. I'll break it so much that it'll use the entire budget to replace it over and over again." He said to what appeared to be no one. "Now that we have that out of the way, I'd appreciate it if, for the sake of the roleplay, you answer my questions directed towards you, the roleplayer, as if I was another roleplayer. Do you understand?" While there weren't too many people around him, the ones who had heard him were really confused and some made fun of him behind his back. He didn't care; they were laughing because they didn't know. "Now, where was I supposed to be? Oh yeah, that meeting. I probably should have asked for directions." He flipped down onto the floor and continued walking.
 
When he transformed and started on the sill Ash seemed to hesitate wanting to go outside but . . . Sighing she merely shook her head. “I . . . I can’t transform easily into that form yet.” She informed him feeling a bit silly and stupid due to such. If she was born a pure were-cat maybe . . . but being half . . . sides that . . . how she looked as a cat wasn’t normally anyways. Kicking an invisible rock on the ground she merely tried to come out without transforming. “Although if you’re hoping for a cat nap I know a nice sunny clearing in the woods, my parents told me about it, said they used to go there all the time when skipping and just wanting to relax.”
 
Blake jumped off of the windowsill to let Ashia squeeze through. He transformed back to his "human" form and said, "Stereotype aside, okay. lead the way." Blake looked at the scenery around him as he waited for Ashia to get outside.
 



Ash looked a touch offended when he called what she said a sterotype . . . that’s what her mother always called the rest they did in the sun. Looking him over not sure what to think of him she allowed it to slide this time. Leading him semi deep into the woods where a clearing lied . . . a falling tree made a nice back support there and there were random patches of flowers as well as mushrooms growing on the log. The sun got through well enough and it seemed every step she took Ash took care not to trample any flower. In fact if he almost stepped on one she would even scream and try to stop him in his approach. “What do you think?” She asked as she twirled in a circle some taken it all in before falling down in a giggle once she grew dizzy.
 
Blake jumped on top of the fallen tree and, having no trouble balancing because of his cat traits, looked around the area. The place was calming. He thought about Ashia and took a guess about what power she had. she was obviously half cat like him, but he also seemed to have a connection to plants. He decided to set the thought aside as he transformed back into cat form and lay down on the log.


(I was wondering, who is going to share a dorm with who?)
 
((I usually let the players decide who they get stuck with))


Ash found herself sitting with her back against the log enjoying the wind and the gentle breeze. The guy she was with either rude or tended to ignore her question before so she decided not to waste any more breath talking to him at the moment instead she took it all in. Her hand going to stroke gentle at the petals for a flower only to giggle after awhile at a silent joke.
 
Blake then had an idea. He transformed back into his neko form and got out his mp3 player. He looked through his playlist and found the one he was looking for. He turned on the music [ http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/489897 ] and set the earphones facing up on the log, loud enough so they could both hear it with their cat ears. He hoped that the song would amplify the calm and peacefulness of the area that they were in.
 
Ash was already quite calm and when noise started to play she didn’t expect it at all. The girl jumped a good distance in surprise a fear, her ears twitching some. No wonder no one else seemed to be able to hear nature, they never listened to it. Sighing she glanced down to the flower besides her as if to apology. “You didn’t like the sounds of the birds, or wind through the leaves did you?” She asked him confused, glancing to the little noise box. “Is there much you hear besides this thing?”
 
Blake had had enough of this. It was obvious that they were totally different. Even though they were both nekos, he liked to listen to his own music while she liked to listen to a different music. "Well if you don't like my company, then I guess I should be going." He said as he got up. "I don't need to change myself just so someone like you would like me. That's the second time today I've had to learn that." Blake walked away from the spot in the woods and towards the school.
 
Ash sat up at his words only to narrow her eyes. “I didn’t say to change . . . you’re the one who started music suddenly and interrupted . . .” She paused frowning and glancing away not about to admit to some of her odd traits. “You can be who you are, I don’t care who you are . . . I just wondered if you heard anything else sides that box. I guess you don’t, I guess from the sounds of it you only see and hear things how you want them. You’re right . . . maybe I just didn’t realize it before . . . maybe I don’t like your company.”
 
Zed had gotten board of the meeting once Carmen had left the room. He'd do whatever the other teacher's assigned to him. 'As long as it isn't too much of a bother.' he thought absentmindedly. He closed his eyes, taking a stroll outside the school. 'Nature. What a beautiful thing. It speaks to me. Although, I guess I have Father to thank for that.' Zed chuckled at his thoughts. Since his eyes were closed, he didn't notice the two students talking. He ran directly into the girl, and instinctively caught her with one of his feathery soft wings. "Heh, sorry about that. I was just listening to nature. I suppose I got carried away." he said with a pleasant smile.
 
Ash was huffy, willing to go off at the boy some more even. He decided so easily how well they would work or not work as friends. How could he do it that easily? It was when she opened her mouth to do so some more that Zed had walked into her. Her eyes widen only for her to fall into gentle feathered filled wings. A blink and at once almost subconsciously she would paw at it with her hand. Only to listen to the man before her and glance at him curious. “Listening to nature?” Was this a joke . . . could he do that? She smiled at the thought before nodding proudly and yelling at the retreating boy. “See see HE gets it!” Not that she knew who he was, shoot she hadn’t even got the boy’s name yet. At that she turned back to the one with feather wings, her eyes going to the man before to the wing again before she poked at it. “Can I have a feather or two?” She asked with a smile . . . so bold and blunt in her wishes. Her mother loved feathers, collected them . . . and here there was some creature at the school with the softest feathers she has ever remembered touching.


((*Is half asleep while posting so please forgive the simplisty or mehness of them, will probably pass out soon.*))
 
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