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Fantasy The Bad Guys (Old)

Ethan: Nothing really. I was very particular about where things went. My brother even called me a control freak. As much of a high as mind control gave me, it felt like more work to make specific orders than to do it myself.
Francis: I sighed as I finished unpacking, having surveyed which of my belongings were most important to me as I did so. I wondered if I should stow some things in a different place to prevent theft, but decided I'd wait and see. I had a dollar in my pocket, which I transferred underneath a clay bowl I made in summer camp. Would Maxine steal from me? She said she steals things from other students, but maybe she wouldn't because she knew I'd know it would be her.
 
Maxine nods and moves away from his bags "I can just entertain you while you unpack." She goes back to one of the beds and sits down "What would you like to talk about? Or do you not want to talk?" She couldn't think of any of Ethan's interests so she didn't know what to talk about. She found it quite strange that when it came to him she couldn't remember anything.
 
Maxine nods and tilts her head thinking. "I didn't have a very good summer. It was pretty lonely and boring. I can't recall that you called or wrote or anything. Were you busy?" She picks at her pants trying to make sense of things
 
Ethan: You could say that. My family dragged me along on several camping trips. I don't get why, but they can't get enough of them.
 
Maxine tilts her head "funny, Carlie. This girl I met in the bathroom today said the same thing. I guess camping is pretty common."
 
Maxine frowns and nods "Yeah, why?" She looks at him trying to understand what he was talking about
 
Blazen's eyes glowed softly underneath the lights as he walked, a bag full of things that looked almost too small to have things he possibly needed slung over his shoulder. His hands in his hoodie pockets, he didn't really look like he'd fit in such a place with dread being the atmosphere hanging over; this place was better than where he came from, though.
 
My own dang character making me cringe.... Well, he is evil.
Ethan: Eh, no reason. I just think she's a bit retarded or something.
Francis: When I figured the dollar bill was firmly anchored but visible enough, I took out my phone, connected my headphones to it, and browsed for the score of Jekyll and Hyde. I'd never seen it, but when I came across the score on the internet I found I liked it. Besides, the sound of footsteps outside my door were growing tedious and I had no conversation to help me drown it out.
 
Maxine looks at him a little angry "I like her, she actually thought I had some talent. We had a good conversation" she doesn't like the way he insulted her especially the word he chose to use
 
Spotting the dorm that he knew was his, he approached it. Opening the door, he glanced around before spotting someone on one of the beds. He grinned beneath his surgical mask, no longer paying any attention to the boy, he walked over to an untouched bed after closing the door behind him. He plopped the small bag down before taking a seat upon it.
 
Francis: I stopped in the middle of putting my headphones on, plopping the electronics onto my bed. Hello. So you're the third roommate. I'm Francis.
 
Ethan: Maybe. Anyway, are you participating in any teams or clubs? I'm trying out for the basketball team as soon as the posters go up.
 
"Blazen." he said bluntly, looking over at Francis with his darkened eyes. His hand found it's way onto his head, rubbing the sore and painful skin around his small horns.
 
Maxine shakes her head "probably not, I'm thinking it would be best to try and not get myself noticed."
 
Francis: I noticed him rubbing his head. Showing concern might not be the safest move, but I can't count on surviving somewhere so cutthroat without giving people some reason to let me go about my business. You okay?
Ethan: Why not?
 
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"Ah?" he let out, "yeah. It's nothing, really." his horns were such a bother to him, and he didn't even know why they weren't growing as quickly as the others'; he was mostly thankful that they didn't grow, they would be a distraction.
 
Maxine looks at him confused "I figure that the less I am noticed the less I will be... messed with" she wasn't sure what word to use and it took her a minute to find one she was comfortable with
 

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