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Area High
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Area HighThey nodded to what Rosaline told them and quickly spun to get their bag as well before facing Tarkus again. "Rosa is fine- the uh, gentlewomanly one. But Thea is new so she might've been scared... we def have to go help her out n-" Ava blinked twice as they watched Tarkus crouch, not entirely getting the gesture. They tilted their head to the side with their mouth hanging open a bit, and the gears in their brain slowly shifted.
"OH!" Their face wore a :o expression the moment it all clicked. A piggyback, they thought, amazing. He'd never been a piggyback passenger before. So now, filled with a little too much enthusiasm, they Hopped onto Tarkus' back and tried their best to position their arms correctly. They obviously needed some help and their adjusting was awkward for a minute, but it worked out eventually.
"Go On Forth my Beloved Steed!! Follow the tall ladies!!" They screamed again, not taking into consideration the fact that Tarkus' ears are at least 5cm away. (rest in piece king)
"Yeah. That sure is me," she says through her teeth. She does perk up a little as she hears the word 'Social studies'. "We're in the same class?! That's awesome! Lead the way, my man!"
She throws out her arms. Both of them. She retrieves them again when they start to hurt. The symptoms of weak nerd arms are worsening at every second.
Val sniffs as he fully relaxes onto the hand on his head. He checks his clock for good measure, though.
"It's the second period now... Only one more till P.E.," he smiles. "Do you have any good stories or something? It'll still be a little while."
He widens his eyes a little.
"Preferably child-friendly."
She completely changes her facial expression as Alex introduces himself, now filled with one of awkwardness. "Oh yeah, man! I've totally seen you before." I have never seen this kid in my entire life. "My name's Thea! Although... you already know that if you heard my aunt shouting at me."
Val looks up at Harper in deep concentration as he listens to her. He nods inbetween, clearly deeply invested. As Harper paused, he audibly gasped.
"You were framed for a crime you didn't commit?! That is so unfair! The ones who framed you can have a word with me before they try that again!" He puffs out his chest before gaining a childish twinkle in his eyes. "How was... the roof-jumping, though. Was it cool?"
oh. rosaline thought. guess she found her way. well. its too awkward to go back into the class ava is in now. she shrugs and walks past them, remembering to stop to talk to alex.
"alex!" she shakes his hand "hows your hair doing! hope that flaxseed mask worked well?"
"Um... our class begins.... now?" She whispers, hoping to be heard and not to be at the same time. It was weird.
Val scribbles on an imaginary notebook with an imaginary pen. "Interesting, interesting," he notes, mostly talking out loud to himself. He does slightly pause on the last bit. "If you... don't make the jump?"
It was as if he completely erased the thought of people getting hurt.
"It's not... about the... destination..." They spoke while taking short breaths "It's about... the journey, and the friends you make along-the-way" They took a deep breath after finishing their very wisely wise statement, exhaling as they slowly lowered their head to rest it on Tarkus'.
Their tired expression (screaming for their life takes a lot of their energy, apparently) didn't last that long, with their face returning to a smile the moment they remembered what class they had now. "Social studies! Wait, I hate social studies. Oh Well," They mentally shrugged "Here, I'll guide you, okay?" They didn't wait for an answer, instead immediately yelling directions like a very aggressive GPS.
She will tell him that when she comes home. That'll show him!
Shrugging at Alex' sleep... comment... 'He doesn't mean that seriously, right?' She walks into the classroom, whispering a little apology at the teacher as she takes her seat. Please don't let the loud guy come in again. Please.
"DIE?!" Val shouts, quickly putting a hand in front of his face to mute the noise as he quickly realizes this whole plan is a stealth mission. He puts up his best tough guy accent. He's plenty tough, actually. His grandma's always impressed on how big he's become over the years... Positively meant!
"Maybe I will attempt it, then! Where do I... try? Do it? Try doing it?"