PLAYED BY OOC NAME
PLAYED BY Sigga
N/A
quirk SYNAPTIC FLAY
|
N/A
alias TBD
|
|
Post by Sigrid Tendo on Jan 11, 2020 22:07:49 GMT
Many of the students had returned to their rooms by the time Sigga got back from her adventure at an adjacent dorm. Classes were out and it was time to mingle. Or do homework. Or play video games, as the case may be.
The hairless girl didn’t go to class today. Not that she was skipping or anything. She had only just finished moving in earlier in the afternoon and was given the rest of the day off. No point in starting your first day of school half-way through classes. She was fine with this. It had given her time to explore, though that task had been temporarily put on hold earlier. Now, Sigga was back to it.
She waltzed out of the elevator onto the ground floor of the 1-B dorm, scanning the open halls trying to recall where she had left off. Unlike before, the teen remembered to bring her pink mittens just in case more people chose to introduce themselves to the newcomer, this time maybe offering a handshake or something. You could never be too careful.
Fortunately the ground floor of 1-B was deserted; no students milling about so she could continue her exploration unimpeded.
Finding out the layout of the baths was pretty high on her list of places in the building to investigate, but there was no rush. The closest point of interest from the elevator she had just vacated was the kitchen so she would start there.
The room had an open design to it, complete with a granite island dividing it from the rest of the large hall. A skipping rope had been left rolled up on the kitchen island, likely forgotten by another student. It had been a while since Sigga did a bit of jump rope. She resisted the urge to borrow the item and instead walked around the island towards the back of the kitchen. All the usual appliances were located in obvious places. There was even a stack of microwaves for the students to use. The only thing odder in the kitchen than the forgotten skipping rope was the fact that the room was spotless. Did nobody use it yet this year? Curious. There weren’t even any dishes in the sink, dirty or drying.
Her gaze turned towards the refrigerator briefly. She wouldn’t be using it though. Thank goodness each dorm room came with its own fridge. Sigga probably would have resorted to ordering take out every day instead of risk having to have had left any uneaten food in the shared appliance where anyone could have taken her lunch or worse, commit some unspeakable act to it. Food was far too sacred.
It was probably also a good thing she brought her own cutlery and cookware. Still, it didn’t hurt to see what else was on hand. The teenager reached over to open the top, left-most cabinet with the intent to look through every single one in order. Sigga’s inspection was immediately thwarted by a cascading avalanche of dirty pots and pans that poured forth from the opened cabinet, quickly burying the poor girl.
|
|
PLAYED BY OOC NAME
PLAYED BY Artiel
N/A
quirk WICKBURN
|
N/A
alias Candella
|
|
Post by Suzu Tada on Apr 8, 2020 2:31:21 GMT
School life kinda sucked. The people were all weirdos and half of them were sorta snobby — and way too cutesy to admit it. Tada, ever the mega-socialite, did the sensible thing and turned himself into a blanket butterfly in his room with a few old movies and a bag of beef jerky at his first opportunity.
Danger Room 3 was far from his favorite movie, but the cast was star studded and some of the lines were quotable enough that he didn't mind rewatching it for the seventh time since its release.
The movie whizzed by in a blur, half of it lost to quickly sent texts and a few minutes in the middle totally mixed up with some highlight reels he'd been spying on YouTube. Some of his best moves were inspired by those highlight reels, the real-life parallel to the action movies he knew way too well.
Tada pushed himself up out of his bedside blanket burrito when the credits began to roll and he realized just how empty his jerky-bag was getting. He tossed the remaining beef-wisps into his trash can, struggled to pull a white tee on over his antlers on his way out of his room, and stumbled toward the cupboards.
He'd only just pulled the shirt down to his waist (only slightly ripped it, too) when he staggered into the kitchen.
Looking up, he saw what looked like a tin grave.
Pots, pans, silverware thrown from colored cups — plates, some plastic and some not, all of it formed a messy sea with a girl wrapped up in the center. Tada's lips popped into a soft "oh" and he stepped in to help, kneeling at the side of the debris pile so that he could pluck up a plate or two.
"Dude, rough," he muttered. "You good? Day one and you're already breaking stuff. I like it."
It was a good style and saved him the trouble of being the first clutz to reveal themselves.
"Seriously though, lemme help you with all'a this... we're gonna have to wash it all, which sucks, but... uh, the power of teamwork, yadda yadda, we'll get it done."
Crouched there in a pair of gym shorts, hole-riddled socks, and a white t-shirt, he couldn't say he looked much like a "prince charming." Still, nobody sane was gonna deny the help. With an arm full of pot-sam and pan-sam, he glanced over to the girl he was trying to help, a dumb ol' grin plastered wide across his face and a laugh bubbling out.
"You don't have, like, a dishwashing quirk though, do you?"
|
|
PLAYED BY OOC NAME
PLAYED BY Sigga
N/A
quirk SYNAPTIC FLAY
|
N/A
alias TBD
|
|
Post by Sigrid Tendo on Apr 11, 2020 21:20:27 GMT
She should have been more careful snooping around a student dorm, even if it was her own. It was deeply frustrating that the teen didn’t have the foresight to avoid the disaster. Granted this booby trap may not have been purposely set, more likely someone shirking their cleaning responsibilities than an attempt at a prank, but the girl’s careless exploration had met with a foul all the same. “Ugh…” Sigga groaned, blinded by the large cooking pot encrusted in pasta sauce now covering her head. Bits of the semi-dried foodstuffs flaked off onto her black, cropped jacket as she attempted to restore her vision.
The girl’s rather embarrassing circumstances were made more so by the fact that there appeared to have been a witness to her ordeal. Rather than reply to the well-intentioned query and ice-breaker the girl simple grumbled a, “Nnng!” while pulling a single pasta noodle off of one of her head-fins and awkwardly flinging it to the floor. The human fish was feeling pretty incensed and she didn’t immediately turn to look at who had actually spoken to her.
None of the cookware had broken during the avalanche and Sigga had physically been left unharmed, but her rather diminutive sense of pride did take a bit of a bruising. Worse yet, her fashionably torn grey shirt, and blue jeans were now pockmarked with small stains. She’d be able to wipe all the crud off her jacket easily enough, but the rest of her wardrobe would have to be washed.
Sigga finally looked up at the newcomer crouching next to her. His offer to help with cleaning the mess likely didn’t elicit the sane reaction he had been expecting. The girl’s face scrunched up a little, as if an odor in her vicinity had offended her sense of smell. Impossible, considering she had neither a sense of smell nor the olfactory unit normally dedicated to said sense. She did have a particularly sensitive and discerning sense of taste that kind of made up for it, but it was the words the boy had spoken that were the offender in this particular circumstance.
“Like hell I’m gonna clean this shit.” she barked, getting to her feet as pots and pans scuttled about the floor around her. The audacity of the suggestion! Sigga began brushing her jacket with her already-stained, pink mittens. It was a little odd to see someone wearing mittens in the current weather, never mind indoors, but you couldn’t deny their ability to absorb and otherwise remove some of the clusters of food before they embedded themselves in what she was wearing. The girl almost seemed to be hissing at her jacket as she continued to clean it, as well as her scalp. Though it was difficult to tell how much of her animosity was due to the boy, the fact of the case was that she was almost exclusively peeved at the initial debacle and her inability to predict or avoid it. “If I had a dishwashing quirk, I’d use it on whomever left all their dirty crap in the cupboard.”
It would seem that the girl would continue provoking undesired outcomes in her day. She had fully intended to leave only positive first impressions on her classmates. Heck, she had gone out of her way to help someone move into their dorm, and that person wasn’t in her own class! She had even taken measures to head off any potential future rumors about her and her quirk, just in case. It was fascinating how a single embarrassing accident had given the student tunnel vision.
|
|
PLAYED BY OOC NAME
PLAYED BY Artiel
N/A
quirk WICKBURN
|
N/A
alias Candella
|
|
Post by Suzu Tada on Apr 11, 2020 21:44:31 GMT
Tada choked and nearly dropped the plate in his hand when he heard his new classmate ready herself for first degree murder. It wasn't exactly the most promising start for a candidate in hero training, but it wasn't like he could blame her. Somehow, though, he couldn't say she looked much worse for wear in her newly pasta-fied shirt and jacket.
Somehow, it made her look more punk than before. I don't care about the rulez, her new fashion statement said with a funky 'z', I don't even clean my shirt.
Also, it continued, I am a fish girl.
"Don't worry, we'll kill whoever did this for sure," Tada assured her. He didn't like picking up dirty dishes any more than she did. Even as he put them in the sink, he was kinda grumbling inwardly about it. Honestly, he thought. "What asshole thinks they can just put their dirty shit back in the cupboard? Do they not know how sinks work? Were they raised in a barn?"
Or worse, were they the kind of stuck up prick that expected everyone else to pick up all their trash? He knew nobody in their class had a garbage-adjacent quirk. It wasn't like they had anyone making use of the dirty dishes.
Tada deposited the last of the pile with a long sigh that blew a strand of stray hair away from the rest of his face.
At least with this new, strange fish-girl he didn't have to worry about many pre-battle introductions. Sure, there was maybe an ass-kicking on the horizon, but she seemed pretty good at announcing herself beforehand.
"Only question is whether or not it's gonna be worth the detective work," he groaned.
Hands balled into fists on his hip, Tada pivoted in place, turning back to look at her from a totally star-studded tokusentai pose. He offered her exactly one finger-gun to introduce himself.
"Tada, by the way. You're, uh?" |
|
PLAYED BY OOC NAME
PLAYED BY Sigga
N/A
quirk SYNAPTIC FLAY
|
N/A
alias TBD
|
|
Post by Sigrid Tendo on Apr 14, 2020 20:14:03 GMT
A few more trace comestibles were flicked off her person before Sigga was certain only a washing machine could finish the job. Maybe she should find and jump into one with her clothes just to be thorough. She raised a single purple, pterygiophore eyebrow at the response coming from the lithe empath. The transition from presuming they’d be doing the dishes together to so quickly softening the tension with a casual homicidal accord caught the bald girl by surprise, kind of like the avalanche of cookware had.
Her amber eyes blinked as the other student continued to speak. Though the idea hadn’t occurred to her at first, Sigga briefly wondered if the vocalized sympathy was simply a form of social camouflage meant to hide the true perpetrator from her. There was that saying, criminals always return to the scene of the crime. The thing is, this fish-girl happened to know that particular saying didn’t hold any water in most cases, pun fully intended. And anyone who had gone to the trouble of hiding dirty dishes was unlikely to stray anywhere near the kitchen after doing so.
Sigga let out a short sigh, her temper adequately diffused by the male newcomer. She still felt a bit of acrimony at the accident but now that she was thinking clearly again her attention returned to more diplomatic considerations. “Sigrid.” Sigga said, offering her name up without any fuss. It was quite fortunate the person who had found her didn’t have a more abrasive personality. “I just transferred to UA.” she added, answering the unasked question of what a stranger was doing in the 1-B dorms. It wouldn’t do to have the horned boy call an authority figure on her before she even started her first day of classes.
|
|
PLAYED BY OOC NAME
PLAYED BY Artiel
N/A
quirk WICKBURN
|
N/A
alias Candella
|
|
Post by Suzu Tada on Apr 14, 2020 21:11:55 GMT
Tada's jaw fell open when she mentioned it being her very first term. Prior to that moment, he assumed he was simply a dingdong, someone who didn't remember the name to fit the face he was looking at — what he now knew was that he was instead face-to-face with opportunity. In the back of his head, a clock began to tick down.
There were only a few scant hours before Sigrid realized exactly how stupid he was.
"New, huh?"
He needed to find a new identity and STAT, before she realized exactly what she was dealing with. Was he the good, dear friend type? Or was he the dangerous bad boy? Maybe he was the super polite and up-and-coming youngster?
Cocking his chin between his thumb and his forefinger, Tada closed his eyes and nodded as suavely as he could.
"Ah, yes, I've been there, truly," he began, voice suddenly an octave deeper. "But worry not, dear Sigrid, I've got your back!"
In his head, he was totally backed by a sea of anime roses. In real life, the few clean dishes he'd just stacked up in the cupboard fell back onto the counter behind him with a clatter that he didn't seem to acknowledge.
"I guess you could say I'm a U.A. expert. I know everything there is to know about this place."
Look, that wasn't exactly the truth, but...
Scratching the side of his chin and back to his normal sound, Tada led the way forward with a nervous laugh and a wave of his free hand. "Well, uh, everything important, anyway, I don't really..."
The point was that he totally knew all the essentials. He spelled them out for her as quickly as he could...
"The main idea is that I'm cool, everyone else is a poser, and that's, like, top three things you need to know. Do you like action movies?" |
|
PLAYED BY OOC NAME
PLAYED BY Sigga
N/A
quirk SYNAPTIC FLAY
|
N/A
alias TBD
|
|
Post by Sigrid Tendo on Apr 14, 2020 23:26:52 GMT
“Nn.” Sigga nodded her head, affirming her status was as she had described it. There wasn’t any sense in her pretending to be from another class. Even if all the cookware ended up getting destroyed in her exploration, that event certainly hadn’t been her fault. And even if it was, lying about which dorm she was in would do little more than postpone consequences at best, and at worst leave her with a poorer rep. But the pots and pans were fine and so was she. Mostly...
The stained student tried to keep her expression neutral during the conversation. Her mind couldn’t help but find some of the nuances of Tada’s speech to be… off. Did- did he just switch personas? Sigga was pretty sharp on the uptake when she was actually paying attention. The teen had spent much of her life studying how people interacted and influenced each other with their mannerisms and words. It was why she was so damn good at talking her way out of situations. Well, most of them. The point being, you can’t really bullshit a bullshitter.
“Oh yeah?” The piscine girl kept her tone relatively level, adjusting the pitch to sound much like that of a person who had just discovered a useful piece of information. She didn’t really even have to fake it.
Tada seemed to backtrack a little with his statement asserting his knowledge of local folklore, evidently wary of what he thought he could get away with. There were certainly a few piece of intelligence Sigga thought she might be able to get out of him about her new environment, but there was no rush to interrogate the boy. She’d ask her questions soon enough. Keeping her expression wide-eyed and curious, like some naïve little hick with good grades and big ideas, Sigga appeared accepting of the facts presented.
“Of course!” Sigga replied eagerly, a slight smile caressing her noseless face. Technically most action movies weren’t really her thing, but even someone with her tastes had a few exceptions. It was easier to lie when said lie had a grain of truth to it and it didn’t take long for her to recollect a few examples of action movies were she to get quizzed on them. But… what was the boy’s reason for asking such a specific question?
|
|
