Lucian nodded, adjusting his grip on his laptop and bag. He began to walk, heading up a pathway to the doors of the university. He pulled open one of the doors, holding it open for Morrigan. He had been taught by his parents to have manners to everyone, especially women. Once she was inside, he followed her into the building.
Morrigan thanked him from opening the door, but her anxiety levels were rising the longer she talked to him. Finally, not far from their next class, she spotted a women's washroom and quickly excused herself.
Once inside, she allowed her walls to crumble, her polite facial expression morphing into one of panic and exhaustion. Rubbing at the bags under her eyes, she rolled up her sleeve and began scratching at her forearm to help ground herself.
Lucian had watched Morrigan step away. He let out a sigh before walking into the main lecture room. He slid into a seat and leaned back in the chair. He set his laotop on the desk, pulling up his notes for a bit of last minute studying.
By the time she had calmed down enough to breathe slowly and evenly, Morrigan's arm was pink and raw from all the scratching. She hastily tugged her sleeve back down and left the bathroom.
Once inside the classroom, a few desks behind Lucian, she pulled out her binder to review her notes.
Lucian’s foot tapped as he nudged his glasses up to see a bit better. He let out a sigh as he did his best to concentrate. He felt good about this exam, but there was always the possibility of forgetting things.
Skip or stay?)
(We might as well skip)
Sure, to when?)
(To after the exam, maybe?)
(Sure)
Morrigan zipped up her bag, her face a mask of stoic calm. If it weren’t for her shaking hands, it would have been extremely hard to guess that she was a nervous wreck on the inside and sure she had failed the exam.
Stupid. All your fault. You should have tried harder. Freaking disappointment.
The voice in her head scarily resembled her father’s, which only served to unsettle her further.
Lucian fet decent about his exam. There were a few that he had forgotten, but knew that he had gotten most of them right. It wouldn’t be perfect, but he was positive that he hadn’t failed. He was standing now, packing his things away into his bag.
Slinging the bag onto her shoulder, Morrigan straightened. She came around the side of her desk, almost bumping into Lucina, again. Recovering quickly, she stepped smoothly to the side, her walls restored. "Thanks for the ride."
Lucian had felt someone brush past him, and he looked over to see Morrigan. “You’re welcome, it wasn’t a problem at all,” he responded with a friendly smile. “Do you think the exam went well?” He asked.
(Urg Lucian keeps autocorrecting to Lucina)
Morrigan nodded, more of an automatic movement than anything. “At least, I hope so. How about you?” She shifted again to give another student access to the door, trying on a smile.
(That’s kind of weird lmaoo)
“I think I did pretty decent, but we’ll have to wait and see,” Lucian responded, shifting his grip on his bag. Hm, she has a nice smile, he thought ot himself.
(XD)
Morrigan nodded in response. At this point she was unsure what to say; should she excuse herself and leave or continue to converse? She could feel her stomach twisting uncomfortably, breathing quickening slightly. “Erm— What class do you have next?”
Lucian shifted the weight on his heels a bit. He brushed his hair back away from his forehead. “Medical sciences. What do you have next?” He askked.
“Criminology.” She checked the time, a part of her anxious to have at least a moment alone. “Come to think of it, I should probably run for that. See you later, I guess.”
Lucian hummed in response as he nodded his head a bit. “Yeah, I should get to class too. I’ll see you later, maybe,” he said, moving to hold open the door for her.
“Thanks.” Morrigan smiled politely, slipping out into the hallway. Just hold on for thirty more seconds.. The smile wobbled slightly.
(Skip?)
(Sure. To when do you think we should skip to?)
(Uh idk, when would they interact? Bump into eachother at lunch the next day?)
(Yeah, lunch time would work best)
Morrigan was relatively calm by the time her lunchtime came around. She was debating whether or not she should actually eat, when she stumbled on an uneven part of the pavement and barrelled right into someone.
Lucian had been walking across the campus towards where his car was. He hadn’t had a class before, so he had gone to work out a bit at the campus gym. He had changed, and now he was dropping his clothes off in his car. But he felt someone run right into him, and grunted as he stumbled back, but steadied himself. He looked to see who he had run into, and was surprised to find that it was Morrigan. “God, that happened again, I’m so sorry,” he said with a slightly nervous chuckle.