forum Tetorra, School For The Magically Gifted//Closed

Started October 25, 2018 by @PuffPoff

tune

Fade looks away from his gameboy and gives him a flustered look. "I did no such thing! They just…came up to me" He goes back to his game, but just stays quiet without playing it, listening to Barry play a melody on his guitar.

"Yeah, I am. Mind if I come in?" Aether chuckled.

(Np, see you then!)

Barry raised an eyebrow. “Very believable.” Turning back to his guitar, he let his fingers take over, improvising a tune. He let his mind drift, not really paying attention to what he was playing until his hands struck familiar notes. Immediately, Barry dropped the guitar onto the bed as if he’d been burned and turned away, a muscle in his jaw twitching.

Beau saw that there was someone outside their dorm and paused in his unpacking to open it. He didn't have very many things with him anyways, since he only really needed clothes. He also had a pack of Twizzlers simply because he liked them. "Hello? Oh! Oliver, you're back! Is something wrong?"

Oliver tilts his head slightly with a smile, “nothings wrong persay, but…” he holds up the paper, “I’m supposed to be in here with both of y’all, according to this at least”

"Really? Was something wrong with your other dorm?" Beau asked. "Not that I don't want you here! I do! I-I'm just wondering what happened, since dorms I think usually have two people." (tfw when you lowkey want to make Beau have a slight crush on Oliver bc he's pannn)

(I’d be soooo down)
Oliver giggles at his quick backtrack in words, “It being a magic school I wouldn’t rule anything out about what’s wrong with my room” He leans forward towards Beau and ‘whispers’, “probably some pre-class experiments. But shhh don’t tell anyone”

"Er, what… what kind of experiments?" Beau stepped back a bit, trying to gather his thoughts again. A faint pink tint rose to his cheeks, but he ignored it for the time being. "No one was hurt, right?"

“Oh! Of course not! Just silly stuff, like last year I accidentally grew a plant that wouldn’t stop growing!” He pushes up his glasses, “you know, people experimenting with their magic powers before they learn the correct way”

(Beau: Hecc where is my heccing roommate when I need him for social interaction)
Beau laughed a bit. "That's good… well, um, anyways, you should probably come in? I-I mean, there's no reason for us to just keep standing in the hallway."

“Oh, of course! Silly me!” Oliver picks up his things and flutters into the room. He delicately sets down his stuff and lets his feet touch the floor

(Does Oliver have wings? Also, how would you describe his hairstyle (kinda detailed?) I wanna draw these bois uwu)
"Uh… we'll have to ask the dorm leader person for another bed." Beau closed the door and looked around the room for a moment before tossing the rest of his stuff into a drawer, picking up his pack of Twizzlers, and flopping down onto his bed. He tore open the package and ate one of the licorice sticks. "Want one?" He held the package out to Oliver.

(Yes! He has thin, almost translucent silvery wings. And his hair is strawberry blond, longish, lots of poof and waves. ((Dunno if this link will work but it’s kinda like https://goo.gl/images/1gWReb)) Very circular glasses and freckles too)
Oliver brightens up even more at the prospect of candy, “I would love one!” He takes one and beams at Beau

(Alright! Thanks <3)
Beau popped another Twizzler in his mouth once Oliver had taken one, sitting cross legged on his bed. "So.. what are we supposed to do now?"

Oliver leans against the bed, “well, we wait for everyone to settle in and then we have dinner!”

"Yeah, I am. Mind if I come in?" Aether chuckled.

"Of course!" Magdalena exclaimed enthusiastically, letting Aether in before shutting the door. She hadn't had time to put her stuff away yet, so her bags were strewn across her bed.

"Y'all completely forgot I was here didn't cha?" Sym said, flipping through a book. He had been r eading while his awkward roommates talked to eachother.

Oliver blinks and seems to drag his eyes away from Beau’s, “sorry bout that! We’re gonna have plenty of time to talk though since we’re going to be rooming together!”

"Yeah… either of y'all know when the meal thing starts? I mean, if y'all don't want to go, I'm fine with that. I don't technically need to eat, anyways, since I'm an angel."

“I believe that it starts in like thirty minutes, and I definitely need to eat!” He pats his practically nonexistent stomach, “I mean look at me!” Oliver giggles

"I just hope they have good seafood," Sym muttered, setting down his book and cracking his neck. He lays down on the bed, his head hanging over the edge. "Bored."

(Beau over here, wondering silently whether he'll get kicked outta heaven for being pan)
"Mm… I guess I'll go with y'all then. I've certainly got nothing else to do. I didn't really have much of anything to unpack, after all."

Oliver stretches, his sweatshirt lifting, he pulls down his sleeves, “Alright. Sounds good!” He opens the door, “shall we get a move on?”

"Hell yeah!" Sym cheers, grabbing his pale blue messenger bag and shoving his book into it.
"Food!"