heya! i'm just your typical palo alto student, trying to make the most of life. i like astronomy, art, and really, really bad puns. nic, they/them, 20. //// (ooc: this is a rp account, my ooc blog url is beautifulrecovered. fc is kaitlyn alexander)
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Nic shrugged. Was it really so obvious they didn't really know what they were doing here? 'So much for faking that confidence'
"Maybe I'm trying something new. Taking your advice, for once." They teased.
"Aren't you always telling me I need to get out more?" They spun around. "Well, here I am! But to be honest..." They leaned in a bit closer. "I don't really know what all is going on around me right now. It's a lot."
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“Oh, Blue, hey! Didn’t see you there, clearly.” They smiled, glad to see a familiar face. “And I’m hurt, do you really think if I were trying to get your top off the best move I could think of would be to trip?”
They shook their head in mock disappointment. “You wound me, you really do.”
“yeah tripping is a bit dramatic. if you wanted to get my top off all you’d have to do was ask.” blue winks before downing the rest of the alcohol in her cup that had survived the spill. the lukewarm liquid burns her throat as it goes down, but she tries to smile despite this. “suprised to you here, though. no offense or anything, i just thought this-” she gestures to the crowd of people beside her, “- wasn’t your…vibe?”
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Nic fought the urge to roll their eyes. They were starting to think this guy was just in a bad mood to begin with. 'And it's just my luck I bumped into him'
"Well, I'm going to go looking. You can... Stay right here, I guess? Or come with, because to be honest with you, I don't think I'd be able to find you again in all this if you moved." This was turning into a lot bigger of a deal than Nic expected.
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Nic blinked, they weren’t used to such aggressive responses. They held up their hands in front of them, then shrugged. “Well, no, I really didn’t see you there at all! Trust me, tripping myself and spilling someone else’s drink all over them isn’t exactly my idea of a fun, zany way to introduce myself.”
‘I guess he does have a right to be angry though, his shirt’s a mess’ they thought. They felt their face start to heat up from the embarrassment, but they were still determined to have a good time. They started looking around for a way to clean up the mess.
“I don’t see any napkins or paper towels or anything around, do you think they’d have some in the kitchen? I don’t wanna just leave you like this.” They gestured at his shirt.
“do i think they’d have paper towels in a kitchen?” eli spat. a moment later though, and he raised his hands up in between them, part defence in case round two of drinks a-pouring came in, part to try and take a second to just, like, chill. he blinked, then blinked again. finally, a breath was let out and eli pushed forward with a smile of sorts. it seems that now was the time for a decidedly quiet sort of seething anger. a repressed time of annoyance. “right.”
he looked down at his shirt and back up at the perpetrator. listen, it happens. he knows that, we all know that. still, it took him a minute to really truly realise this fact. he scoffs. “it’s fine, really. i could do with a paper towel, though. yeah.”
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"Yeah, I guess I'm alright. It's just... I'm good at all the actual astronomy stuff!" They huffed. "It's just all the random classes in between that are driving me nuts."
They shook their head to clear their mind a bit. "But anyway, dinners sound great! I'm hopeless when it comes to cooking, but I can bake cookies, so we're covered when it comes to desserts. And of course I'll come to your show! You don't even have to ask."
They stretched, and finally just set their laptop aside. They'll deal with the rest of that in the morning (yeah, right). "When exactly is it, anyway? And what are you playing?"
Nic looked up from their coursework when they heard the sound of one of their roommates getting home. They were grateful for the distraction, because, as usual lately, it wasn’t going well.
“Well hey there! Almost didn’t hear you coming in over the sound of my dreams just… Absolutely shattering on the floor.” They flopped over on the couch and let out a purposefully overdramatic sigh. “So, what’s new in your world lately?”
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"Oh, Blue, hey! Didn't see you there, clearly." They smiled, glad to see a familiar face. "And I'm hurt, do you really think if I were trying to get your top off the best move I could think of would be to trip?"
They shook their head in mock disappointment. "You wound me, you really do."
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Nic walked into the house party trying to seem more confident than they actually felt. ‘Fake it til you make it, right?’ They thought. They scanned the crowd, not really noticing anyone they recognized. It was so… Loud. But still, anything beat studying for another calc exam they were sure to fail. They spotted a corner that seemed mostly empty, and started making their way over to it. Sure, lurking in a corner would be antisocial, and that would beat the point of coming to one of these things, but at that exact moment they didn’t care. They were so lost in thought, they didn’t notice they were about to bump into somebody until they almost tripped over them, which conveniently caused whoever they bumped into to spill their drink.
“Oh, shi-” They exclaimed, after getting back on their feet. “Oh, I’m so sorry! Are you alright?”
“fucking- !” she shouts just a little too loudly as she watches her drink spill on her blouse as well as the ground. she wasn’t angry, but she was far too drunk for this to be happening to her right now. after a long sigh, blue finally she looks up and sees nic’s familiar face. a grin smile quickly across her face. “was this just a ploy to get my top dirty so i’d take it off?” she laughs and lightly shakes her head. “it’s no sweat, you just caught me off guard. besides, i don’t give a shit - this isn’t my carpet. ”
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"Oh, absolutely! Maybe by the time we're done I'll remember why I even bother studying this stuff. Besides," They rolled off the couch, then stood up. "I know we all just moved in and all, but it's been looking blander than plain white toast in here."
They gestured at all the bags Paige was carrying. "Need some help with all that?"
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Nic looked up from their coursework when they heard the sound of one of their roommates getting home. They were grateful for the distraction, because, as usual lately, it wasn’t going well.
“Well hey there! Almost didn’t hear you coming in over the sound of my dreams just… Absolutely shattering on the floor.” They flopped over on the couch and let out a purposefully overdramatic sigh. “So, what’s new in your world lately?”
her arms are filled with bags of decor - trinkets and odds and ends of whatever caught her eye from a recent shopping spree for the new apartment- the decorating used as a form of distraction and the shopping more-or-less being used as a means of therapy. the shooting glares and side eye glances that followed her around town were enough for paige to start blindly tossing things into a cart and whipping out the black amex.
the hotel she was still currently checked into still held a small amount of her things, using it as a back up if things ended up going sour with her new roommates. she lets out a small laugh as she shuffles in, letting the bags drop onto the soft carpet, “you sound like you could use some help with procrastinating.” she teases, easily breezing past their question, choosing not to answer it, “wanna help me decorate the living room? i’m thinking a boho feel - like, the kind that makes you want to catch a flight to bali for some eat, pray and love vibes.”
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Nic blinked, they weren't used to such aggressive responses. They held up their hands in front of them, then shrugged. "Well, no, I really didn't see you there at all! Trust me, tripping myself and spilling someone else's drink all over them isn't exactly my idea of a fun, zany way to introduce myself."
'I guess he does have a right to be angry though, his shirt's a mess' they thought. They felt their face start to heat up from the embarrassment, but they were still determined to have a good time. They started looking around for a way to clean up the mess.
"I don't see any napkins or paper towels or anything around, do you think they'd have some in the kitchen? I don't wanna just leave you like this." They gestured at his shirt.
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Nic walked into the house party trying to seem more confident than they actually felt. ‘Fake it til you make it, right?’ They thought. They scanned the crowd, not really noticing anyone they recognized. It was so… Loud. But still, anything beat studying for another calc exam they were sure to fail. They spotted a corner that seemed mostly empty, and started making their way over to it. Sure, lurking in a corner would be antisocial, and that would beat the point of coming to one of these things, but at that exact moment they didn’t care. They were so lost in thought, they didn’t notice they were about to bump into somebody until they almost tripped over them, which conveniently caused whoever they bumped into to spill their drink.
“Oh, shi-” They exclaimed, after getting back on their feet. “Oh, I’m so sorry! Are you alright?”
“jesus christ,” eli sprung back. “you’re kidding me right now? like, you’re actually kidding?” he wiped at his shirt. well yeah, of course this was what would happen to eli if he was to stay on the sidelines for a night. his drink would not only spill, but spill directly onto him. “i was better about five fucking seconds ago,” he spat, mouth twitching to continue and blow up. “you-” he stopped himself short and took in a breath. he was good, he was fine. breathe in, breathe out.
eli drops his hand, a shake of his head and a forced laugh comes with it. “whatever, man. whatever.” he turned on his heel with the dismissive shake of his hand over his shoulder and starts to walk away. “—it’s fine.” a few steps further though and he comes to a halt—meanness so often wins, after all—and spins back round. “have you ever, like…. ever, looked where you were going? like did you ever even for a second just think about it?”
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Nic looked up from their coursework when they heard the sound of one of their roommates getting home. They were grateful for the distraction, because, as usual lately, it wasn't going well.
"Well hey there! Almost didn't hear you coming in over the sound of my dreams just... Absolutely shattering on the floor." They flopped over on the couch and let out a purposefully overdramatic sigh. "So, what's new in your world lately?"
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Nic walked into the house party trying to seem more confident than they actually felt. 'Fake it til you make it, right?' They thought. They scanned the crowd, not really noticing anyone they recognized. It was so... Loud. But still, anything beat studying for another calc exam they were sure to fail. They spotted a corner that seemed mostly empty, and started making their way over to it. Sure, lurking in a corner would be antisocial, and that would beat the point of coming to one of these things, but at that exact moment they didn't care. They were so lost in thought, they didn't notice they were about to bump into somebody until they almost tripped over them, which conveniently caused whoever they bumped into to spill their drink.
"Oh, shi-" They exclaimed, after getting back on their feet. "Oh, I'm so sorry! Are you alright?"
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“I’m bad at math.”
My astronomy professor spewing calculus on the board and relying on the students to correct it.
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Hi, I’m Rook, and I’m very excited to start role-playing on Tumblr with ya’ll! I’ll be playing Nic Gallimore, and you can find more information about them under the cut:
(kaitlyn alexander, nonbinary) okay, so get this… i was in palo alto the other weekend and i ran into NIC GALLIMORE. everyone calls them the SPACE CADET, which makes sense because they’re very LAID BACK and WITTY but also very DISTRACTED and DISORGANIZED. you know, the 20 year old STUDENT really reminds me of FRESH CITRUS, BULKY JOURNALS WITH MESSY HANDWRITING, and OVERALLS WITH FLECKS OF PAINT ON THEM. (Rook, 20, mst, they/them)
Nic is an astronomy major, and just generally a huge nerd about space. They spend a lot of their time studying because, despite loving space, they’re terrible at math. This has really started putting a strain on them as they move into more advanced math classes, and they’re starting to consider quitting.
They aren’t at all close with their family because their family refused to accept their being nonbinary. In fact, they moved out and haven’t spoken to any of their family or friends since.
They aren’t really active in any party scenes yet, but they’ve been feeling tempted to cut loose and see what it’s like!
They are always scribbling things down in a bulky notebook to try and remember things because they are so forgetful.
Nic is a lighthearted person, but this can lead to them being a little bit too impulsive. They might not always think things through enough and that lands them in trouble.
Wanted connections:
New friends! Good or bad influences welcome. There’s some potential for Nic to get sucked into the partying world, and if your character seems like they might pull Nic in, that might be interesting.
Maybe a romantic connection? Who knows!
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What happens after you eat aluminum?
You sheet metal
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radioactive locks ~
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NGC 3603 Star Cluster
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