#𝐈𝐍 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑. / idia

[destisea-a]

     ortho... you traitor. no doubt it's the only reason she found him, or... got this far. idia can feel his heartbeat in his ears, as he stands in the doorway of his own room. what in the world could the prefect need from him? what was so important she had to see him in person??? hana hangs out with people like cater and floyd-- a big time extrovert. a bit of hair curls between his fingers, fidgeting nervously--  " uhm hana... couldn't you of... c-called me? " stuttering, his voice low.

@efloresce

[gwg0ry]

@blotlcss asked: "This is not my idea of fun."

being ever so immersed in finishing the sketch, he almost missed another presence. sullen eyes briefly gaze over to the individual, seemingly uncaring of the complaints, before turning his focus to the sketchbook. ❛ ...hmm...if this isn't "fun", to you... ❜ beginning in a quiet murmur, gregory allows the charcoal in his hand to make contact with paper - it's pleasant, clicking sound echoing in the room. ❛ ...look someplace else. i need to finish the sketch. ❜ as long as they didn't interrupt him, it didn't matter if they'd leave or not. who was he to order them around?

VARIED MUSICAL SENTENCES ... ACCEPTING!

[k-alim]

"Hrk... Extrovert alert..." He sees Kalim approaching from down the hallway and tries to keep his head low. Don't see me don't look at me I'm just a worm passing by--

THERE IS NO ESCAPING HIS SUNSHINE PERSONALITY FROM SEEPING INTO HIS BUBBLE. bounding straight up to the upperclassman, he's yelling out his name from a few paces back. though, his acknowledgement seemingly does nothing to stop the other from trying to make it down the hallway without being spotted by him. ❝ idia - senpai, there is something super - super important that i had to ask of you !! this is perfect timing that we've run into each other like this ! like FATE or DESTINY or something, i dunno !! i'm getting ahead of myself here, what i meant to ask you. ❞ reeling himself back a few paces, he stops directly in the upperclassman's path. ❝ the pop music club has a show coming up, and we have some big ideas for it. ones that would require your help. we were thinking flashing lights, strobes, something unique !! it would be perfect to go along with lilia - senpai's guitar skills. would you be willing to help us out with it. please, please, pleeeease. ❞

holding his hands up in a gesture of pleading, he was hoping that he could get the other to come out of his shell just for this. he was a member of the bored games club, but that didn't mean that he couldn't get involved with other activities. they knew him for his intelligence with technology, far beyond that of what they could do. it was only right that he would have asked the one who was absolutely infatuated with technology for assistance. setting up KALIM as the front man was another strategic play, knowing that he had a vibrant personality that was difficult to say no to; and if he was told 'NO', he had a hard time taking it as such.

[destisea-a]

     it's been some weeks since the incident at S.T.Y.X. ramshackle is repaired, most of the dorm leads are doing much better. and idia has made some substantial progress on fixing what he and ortho did to the organization. there was only one issue; he didn't have a vice. or... he did, but ortho shouldn't need to worry over that kind of stuff anymore. not now that he was self aware, with a heart of his own, and an official place at NRC as a first year student. there weren't very many people he'd trust to be vice. hell he's still not too jazzed about being the dorm's head. but--

he'd been thinking over it since yesterday, and after everything- he thinks he has an idea on who to ask. " hey... " he doesn't appear particularly anxious. but he is a little hesitant. " cora, i wanted... to ask you something. "

@ouraniatm / sc ( idia & cora )

[destisea-a]

     sayu has managed to catch him outside his room, a rare occurance. and considering the time, idia really believed he'd be able to get back before the halls filled with students again. but of course, luck is rarely ever on his side. startled by the sound of someone trying to grab his attention. " - huh!? " turning quite suddenly to see her, brows knit together. of course it would be the prefect. " d-don't you have... " classes? barely a few moments and he can already feel a nagging impatience. fingers curled up, hidden beneath baggy grey-blue sleeves.

" im kind of uhhh... in a hurry? "

@kuratm / sc ( idia )

[destisea-a]

     " no--- no... " he sounds like he's trying to convince himself it's okay. it's usually just ortho fussing over him, but that's different. and honestly he doesn't really know what to say to that. kind of nice, kind of scary. just out of sight, the tips of his hair turn a soft pink- there and gone again. as he fights to reign in his embarrassment. 

" i don't. i mean i d-dont... mind. " then, an awkward silence falls between them, as idia contemplates how rude it'd be to shut the door in her face. " well? i'm okay! see? " opening the door just a little more so she can see he is in fact, in one piece. 

there's a hint of regret that swirls in her chest, bashfulness in her lips as it curls into an apologetic smile. it's hard to keep old habits at bay: she's grown accostumed to showing up unnanounced in her brother's room whenever she felt like it. perhaps that's the reason behind the other's pained expression, but it is too late to rethink her approach as they stand face to face. ❝ i could . . . but i wanted to check on you as well. hopefully you don't mind it too much. ❞