workingonitsir: (Worried/Looking up)
JARVIS ([personal profile] workingonitsir) wrote in [community profile] xavier_institute_logs2015-10-27 11:30 pm

New Arrival~ [Backdated to earlier in the evening

WHO: Jarvis and Open
WHAT: Arriving at the school
WHERE: Courtyard and Main Entrance
WHEN: Early evening October 27th

This was it.

Jarvis looked up at the large mansion – even larger than the one in Malibu (but smaller than the Tower in New York City that was undergoing repairs) – that was to be his new home for the rest of his education years. A place for people like him, and Tony had shown him the information he had gathered on the Institute. Tony hadn't been happy about sending Jarvis off to boarding school, but his education needed to be finished before he could apply to college or just further his career and experiences back in California.

A dust cloud formed up as the taxi started off, leaving Jarvis with the order that Tony had given him – finish his education and then come back to Malibu. Easy enough, right? Only now there wasn’t a Malibu to go home to. The news had come while he was on the plane and suddenly he had understood how a computer felt to ‘freeze up’.


Steeling himself with a deep breath, he picked up his suitcase and started through the gates. The entrance courtyard was nice, and had the potential to be a nice study area. It took his mind off of Malibu for a moment as he attempted to familiarize himself with the new surroundings. Already the sun was dipping below the horizon and he hadn't realized just how late he'd be arriving. That wouldn't do - Jarvis hated tardiness.

Stopping at the door, he looked for a doorbell, a knocker, then shrugged. He wouldn’t be rude and just barge in. Jarvis had better manners than that after all. He thought he heard his knock resound in the room beyond the door as his knuckles gave a firm few knocks.

“Hello? I’m a new arrival at this school, a transfer to say the least. I wasn’t informed of who to contact upon arriving though—“
knighterrantofthedragon: Alric smiling slightly, head tilted (tilted smile)

Oh hello

[personal profile] knighterrantofthedragon 2015-10-28 05:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Escuse me as I hop on this first. :3 ]

Rather than an immediate answer from inside, it came from off to the side, accompanied by the sound of someone approaching: a young man, perhaps a couple years Jarvis's senior, dressed casually but fairly sharp, but with uncommonly long black hair. He was certainly distinctive enough Jarvis could pick him out with a reverse image search if he wanted.

"Ah, good evening. Here. Let me get the door for you."

He strode up with an air of easy confidence and casual athletic jauntiness, hopping up the steps to get the door for Jarvis, smiling politely. None of Tony's bravado or ribbing, though--at least, not yet.

"Please do come in and relax until someone from the staff is available. Your trip was a pleasant one, I hope, Mr....?"
knighterrantofthedragon: Alric smiling pensively (Pensive smile)

[personal profile] knighterrantofthedragon 2015-10-28 03:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Alric smiled courteously, opening the door--and holding it with his free hand as he shook Jarvis's firmly. His accent clearly wasn't American--British, possibly, or at least nearer to it.

"...well, I'm certainly flattered to be invited to address you in so familiar a manner. My name is Alric Caelegart."

The name, also, was distinctive enough it wouldn't be hard at all to research.

"Is there anything with which I might be of assistance while you wait for a more official welcome?"
knighterrantofthedragon: Alric smiling slightly, head tilted (tilted smile)

[personal profile] knighterrantofthedragon 2015-10-29 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
Alric raised his eyebrows slightly at that look and the full-body pause--and chuckled casually at the quip about being an assistant, following Jarvis inside, making sure any luggage he might have brought makes it inside, as well.

"I rather like to believe that we all have some way in which we can assist one another. I'm afraid I can't help much with the former, but I could certainly show you around, if you like, and answer any questions you might have--or at least take a stab at them."
knighterrantofthedragon: Alric looking aside pensively (pensive)

[personal profile] knighterrantofthedragon 2015-10-29 03:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Alric scowled slightly at that, obviously rather concerned, and whipped out a handkerchief, offering it over.

"...certain you're up for it..? If you need to stop for a rest..."
knighterrantofthedragon: Alric staring ahead intensely (intense)

[personal profile] knighterrantofthedragon 2015-11-03 11:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Alric gave him a brief, penetrating look, apparently not completely convinced of just how ready he was... but he nodded. Not really his decision to make, after all, but he'd be keeping an eye on this new arrival. He smiled politely, with just a hint of something stern under it.

"Mm. If you're sure. Probably best you don't overdo it on your first day, though." Just a brief pause to change gears. "And... yes, if you like, I can show you the residential wing, first. We can put your things in my room until you're ready to pick them up, if that's all right with you."

(no subject)

[personal profile] knighterrantofthedragon - 2015-11-09 08:50 (UTC) - Expand
griot: (alone)

[personal profile] griot 2015-10-28 03:10 pm (UTC)(link)
The thirteen year old boy walked to the door with shopping bags in his hands, stooping like a hunch back. Without talking to anyone, he mumbled something under his breath.

"It's inconceivable that no one has tried to kidnap me yet. With my power everyone should be after me."

Viti mumbled in growls, as though he was disappointed.
griot: (surpise)

[personal profile] griot 2015-10-28 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"Baaaaa!" Viti shouted startled, and jumped, throwing his back in the air.

"Oh no the eggs!" Viti dove to catch the back full of eggs, but he would be too slow. Would the new person catch it?
griot: (hmm?)

[personal profile] griot 2015-10-29 12:20 pm (UTC)(link)
The thirteen year old boy pushed his glasses up his nose as he got his bearings back together.

"That was close. Thank you for saving the eggs but..."

Viti leaned to closer to Jarvis' face his eyes canning him.

"...where did you come from?"
griot: (hmm?)

[personal profile] griot 2015-10-30 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
Viti never did understand the concept of personal space, but he did not lean any closer. He raised his free hand so he could shake Jarvis'.

"Malibu huh? Well welcome to the institute. Here you'll find that 92% of currency exists only on computers."

Viti tilted his head in confusion at his own statement. It wasn't what he meant to say. Suddenly his eyes bulged.

"Oh sorry. My power was active!"
Edited (Icons. it's always the icons. ) 2015-10-30 00:10 (UTC)


[personal profile] griot - 2015-10-30 12:38 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] griot - 2015-10-31 12:47 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] griot - 2015-10-31 22:11 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] griot - 2015-11-01 13:00 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] griot - 2015-11-01 23:02 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] griot - 2015-11-02 11:10 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] griot - 2015-11-03 00:03 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] griot - 2015-11-04 14:16 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] griot - 2015-11-05 14:00 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] griot - 2015-11-05 23:08 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] griot - 2015-11-06 12:42 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] griot - 2015-11-06 23:21 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] griot - 2015-11-07 17:25 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] griot - 2015-11-08 16:35 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] griot - 2015-11-11 00:05 (UTC) - Expand

not sure. It is a mess of a word.

[personal profile] griot - 2015-11-13 13:20 (UTC) - Expand
jolie_aile: (look you can actually see her eyes)

[personal profile] jolie_aile 2015-11-03 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
From the atrium, there was a muffled, though cheerful reply of "oh, just a minute!"

The person pulling the door open would have been difficult to miss under most circumstances; an absurdly tall beanpole of a young woman, blonde and pallid with bright red eyes and what looked like metal wings folded on her back. But instead of feathers or any sensible flight surfaces, there was only an array of seven-colored prisms hanging from the frame like softly glowing ornaments. She was wearing a simple red dress and vest over a white shirt, which her wings were apparently sticking out the back of like they had been attached there.

"Hello! You'll want to see one of the advisors, I think. I can show you where their office is," Flandre said, smiling brightly.
jolie_aile: (This is somewhat silly)

[personal profile] jolie_aile 2015-11-03 10:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's fine!" she said, with a little wave of her hand. Flandre wasn't wearing any gloves, so her long claws were plainly visible. "People tend to be more flexible about keeping odd hours here." Especially now.

The young woman scooted back to the side to let the new arrival through the door. The tips of her wings flick out a bit, as if aware they're being watched and wanting to show off to best advantage.

"Did you have any trouble at the airport...?"
jolie_aile: (dammit math)

[personal profile] jolie_aile 2015-11-04 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Flandre's smile dims a little, but not too much. "I see. I ask because there's been some, ah...unrest here, lately."

Not at the school itself, but in the surrounding city. And elsewhere, she imagined.

The young woman closed the door after he was through, to keep the chill away. Her smile brightens again when he introduces himself, and she reaches her own hand out to shake his, mindful of her claws. Tearing up a new student's hand was hardly the best first impression!

"I'm Flandre, nice to meet you."
jolie_aile: (Yes I'm sure the weather is nice today)

[personal profile] jolie_aile 2015-11-05 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
A part of her was quietly pleased that he took the extra effort to get her name right; probably the same part of her mind that twitched her wings again to show them off more. Flandre's accept was a bit more apparent when she said her own name.

"Have you visited this area before?" she asked, releasing his hand.

(no subject)

[personal profile] jolie_aile - 2015-11-05 02:28 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] jolie_aile - 2015-11-05 21:10 (UTC) - Expand

Sorry for the delay!

[personal profile] jolie_aile - 2015-11-07 19:27 (UTC) - Expand


[personal profile] jolie_aile - 2015-11-08 04:55 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] jolie_aile - 2015-11-08 22:08 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] jolie_aile - 2015-11-10 18:51 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] jolie_aile - 2015-11-12 20:37 (UTC) - Expand