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xavier_institute_logs2014-10-23 10:28 pm
theveilisin) wrote in xavier_institute_logs2014-10-23 10:28 pm
There's been some confusion for you see my roommate is....
Who: Natsuno Yuuki/Koide & Luvander
What: A meeting between roommates who will undoubtedly get along exactly like a house on fire.
Where: Their room.
When: Natsuno's arrival the the Institute.
Warnings: Luvander's verbal incontinence, the kind of chemistry that is likely to remove your eyebrows if you're not careful.
***
Well, the attack on the school had made it blatantly clear that while life in the U.S. was indeed very different from what he was used to, Luvander would be a fool to be letting his guard down. He hadn't exactly been warned of the possibility of being attacked in the middle of the night, but there was a part of him that would probably always be prepared for that sort of thing, and he was able to take it in stride with relative ease. But, well, he wasn't going to be caught unawares again, was he?
Which was why he had made sure to stack up on weapons, such as he'd been able to find. There were the two large meat cleavers he'd used in battle. There was another knife he'd swiped from one of the attackers, something like a hunting knife if the sawtoothed edge on the upper part of the blade was any indication. There was even a gun, though it only had three bullets left and he hadn't been able to find any ammunition, so he's have to be careful with that.
All of these things were laid out on his bed at the moment, and his previous concern regarding bullets was the reason why, when the door was suddenly opened behind him, Luvander preferred to grab one of the knives instead. He sprang to his feet, the blade held rather nonchalantly as he sized up the stranger... and then he smiled in a relaxed fashion and flung the knife over his shoulder. It made a sproioioioiong kind of noise as it stuck in his bedframe. "I'm most dreadfully sorry - not to mention sufficiently embarrassed. That wasn't very polite, was it?" He grinned, as if waving knifes around was something of a faux pas on the same level as using a sallad fork for the main course. "But may I inquire what exactly you are doing here, if you don't mind?"
What: A meeting between roommates who will undoubtedly get along exactly like a house on fire.
Where: Their room.
When: Natsuno's arrival the the Institute.
Warnings: Luvander's verbal incontinence, the kind of chemistry that is likely to remove your eyebrows if you're not careful.
***
Well, the attack on the school had made it blatantly clear that while life in the U.S. was indeed very different from what he was used to, Luvander would be a fool to be letting his guard down. He hadn't exactly been warned of the possibility of being attacked in the middle of the night, but there was a part of him that would probably always be prepared for that sort of thing, and he was able to take it in stride with relative ease. But, well, he wasn't going to be caught unawares again, was he?
Which was why he had made sure to stack up on weapons, such as he'd been able to find. There were the two large meat cleavers he'd used in battle. There was another knife he'd swiped from one of the attackers, something like a hunting knife if the sawtoothed edge on the upper part of the blade was any indication. There was even a gun, though it only had three bullets left and he hadn't been able to find any ammunition, so he's have to be careful with that.
All of these things were laid out on his bed at the moment, and his previous concern regarding bullets was the reason why, when the door was suddenly opened behind him, Luvander preferred to grab one of the knives instead. He sprang to his feet, the blade held rather nonchalantly as he sized up the stranger... and then he smiled in a relaxed fashion and flung the knife over his shoulder. It made a sproioioioiong kind of noise as it stuck in his bedframe. "I'm most dreadfully sorry - not to mention sufficiently embarrassed. That wasn't very polite, was it?" He grinned, as if waving knifes around was something of a faux pas on the same level as using a sallad fork for the main course. "But may I inquire what exactly you are doing here, if you don't mind?"
/muffled "Point of no return" playing in the distance
He makes a small grimace at the ceiling, because he probably should have chosen his words with more care, but then again... Well, Natsuno was going to share a room with him, so he was bound to notice some habits of his which might seem a bit strange to most people. So he might as well be honest with him - at least to a certain degree.
"I'm not a soldier," he replies, propping his cheek on his hand and watching the other boy a bit more solemnly. "However, I used to be one." He's aware that it probably sounds strange coming from someone who is fifteen years old, but it's not like he can help that. "I don't think you're the type who would sneak up behind me or do things like that, so I don't have to warn you about that. But that's the reason I am keeping all these weapons around. I hope that isn't too worrying?"
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At least he doesn't give much of a reaction at the statement that the other's a soldier. Maybe it's since he's lying there on his bed with his eyes closed for a moment, or maybe he just really isn't that surprised.. they're a school full of weirdos, after all. And it's not like his own backstory is all that normal thanks to that stuff that started a couple of months back. So he answers calmly. "Not really." He doubts Luvander's going to try and kill him in the middle of his sleep, else they wouldn't let him stay here at the school to begin with..
Natsuno moves his arm up idly waving it in the other's direction a little. "Do what you want."
About the weapons, that is, okay. Don't get any funny ideas about what he just gave permission for.
"Just give me permission to use them too if anything weird pops up."
Because even if he has super strength, just plainly ripping off a head or something like that is pretty gross. Even by Natsuno's standards.