Midday stuff [Closed]

[Aaron Hale]

Aaron leaned against the wall, his legs hanging over the bed as the feet barely brushed the soft carpeting. He had just finished half of a small sketch, something that he was hoping to give to a friend of his, a simple drawing really, though Aaron knew that rushing a piece would only end up making it appear shoddy.

Pausing in the middle of a stroke with his pencil, the blonde took in a deep breath before placing the sketch pad down upon his lap. “Thats enough artistic development for one day.” he muttered to himself placing the pad upon his soft bed.

What he would do now had yet to be decided. Maybe he could bug Mat a little bit, he was one of the people that Aaron talked to, and he was pretty fun when he wasn't up his ass. There was also his dorm mates, most of whom he had not had the pleasure of an extended conversation with, something that was likely to change. First he had to find a way to spark a conversation, something that wouldn't end so prematurely.

[Aiden Harris]

Sharing a room was still a new concept to Aiden. Even he and his sister Ellie had always had separate rooms. It was still odd to return to the place he slept and find other people there. Not to mention that he knew next to nothing about them. Granted, that was mostly his own fault. He spent as little time in the room as possible. The fact that he had to live with these guys made him scared to do something stupid in front of them. The last thing he needed was his roommates hating him.

He was practically bouncing as he opened the dorm door. It was taking a lot of effort not to drop the box he was carrying as he entered. The fact that one of his roommates was present was almost lost on him as worked his way over to his bed. But when you could only stay focused on something for a few moments at a time, it didn't take long to realize when you've missed something.

He shot the other boy a nervous grin as he set his stuff down. Great. Interaction with a new person on a day when he was already wound up. The fact that his clothes were covered with bits of tar and roofing did nothing to help his confidence. "Um... Hi!" he softly exclaimed, waving slightly. "So, if you go into town and wanna climb on buildings, stay away from the one with the cones." As he spoke, his hands moved out of habit, signing the words he was saying. Better to sign along than assume his roommate could hear.

[Aaron Hale]

Just as soon as Aaron was ready to get off his lazy ass, maybe do something else, one of his roommates came in; at his usual fast pace. He was carrying some type of box, though Aaron didn't really care to get a closer look. Okay, maybe he was a little curious of what was in the box but that didn't mean he would go around snooping, that was just rude really. What interrupted his train of thought was the guy saying something to him.

Now that he thought about it, this was the first time that he had actually spoken to him really, they never really came in much contact and that went nowhere. “Hi....” He said with a nervous smile, flashing his teeth for a moment before shutting his lips tightly into a thin line.

Then somehow the conversation veered into the realm of building climbing, something that Aaron though far too dangerous for someone like himself. He would mostly be worried about falling off and breaking something, like his pelvis. “I'll keep that in mind... the next time I want to climb a building.” He said, managing to chuckle awkwardly to himself.

Aaron just now noticed the tar and other substances dirtying his clothes. Maybe he did roofing or something like that?

[Aiden Harris]

Aiden grinned awkwardly as his roommate returned his greeting. It wasn't that he disliked meeting new people. In fact, he used to enjoy meeting new people quite a bit. But ever since his meta gene had made itself known, he had a hard time composing himself. Especially when his usual energy was fueled by nerves. He laughed quietly as he pointed to his dirty clothes. "Yeah... I guess the cones are there because of roof work or something. Either way, this shirt is trashed now."

Again, his hands moved as he spoke. It was partially out of habit. After years spent learning ASL, even he and his parents tended to sign along with their speech. It just made it easier to keep in practice. Aiden fidgeted for a moment, thinking. "On the bright side, I got muffins! Want one?" he exclaimed happily, pointing to the box on his bed. The state of his clothing caught his attention again. He quickly turned towards his dresser, tossing his tar stained shirt aside as he rummaged through the drawers.

It only took a second to find something else to wear. Aiden had never been one for things like fancy shirts or matching colors. He tossed on one of his many Under Armour shirts before reaching for the box of treats. A pistachio one was almost beckoning him to take it, and so he gladly obliged. With a happy grin, he took a bite before looking over his roommate again. As was often the case, a thought struck him a few minutes too late. He hadn't introduced himself. "Oh. Right. Um... I'm Aiden." he stammered, finger spelling his name for clarity.

[Aaron Hale]

Aaron could agree that the shirt was trashed, something that he would not have been very happy about if it were his shirt being trashed. He found himself unconsciously gripping his own shirt, the soft cotton fabric soft. There was also the near constant signing, as if he was expecting him to be deaf or something, though if he was it was nice that the guy was being so considerate. Well minus the fact that his hearing was fine, if you didn't consider the fact that Aaron enjoyed his music at earsplitting levels.

Then again the guy had muffins, he even offered one to Aaron, who could never really turn down a tasty muffin; unless they were not tasty. It was now to never though, time to taste muffins. So he took himself one of the muffins that the guy had so graciously offered, looking over it for a brief second before taking a bite. It was a good muffin, the flavor was excellent but he never really bothered to ask what type of muffin they were. Rolling the flavor over his tongue for a moment, Aaron swallowed the confection, pleased slightly.

While he ate the sweet, his roommate seemed to be changing into another shirt, followed by an introduction. It was strange that he had actually forgotten to get that out of the way first but things happen. “Hi, i'm Aaron, its a pleasure.” Sure he had seen him before but they were never really introduce until now. Giving the other teen a pleasant smile, Aaron took another bite of the muffin.

[Aiden Harris]

"Nice to meet you, Aaron." Aiden said with a smile. Or, as close as he could get, considering he currently had a mouthful of muffin. If he'd been a smarter person, he would've grabbed a coffee to go along with the muffins. But that would've complicated the trek back. His train of thought went awry as he noticed his own hands though. At some point, he'd finished fingerspelling his name and had moved on to spelling out the words to Stayin' Alive instead. With a frown, he shook the offending hand to make it stop.

He watched Aaron eat his muffin for a second, trying to think of something to say. "So, we're rommies." he said, laughing slightly. "I've never had a roomie before. It's kinda weird, right? Like suddenly being around folks everyday and not really knowing them." He took a bite of his muffin before he continued. At this point, his mouth was running on autopilot. "I mean, we didn't know each others names until just now. And I didn't know if you like muffins or not. Or if you have allergies which is probably something I should ask before offering food."

For a fleeting moment, Aiden considered sitting on his bed. But his pants were just as ruined as his shirt had been, and he was in no rush to get roof stuff on his bed sheets. A question popped into his head for a second. And before he could even consider asking it, his mouth was already moving. "So, that guy who brings you food in the morning," he started, barely aware of what he was asking. "Does he deliver stuff? Like coffee? Can he bring coffee or is it like a relationship thing? And why do maxipad commercials sound like a cross between an ad for paper towels and airplanes?" Aiden found himself wincing as the stream of words came to a stop. "I... I-i'm sorry... I d-do that s-sometimes...." he almost whispered, embarrassed.

[Aaron Hale]

Aaron found his attention set upon the males hands and how they were in constant movement, as if having them stop would cause some sort of cataclysm. Maybe he just had ADHD or something like that, which was likely but then again he had never seen it turn someone this hyperactive. Considering this was supposed to be a school for the meta human parts of society, perhaps it was just a side effect of his ability or something.

“Yeah we are roomies. Can't say I’ve ever had to share a room myself but then again I did one time with my brother, but thats... another story.” Luckily he had such a wordy roommate, made conversation a little more interesting if not spontaneous. “Yeah I like muffins, not like I'm allergic to them or anything.” Aaron loved muffins actually.

What came next nearly caused him to choke on his muffin, his breath catching in his throat and a blush creeping across his cheeks. Relationships things... with Mat? The idea had his stomach twisting, kinda like that butterfly feeling that people on the TV talk about. Swallowing the muffin before it could potentially choke him, he managed to stammer. “Mat.... and..me? I.... uh...” He looked like a total spaz now. “No, he doesn't deliver coffee, not as far as I know.” He felt his cheeks burning up.

[Aiden Harris]

Aiden's fidgeting got worse as Aaron choked on his muffin. Stupid outburst! Stupid maxipads and their commercials focusing on aerodynamics! He was about to apologize harder and back peddle like no one had back peddled before when his roomate started to sputter. One of his eyebrows arched, showing his confusion. It didn't take long for something to click in his head.

His mouth opened once or twice, but he managed to not ask the question on the tip of his tongue. There was polite inquiry, and then there was prying. And he was fairly certain that what he was about to ask was in the latter category. He quickly took a bite of his muffin to give himself something to focus on and a moment to collect his thoughts.

"Bummer. Coffee delivery would be awesome." he finally managed to spit out. His fingers tapped nervously on the paper wrapper before he spoke again. "I'm... I'm sorry. Sometimes, I go off on random things. I didn't mean to strike a nerve." He was fairly certain the look on his face was somewhere between 'sorry I kicked your dog' and 'I'm trying not to run screaming', but there was nothing he could do about it. Finally, his self-control lost the fight with his curiosity and the question sprang out. "So you two aren't dating? Cause... breakfast everyday is usually like a boyfriend thing, isn't it?"

[Aaron Hale]

“Oh, its..fine really.” Aaron could feel himself grow tense, but why was that? Either the assumption that him and Mat were dating was that surprising, or the fact that he just had no idea how to deal with this sort of stuff. He was never the romantic type, people just didn't really see him as a person they wanted to date. He never really understood that one, but it didn't really matter.

“No we aren't dating....at least I don't think we are.” Could they be and he was just never informed about it? “Wait, that's a boyfriend thing?” Since when was eating breakfast with another guy a boyfriend thing? Had he been doing boyfriend things without even knowing it? He found himself only turning a darker shade of red, chewing on his lower lip.

To keep himself from saying anything that he may regret later, Aaron took a large bite out of muffin and chewed on the moist confection. This could easily have been classified as his second most awkward experience, though the first is something that just shouldn't be brought up. Mostly because it somehow involved a turtle, well a turtle and a computer.

[Aiden Harris]

"Oh. Huh. Shame." Aiden said thoughtfully as Aaron spoke. The question caused him to raise another eyebrow. Aiden had always been pretty open about his sexuality. He was one of two openly gay kids in his high school back home. Even then, he never made a big deal of it or had a tough time. The few times someone had an issue with it, he either had a comment to shoot back or a fist to defend himself with.

That being said, he was also one of two openly gay kids. He'd never been on a date, let alone had a boyfriend. "I guess so?" he answered, unsure. "I don't really have any like... first hand experience. But my sister used to go to breakfast with her boyfriend everyday before school, so I kinda assumed." With that, he finished off his muffin, looking at the remaining wrapper sadly. "Aw... I wish I could fold burritos the right way."

He blinked as he realized what he'd said, wincing again at the randomness. "Ah, sorry I got all nosy." he muttered, hoping it would distract from his previous statement. He tossed the wrapper in his trashcan and set the box containing the rest on his dresser before pulling the blanket off his bed. It was hastily secured around his waist like a towel as he pulled a pair of shorts from his drawer.

He fumbled slightly as he attempted to change his pants without the sheet dropping. At least it was better than stripping in front of someone he didn't know from Adam. "So," he started, thankful he could at least balance on one leg easily. "Since I got all nosy, it's only fair to let you do the same right? Go ahead, ask me something."

[Aaron Hale]

A shame indeed but not something that Aaron would let himself dwell on too much, unless he wanted to find himself blushing again. Without even realizing it he had finished his muffin, a few crumbs finding themselves on his chin, which he wiped off with his left hand. The muffin was good though, so that was a positive of this somewhat awkward moment.

“Never had any experience myself either, don't have a sister either.” The last part was said almost as an after thought, Aaron scratching his chin as he thought over something for a second before returning to the conversation at hand. He never really was open with his sexuality, not that he really hid it either, no one asked, not that he cared if someone did or did not.

“Oh, no its okay really.” he didn't really mind the prying, though that didn't mean the questions asked felt any less awkward for him. Aiden quickly changed into shorts, making sure that Aaron did not see him doing so, much to his relief. Next was a strange offer, though Aaron couldn't really think of anything to ask the male, nothing at all. Maybe he could ask something simple?

“So, what can you do? I know this school is for...erm metahumans so you have to have some cool sort of power, right?” While the question was not the most eloquently worded, he hoped it got the point across.

[Aiden Harris]

Aiden snorted slightly at the sister comment. "I don't recommend having one." he stated plainly, thinking about Ellie. "Sure, they can be fun, and they know a lot about guys. But they tattle and are like stupid strong for no reason." For a second, he almost lost his balance while changing, hopping on one foot like an idiot for a moment before continuing. "And then you're at school trying to explain how your sister gave you a black eye with a Barbie doll."

With a small cry of triumph, he managed to get his shorts on. The question about powers made him smirk a bit. "Yeah, kinda?" he started, whipping the bed sheet from around his waist with a flourish. Without another word, he put a foot on his bed and jumped, pushing off for some extra lift. He managed to do one and a half corkscrews in midair, pushed off the bed with one hand, and twisted so he landed with his feet on the mattress and his back hovering an inch over the bed.

Deciding that since he was already showing, he may as well go all the way, he shifted his balance to one foot, swinging the other leg behind him. The momentum carried him into a forward flip, which he used to push off from the other side of the bed. One more half corkscrew, and he was standing in his original spot like nothing ever happened. "I'm all super agile." he said with a wide grin. "And durable, as long as it's not something like pointy. You?"

[Aaron Hale]

“With a barbie doll you say?” He said, somewhat curious about the statement but not really wanting to delve further into how he got a black eye from a plastic girls toy. Instead he would sit by and watch what looked like a demonstration of the young mans interesting talent, something that was obviously far beyond what the average person could hope to perform. Hell, it hurt his joints just watching him move, but then again Aaron was not known for his athleticism.

“Super agile, sounds pretty cool. Can't say I have anything as cool as that but I have something.” Aaron never really considered his telekinesis that special, since he attended a school where everyone had something cool about them. It made his power seem insignificant in comparison really. He looked for an example, something that would be easy for his power to affect, when it hit him.

He usually kept a small cup filled with pencils at all times beside his bed; in case the inspiration struck, so with some concentration he beckoned one of the writing utensils to him. With a single motion of a finger, he mentally commanded a bright yellow pencil to come to him and slowly one of them rose from the others, and floated into his waiting palm. “Its telekinesis, pretty cool, right?
Sarcasm at its finest.