Good Luck {Tempest}

[Ivy Rose]

If Ivy were to see everything that would happen to her before it happened, she more than likely would avoid all the unfavorable situations, but sadly the precognate only had randomized visions, more often fueled by high emotion or stress on herself or those who are associated with those visions. And to anyone who knew Ivy -which was a very small handful of individuals- they knew that she rarely was fueled emotionally, so it turned into primarily visions of other's futures. They were unnecessary and, more often than not, a literal headache. 

Ivy's decision that day was a change in scenery, but with it having rained that early afternoon, her plans were very much ruined. Instead, she was stuck on the ground of Hammel, a place she had seen time and time again with nothing but an opened book and a pencil. Her feet took her wherever they wanted her to go, seeing as she had her head down and she was scribbling words; occasionally she would look up and steer away before running into anybody, but apparently she didn't see somebody in time because her book and pencil was on the floor in a matter of seconds. 

"Gah!" She yelped in surprise, trying to maintain balance, but to no avail. She fell backwards, into the concrete. Seriously? "A little help here?" She grumbled, staring up at the figure in front of her. 

[Tempest Diamond]

Tempest smiled as he walked around, it wasn't a terribly nice day but he preferred the less warm weather. The heat of the sun always gave him trouble in that his body temperature was already elevated, that plus more heat from the sun made for a very hot and unhappy Tempy. He had to carry water around everywhere and remember to drink often, not to mention just in his regular short sleeved tops he was boiling. However, he didn't like to take his shirt off in public. It just something he didn't do as he wasn't comfortable with it. Scars were ugly and came with many a question he didn't like to answer. He smiled a little his jacket around around his waist because of him being heated. Being too hot wasn't good for him and could make him faint or have his organs shut down.. These sorts of things hadn't happened yet as he'd been careful after the school's nurse had warned him of all these awful things but sometimes drinking water just wasn't remembered.

He smiled as he decided to people watch, people were interesting in what they did and such, he wanted some new friends but wanted to focus on who was in his new classes. Well.. If he could. He stood and watched a pair who seemed to be a couple and blushed a little. He'd never been in a couple before, He was 'In the closet' as some might say. But all of the small crushes he'd ever had, had been taken or straight. Also he hadn't wanted to risk his relationship with his friends at that time.. But, well they weren't the type to accept a gay friend. He sighed as he thought about how he'd argued with them and well that hadn't gone down well with either side. They called him a boring idiot with no opinion.. After two years of friendship after he'd found that they were avoiding him after finding they wouldn't be in the same classes anymore. He'd retorted with ranting and raving.. He hated them.. They just abandoned him. With a blink something bumped into the back of him and he almost fell over forwards. He turned and blinked before sighing and helping her up. "Yeah sure.. Are you okay?" h asked not really expecting an apology from such a rude girl. It sounded like she blamed him for her walking into him. Sure he might not have chosen the best place to stand and think but it was a better idea than to walk around writing or reading.. Or whatever she was doing.

[Ivy Rose]

While Ivy wasn't rude usually, she was stunned enough that simple pleasantries and expected apologies eluded her in that moment. There were only few people that wouldn't get an 'I'm sorry' ever from the elder twin, but that boy was not one of them. She reached up and was pulled up by the very feminine looking male with large blue eyes.

Was that real?

"Thanks," Ivy muttered with a look down at her book; the pages were fine, and the pencil only made a small stray mark, much to the Precognate's relief. "I didn't mean to walk into you." Well she was sure that much was obvious, but for some, it was obligated to state what happened and what you did wrong... apologizing could get really complicated for something that should be short and sweet.

"And yeah, I'm fine."

[Tempest Diamond]

Tempy smiled and then nodded a little, he was glad that she seemed alright. He tilted his head a little and watched her check her drawing and then took a light breath. With a bit of his lower lip he frowned and then nodded a tad bit. “Well, that’s a true statement..” he said not sure what she wanted. It wasn’t an apology but he supposed there wasn’t really any need of one now he thought of it. They were both part to blame. “I didn’t mean to stand in the middle of the path and day dream.” He gave her a statement back and then he nodded. “I’m glad you’re okay.” He said and then looked down a bit. “Hey, I’m Tempest Diamond it’s nice to meet you.” He said and held his hand out to her to shake if she took it she’s notice his elevated temperature compared to a normal persons. Maybe she would be his friend. He liked her a bit already she seemed okay. With a little bit of a wait he gave this hopeful new puppy look which was entirely not purposely pulled. Now he got the idea of being her friend.. He really wanted to be her friend. He wanted to impress, he wanted to be her friend and those where his intentions. “So you like drawing? I’m in the art club. I like drawing a lot.” He said trying to strike up more conversation.

[Ivy Rose]

"Well I guess we're both at fault here then," Ivy said simply, closing the book with the pencil lodged near the spine. She had been writing, just a quick idea that had popped into mind at the last moment, but it was enough to lose herself in, if only for a moment.

The Brunette looked down at his outstretched hand curiously, but kept her own hands to herself; she wasn't the kind of girl who enjoyed contact with others, because the idea of it just... bothered her. "I like to write," She clarified on his misinterpretation of her book.

"I was jotting down an idea when I was walking, and that's why I wasn't paying attention." She explained with relative boredom. She was so apathetic towards so many things... it almost appalled her how there was a lack of emotion in her voice towards those that didn't strike her interest. But years of torment by home and children did that to a girl -desensitized them- over a certain amount of time.

[Tempest Diamond]

Tempest nodded and then smiled a little before chuckling a bit. "Oh right, that's cool I write things too on occasion but I wouldn't really know how good I am." He commented casually. "And oh, yeah both at fault." He nodded and then looked around a little, he frowned and shook he head. It was too hot today. "So, What do you write?" he asked the girl really trying very hard. He then went on with. "Can I read some? I really like reading and well I figure maybe it'll be really good. That is If you want I don't mind." He said not wanting to pressure he into letting him read her work, he was just trying to be friendly. He wasn't yet sure how to impress but hoped something would pop up. "Do you like any of Shakespeare works?" he asked her with an inquisitive look slapped upon his face. When and if she replied he smiled at her, his smile was rather dazzling and he had cute little dimples in his cheeks. He was very beautiful when he smiled.. But just recently he hadn't been smiling enough. He tilted his head and listened to what she had to say, being genuinely interested where as the writing a little had been a lie he was truly thinking of trying it out now.

[Ivy Rose]

"I like fiction, generally. Fantasy. Dystopian," Ivy said cautiously, skeptically, because it didn't seem as if he were truly interested in writing, but rather just commenting on it because he felt she might like that. He continued on with Shakespeare, and the brunette snorted.

"Shakespeare, while probably considered one of the best writers ever known, is so cliche and overdone at this point that I've lost all joy of reading him." Especially Romeo and Juliet, goodness. That love story, if that's what you would call it, was a ridiculous tale of two idiotic tween children who were too stupid to realize what they had was nothing more than a simple physical attraction -if that.

"Give me Poe, and I can tell you he's brilliant." While his smile would have stirred something in another girl, Ivy was straight faced and slightly confused at why he was smiling at her. Did she have something on her face?

[Tempest Diamond]

Tempest nodded. “I love tolken and pratchitt.” He said happily before pausing and giving a light chuckle. “And I’m reading some kind of a dystopian one now called The Host.. By the woman who also wrote the sparkling vampires.” He laughed a little and then smiled a bit with a frown. “Well I thought that a Mid summers night dream was perfectly charming. I don’t really like his tragedies. But I love the comedies oh so much.” He explained before tilting his head lightly and giving her another smaller smile. “Poe is good. I enjoyed The Raven even though it’d the most thought of when talking about him.. But I think it’s very well done.” He explained before pausing. “What about Edgar Rice Burroughs? He wrote ahead of his time with Tarzan of the apes... Not to mention A Princess of mars. He lived in the 1800’s you know..” He said impressed with the writer. He’d very much enjoyed his works and the Disney adaptations weren’t bad either. He smiled as he tried to impress with his knowledge of books and bringing up some things that she might like.. He didn’t know since she was guarding herself quite a bit.