Rooftop Joking. [[Open]]

[Danicca Waylan]

[D]A[N]I[C]C!?

Dani was tired of how boring her life had become. She had called her mother and talked to her and Matt at least five times this week, and Zaede was off doing some crazy boy (or boy-crazy) thing again, so that talking option was out. All she had was her notebook of prank plans, her ipod, and the ability to mess with the Hammel student body. This was going to be a prank that saved her life, mentally speaking. It had a lot of interesting qualities, and had to be one of the simplest she had thought up in a while. All of the others had given her headaches trying to budget out.

So now she was looking at the schematics, and staring at the equipment she had. She couldn't figure it out at first. How was she supposed to get this to the entire student body? It had hit her at some point to go to the highest point she could, and drop it all. All she needed was the papers, a few buckets, and confetti. This was more complicated than it had to be, but she needed something to do. The last big prank she had pulled was calling two Hammel officials and telling them it was an emergency, using each other's voices. It had taken a while to get her voice to obey, and she got caught when she still had Dr. Neville's voice in Bio, and was asked to speak.

Smiling, she hoisted the dark blue plastic bucket and turned to face out over the campus. The roof of the classroom building was a nice vantage point for her--ahem--personal use. There were, in total, somewhere around seven hundred pieces of paper in the buckets, most of them with Mia Keystone's number, acquired from the student directory, that said, "Your very unlucky number. Call it, and tell the person why you just LOVE them." One, though, said, "Happy Friday the Thirteenth. Your lucky number is:" with Dani's cell number. There were instructions to call it immediately, and when the person did, she would tell them where to meet her. It would be amazing, a self-serving prank that would tie into the date. It was small, compared to what she had had in mind, but a budget was a budget.

Now all that was left was to let the first load of paper fly, then the next load, then the next, seeing the white flashes and the rainbow specks flutter down like a hoard of daydreaming butterflies.

[Tom Rever]

Tom walked out of his math class with a sigh , today was a stuffy day he decided with a rustle of his hair ,sweat dripped from his brow he couldn't live through another class without a little fresh air.... He moved through the halls like a zombie as his grey eyes looked up at the ceiling he wondered what to do . A smile spread on his face as he wiped the sweat from his face , and an idea came to his head, he would go to the roof!He quickly bought a water bottle from a nearyby vending machine grabbed his bag took a sip of the cool beverage and walked toward the stairs to the roof fixing his posture and feeling a sense of anxiousness as he got closer to his goal , he grabbed his water bottle from the tip and let out a pleased moan as he opened the sturdy roof doors with an extending of his foot "ahh..." It was the best place to go for fresh air and to be alone ,
he stepped out onto the roof the sun blazed but being so high gave him the breeze he longed for. He opened his eyes to see a girl close to the edge appearing to look over the side. His eyes widened as his expression changed from relieved to panic as he thought this women attempted suicide. He yelled out to her "Don't do it ! It's not worth it think of all the people you'd leave behind!" His hands were around his mouth as he yelled fumbling his voice.

[Danicca Waylan]

[D]A[N]I[C]C!?

Dani was given approximately seven seconds of peace.

Then, there was a loud yell that made her jump about three feet in the air, throwing her off balance and almost over the edge. For a horrible moment, she thought she would fall, then she threw her weight back and attempted to regain her balance. She almost fell over, but at least it wasn't off a building this time. There was a thought in her head that this was a surprising turn of events, and she crouched while glaring at the sky.

Then she whipped her gaze towards the boy.

"What in the hell is wrong with you!?" She shouted, standing and striding towards him. She hated that her voice was not hers right now, instead a high, shrill voice that reminded her of pink dresses and blonde curls. She worked to get it back to her own, and was forced to give up after she could only get halfway there in the next sentence. "You are seriously insane if you thought that that was what I was doing."

She paused, realizing that he was not all that familiar, despite being around Dani's age and obviously a student there. She thought she knew pretty much everyone, but then, new people came way too quickly for her to keep track anymore. "So." She said, feeling relieved when her voice returned to what was truly hers, "Who the frack are you?"

[Tom Rever]

"What in the hell is wrong with you" the girl had said ,Tom's eyebrow arched as his face showed that of surprise ...
she was coming closer as he squeezed his jaw tight in anxiety, she didn't seem too friendly..Tom had looked at the girl glaze eyed "I...I just figured you know you were gunna... sorry"
He curved his lips into a weird smile ,he felt the need to show her he didn't mean any harm and so he tried to smile..
His Grey eyes looked into her face with uncertainty but with a touch of curiousity..He wondered if it was him or did her voice change?.. He looked down and sat on an abandoned milk crate as he said in a moderate tone his hand clasped together "Well... my name is Tom Rever ..er.." Fiddling his thumbs "what's your name?" He looked up at her with grey eyes questions buzzed in his head as he awaited her answer.

[Danicca Waylan]

[D]A[N]I[C]C!?

Dani huffed an impatient sigh and ran her fingers through her short, black hair, her deep brown eyes closing for a moment. Then, she opened her eyes again, stating, "Whatever. I nearly died there, but whatever. A little warning would be appreciated next time you decide to approach a girl on a rooftop."

She noticed that his smile was strange, and felt a sudden rush of irritation at his unwillingness to fight back. Then again, if he was fighting back, she would be even more irritated and attempt to injure him in some way. It was best to avoid that; she had already visited Dr. Neville for her outbursts several times in just the last two months--she didn't need to have another visit, not after the prank-call incident. So instead of saying anything, she bit her tongue and attempted what ended up being something between a glare and an unenthusiastic grimace.

When she looked back at the boy, she found grey eyes watching her with a strange sort of emotion--what was that? It couldn't be anything serious, looking more curious than anything, but having to read people annoyed her. Why did nobody just come out and say things? "Tom," Dani said speculatively, "Huh. I didn't see you as a Tom, but I suppose we can't pick our own names all the time." She grinned an impish grin that suggested malice would ensue and said, "Alright Tom, you dodged that one. I'll let it totally slide." She would do something to him later to make him regret it. She jabbed a thumb at her own chest and said, "And as for the name, you can call me Dani. Don't forget it."

[Tom Rever]

Tom made a arched frown at her comment about his name "what wrong with tom?" His grey eyes looked up at her and he said as she continued to speak "Ok Dani...since your not trying to kill yourself um... why are you up here?
looking over the edge of a building your idea of fun" He looked at her with a waivering sense of curiousity but a instilled sense of understanding She was a tough one he thought to himself or pretended to be one.
He tried to understand her by analyzing her movements and her expression this is how he learned people through years of experience. It seemed to have worked okay so far.., as wind blew to his face he gazed over to the horizon and a smile spread across his face, He felt a sense of calm as the blue sky seemed to move ever so closely .. A cool tone came over him as he said to her "isn't it beautiful ? ... the sky it is majestic ,is it not?" he let out a slow calm exhale as he looked over to her waiting for a response.

[Jared Park]

Surprisingly enough, Friday the thirteenth had gone without so much of a hitch for the perpetual klutz. While he wasn’t really the overtly superstitious, he doesn’t see it hurting him much to be extra careful whenever a month has that supposedly unlucky day anyway. More surprising though is the fact that his luck might’ve turned for the better really – as it was, he apparently aced the dreadful History test he took a week earlier (who knew all those late night note-taking would work wonders?). He almost jumped for joy when he saw his paper really. Maybe he didn’t need to be all cautious about his actions anyway?


He had just finished talking to his English groupmates regarding the play they’re supposed to present in a few days and was just about to walk back to his dorm when suddenly white stuff came falling down from the sky. At first he thought they were snow, but upon further inspection (and the realization that it’s already way past winter) he saw that they were a whole lot larger than snowflakes. “Paper?” he asked himself, tilting his head and looking around for a possible culprit.

When he was sure that the shower was finished (and nothing will follow soon after), Jared – like most people – bent over and grabbed a fistful of the said strips, carefully examining each one. He was about to simply discard the strips when an odd one caught his eye. While all others say ‘unlucky number…’, this one said something about being a lucky one. Is this all part of the prank?

Jared wasn’t one to call any random number, but he figured, why not? It’s not like the boy has anything worthy to do anyway. (Darn power prevents him from calling anyone). Hello sexy. Is it really my lucky day today? Totally not Jared’s usual text (more along Robbie’s and/or Eric’s really, he thinks), but it’s not like the recipient knows his number, right?

ooc:
Hopefully me suddenly invading is fine. Heehee. :3
- Jam

[Danicca Waylan]

[D]A[N]I[C]C!?

"Nothing, nothing, you just seemed like more of a... Alex or Taylor or something like that." Dani shrugged. "Oh, sure, great fun. I stare at the ground from a rooftop for just hours out of my day." Sarcasm was heavy in her voice. She laughed once, a sharp sound. "No, did you not see the buckets? And I'd think you'd notice the confetti." She gestured to some of the paper that had drifted back onto the roof, laying lifeless back by the edge.

When he spoke of the sky, Dani snorted, muttering, "Sure, clouds and sky, real pretty." Then, her phone buzzed in her pocket. She pulled it out, taking note of the number that had texted her before going on to the message. It seemed far too familiar, but she couldn't place it. Like someone had given it to her, but she had promptly forgotten it, as she tended to do, getting lost in some plot or another.

Laughing silently at the message, Dani tapped out a response. Depends. I hope you're not busy. She sent it, and headed back to the edge of the roof to peek over, just to see who it was. Damn. Too high. She thought, trying to make out the figures that had paused on the ground. And it was, indeed, too high up to tell, even if the person looked right at her. And anyway, it was a bad angle. Not the best vantage point, but perhaps it was a good thing they didn't see her right away.

[Tom Rever]

Squinted his eyes as her sense of sarcasm was obvious "Well..." He said meaning nothing in paticular .. He listened to her explaination of things as He nodded toward her and walked over to one of the many papers, Reached down to it and proceeded on reading it..
"Hm...unlucky number" rustled his hair a little as he tried to make heads or tails of the little paper.. "whatever" he said as he let it go and the wind carried it off in some random direction. He growled at her reaction toward the sky "you are gifted to see such beauty ,you are just too blind to see..." Whoever said people were interesting lied! As he started to feel a bitterness toward this woman.. she seemed ignorant , He looked over to her as he said in a moderate tone
" So... Ya are you a just about done here this is my free period and i much rather be alone" The curiousity seemed to fade as his feelings changed from curious to indifferent , he walked over to the edge and sat by it he looked over to her waiting for a response.

[Jared Park]

Never one to stay in one place for too long (he is a restless teenage boy after all), Jared was already halfway through the school grounds when his phone vibrated in his pocket, stopping him in his tracks. Armed with the attention span of a gnat, combined with a rather interesting yet brief conversation he shared with a classmate of his just a minute earlier (they had quite the discussion about who the best Robin was; naturally, the boy chose the first one, Dick Grayson), all thoughts about the text message he sent less than half an hour ago was almost entirely erased. It took a split-second for him to remember all about it, but then when his phone gave a name to accompany the reply (Hammel Danicca Waylan, it said, instead of the expected ‘unknown’) he was thrown off guard. Did I just send a racy text to my roommate?

His reply was delayed, possibly due to the fact that the boy was quite embarrassed with what he just sent prior, as well as at a loss at what he should do next. “So that’s why the number looked so familiar,” he muttered to himself, his forehead meeting the blunt of his palm. Even though Danicca’s not around, he couldn’t help but blush in shame; he really should leave ‘anonymous’ numbers alone, even if they’re practically asking to be dialed.

“Does Danicca know I’m the one she’s texting though?” Probably not, since she rarely paid attention to me when we’re in the common room. When she’s not pulling a fast one on him anyway. He was planning on just leaving her hanging, but it dawned on him, this may be a chance to get back at her for all those pranks she’s done on him. Ever since she came, he and Robbie have been vigilant, especially when they’re in the dorms. Instead of being relaxed and all, he’s always on the edge, trying to keep one step ahead of that pesky trickster.

So with a deep breath, he replied, I’m not exactly busy, Danicca Waylan. He made it a point to add her full name, if only to rile her up, What do you have in mind anyway?. Fingers crossed this won’t backfire.

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[Danicca Waylan]

[D]A[N]I[C]C!?

Dani studiously ignored Tom as he muttered about the papers she had been dropping just a minute before, and tried to focus on the ground, and before she knew it she was lost in thought about the texter. Thoughts crossed her mind along the lines of Why text and not call? and I wonder if it's male.

Dani slammed her hand down on the wall. "Blind?" She didn't know what it meant, but she would assume for now that it was an insult. "Just... Uck!" She didn't know what to say, so she turned away and checked her phone impatiently. "And no, to answer your question, I am not done here." She said over her shoulder, checking her phone screen again. It buzzed immediately this time, claiming that she had a text from the same number as before. She readily scanned the contents with excited eyes, and then paused, a blank sort of surprise coming over her features.

The texter knew her name. Not only did they know her name, they knew her number somehow. Who the hell was this? She began to text back. Well, it would appear you know who I am. That ruins plan #1, which was give you clues and tasks to discover who I am. She paused, thinking for a moment with fingers poised over the keyboard. Finally, she decided on what to do.

So, time for plan #2. Figure out who the hell you might be. Hope you're up for a little fun, sexy. She added a winking smilie at the end.

This may have been a joke, and may even be that to the other person, but she hated to discover that she actually wanted the person to like her some. That didn't work too well when they already knew her: If they knew her, and they went to the school, they hated her for one reason or another. Hopefully, people could change.

[Tom Rever]

Tom had looked at the women with a cringed frown on his face.. Why was she so annoying all i want is for her to leave, he thought as the frustration in his face began to become obvious . An idea sprang to his head as he jumped onto his feet standing up straight and firm. He voice was blunt as he said " I'f you don't get off the rooftop soon I'll tell one of the high up's about your little games here" He blinked as he hoped she would notice the severity in his voice. This was one of those times where he had to get a little serious. He wanted her to leave and that's how it was gunna be, he looked over to her and waited for her compliance , one hand in his pocket and one standing readily at his side, hopefully this woman would take the hint and just leave, he thought to himself as his grey eyes filled with Apathy.

[Jared Park]

Upon discovering that it was Danicca he’s texting with, Jared made a dash towards their dorm room, hoping to God that Robbie was there to help him. Despite his seemingly self-confident texts, he was at a loss, a bit confused on what he should do next. Should he still continue or should he call the whole thing off already? What if Danicca discovers that it was him, would she be furious? He could feel his head pounding thinking of all those what-ifs, and it’s actually making him a bit dizzy.

“Robbie! Robbie! I need your heeeeelp!” shouted the boy the moment he entered the room. To his dismay, no one answered. Rats. He called for the blonde a few more times, even entering the boy’s room (the concept of privacy is done for between the two boys, at least to an extent) and checking his closet, just in case he had the weird idea to hide in it this afternoon. His search returned nothing.

Well, on the bright side, Danicca wasn’t in the room (a possibility he realized only after shouting about his whole text-dilemma ten times). He lazily flopped down on the common room’s couch, huffing as he took the vibrating phone from his pocket. Another reply. What should he do?

Toss coin. Heads he replies, tails he ignores said text.

Three flips. All heads. Darn it. If he knew better, he’d say his power runs along the lines of bad luck than anything really.

I doubt you’d figure me out easily, Dani, he started typing, I don’t exactly stand out from the crowd after all. A bit of a stretch really, considering how Jared’s colorful pants and abundant accessories, whenever he’s feels like dressing up, makes him stand out like a pink camel amidst a multitude of ducks. But hey, since you pass by me every so often, maybe you’d recognize me, Miss Ventroloquist.

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Would you want clues, or should I just let you guess? Should he see such texts, he wouldn’t think of someone like himself behind it. They’re just so…forward and confident. Quite unlike him really. (He identifies himself as the more bubbly-cheery-smile-my-ears-off kind after all). Oh the perks of anonymity.[/justify][/blockquote][/font]

[Danicca Waylan]

[D]A[N]I[C]C!?

Dani laughed, turning back to Tom. "Wait, you're serious? I'm not exactly afraid of the higher-ups, TomTom. We have a nice little relationship going." If your definition of "nice relationship" includes constantly seeing each other(Dani being called to pretty much everyone's office) and snarky comments being thrown back and forth, then yes, the Hammel staff and Dani had a "nice little relationship".

The phone buzzed again, and Dani checked the screen, reading over it a couple of times. Doesn't stand out? She'd passed them a few times? That could mean anyone in all of Hammel. Except for those few troublemakers like her and the flamboyant freaks, but there weren't a crapton of those. Wait, yes there were. Maybe she could figure this out after all. She sighed at the Miss Ventriloquist part, though. It was getting a little tiring that everyone knew her as that.

She finally tapped out her reply. It would be far too easy for the both of us if I just guessed. Of course I want the clues. Then, after she sent it, she added another message on the tails of the first reply. And don't you dare call me Miss Ventriloquist ever again. She wished she knew who the person was already. Agh, the stresses of anonymity!

[Aaron Walker]

AJ had always been a fan of heights. He had a habit of disappearing up a tree whenever he wanted to clear his head or just not deal with everyone else. Although actually climbing up something was usually part of the enjoyment, he decided to check out the rooftop for a change.

He was already at the top of the stairs when he realized his plans for some alone time would have to wait. Instead of heading back down, he tipe-toed around the edge of the rooftop, hoping to keep out of sight. Once on the other side of the roof, he perched on the edge to watch the two other students. Although he had trouble reading and understanding people, he enjoyed watching them sometimes. It was like going to the zoo for him. Or watching to documentary.

He listened to the girl laugh at the boy and wondered why he was telling jokes on the rooftop. Maybe he was practicing for a talent show or something. Still watching the two students, AJ leaned over and picked up one of the pieces of paper that had remained on the rooftop. Without reading its message, he rolled it into a tube shape and used it as a mini telescope.

(OOC- Hope y'all don't mind someone else randomly showing up...)