Boredom kills(Open)

[Jeremy Michaels]

Boring. That's how he could describe his time at Hammel Institute so far. All he could think was, Where's all the excitement? I thought this was going to be different from my life back home! Thought I was gonna get to have fun here, but it's just the same thing. Get up, go to school, get out. Even the powers training feels like school!
If it wasn't apparent that he was bored by the expression on his face, it would certainly be given away by his body language. He was leaning back in a chair, not even facing the tv. The hood on his red sweatshirt was down, hands in the giant pocket in the front of it. Blue jeans covered legs were stretched out and anyone with any chiropractic knowledge would immediately know he wasn't doing his back any good with how far he was reclining in a chair that wasn't meant to be reclined in.
His gaze darted around the room, looking for anything, or more accurately, anyone to keep him entertained. He needed to socialize! He felt like all the students were avoiding him or something, but he hadn't really had the chance to hang out with anyone his own age! It was probably his fault. He was always in the training room, sleeping or looking rather unapproachable. Today? He was just looking downright exhausted and his eyes seemed like they were pleading for someone to entertain him.

[Rhett Goddard]

"You're on my spot, kid." Rhett's oh-so-fake-intimidating voice pronounced as he walked towards a particularly sleepy boy reclining in a chair. "Well, no, really you aren't, but I just wanted to came up and do this."

After that, and with a big dread smile in his face, Rhett kicked the legs on the chair the brown-haired boy was reclining on, taking advantage of the boy's sleepyness and the misplaced gravity center he and the chair had because of his position, and thus, hoping to send the chair backwards and make the boy fall on his butt. It was bullyish, but it was just too funny to pass out.

Rhett bursted into laughing.

[Serenity Knyght]

The student lounge was pretty occupied and crowded. It wasn't too horrible, or scary for Serenity, but being a new student and one of the smaller girls, it was a little intimidating. She didn't know where to start, who to talk to, or what to do. She was utterly lost, but somehow still in a good mood. Then again, it was Serenity...she was always in a good mood. And also very up-beat, but the intimidation was wearing on her energy level.

Serenity noticed a boy lounging about in the student lounge, who looked utterly bored and she was half-tempted to go talk to him. He looked nice enough...and desperate enough. Just as she made a step to pursue him, another, bigger boy went over to him. She could tell by the tone of his voice that he wasn't very nice and when he kicked the chair the other boy was sitting in, she knew he wasn't. Serenity didn't particularly enjoy people picking on others, in fact it was one of the few things that really made her angry. So, little as she was, she marched through the crowd and straight to the laughing boy that had made this sweet little girl, into a very fiesty little girl.

"What is so funny about picking on people? Hm?" She asked as she stepped in front of him and put her hands on her hips. Serenity was short, so she had to look up at who she was talking to most of the time, but that didn't stop her. She just looked squarely at the bully and waited for his answer.