We're Roommates? (Rhett, Open)

[Jordan Scholl]

Jordan had a tendency to lock himself in his room at all times, unless he was having to go to class. He wasn't what one might call a "people person" and he avoided having direct contact with others when possible.

This meant that whenever he heard one of his roommates in the main study area, he would either not leave his room or would dart quickly out the door and away. It meant a lot less trouble trying to start up a friendship (or deal with enemies if they ended up not getting along), but it was only a matter of time before it would all catch up with him.

Walking into the suite after getting back from class, Jordan was ready to go directly to his room and immediately shut himself in. First, though, he glanced up to see who else was around.

Surprise, surprise, he knew the guy.

"Wait, um." Jordan remembered the race that the two had had, and he also distinctly remembered the vague answers he had given before running away to a safe zone. He'd given a brief mention that his uncles worked at the school, then he had darted away. The hope had been that he would never see the other guy again, but apparently fate was not on his side.

"Um. Am I in the right room?" He checked the door number again, but it was correct. "When did we become roommates?"

He tried to stay quiet, because he wasn't sure he wanted his other roommates to poke their heads out to see what was going on.

Wasn't one nemesis enough?

[Rhett Goddard]

"So YOU are the misterious fourth rommate?" Rhett dropped picked the pepsi he had been drinking for the last fifteen minutes from the floor and stood up. "Oh my, oh my, Jordy. Seems you're worse spy than you thought you were. And seems like my ESP sucks a lot too." He walked up to Jordan and sipped from his drink. "We can talk carelessly, don't worry, the others aren't here. Yet."

The last time Rhett and Jordan saw each other was that day in the cafeteria after the dangerous episode in the student lounge and even though Rhett had taken mental note to check on the boy later, he never actually did it out of, well, pure laziness. Perhaps he didn't consider it that important, or perhaps the thought just slipped his mind, but whatever the case was, the only thing that mattered was that now Jordan and Rhett happened to be roommates and things just got way more interesting than last time.

"What's up with your life? How's the spy business?" He continued with his pepsi and stepped closer to Jordan, hoping to make him uncomfortable. "You never told me who your uncles were, you know?"

[Jordan Scholl]

Jordan doubted that he could ever talk carelessly in front of anyone, let alone this person. He avoided saying anything, instead kind of dragging his feet as he headed toward his room. Was there any way to avoid this conversation?

"Um, you know, life's fine. School's hard, and there's lots of assignments and whatnot. You know, school. And spying, well, I don't do that much, you know, it's just kind of an on-the-side thing, really..."

And it was. He hadn't really done much spying since that day he'd tried to tail someone and failed. It wasn't like it was a real hobby or anything that he kept up, just something that he kind of fell into. Aside from setting a few bugs here and there...nothing.

"My uncles? They work at the school, isn't that enough?" Then he sighed. "Fine. Dr. Campbell. And Mr. Kilbourne. Okay? But I don't like to tell everyone about it, because I'm not trying to be a teacher's pet or anything."

[Rhett Goddard]

"Hmm..." Rhett sighed, turned around and walked towards the spot he was sitting before Jordan's arrival while finishing his Pepsi. "I don't know who they are, but I'll check them out. Eventually."

Rhett sat down and looked at Jordan silently. Never in a million years Rhett had thought that Jordan was his roommate, coincidence is really one funny thing, but now the question was, what to do about it. Was Rhett to fear his privacy around him? Maybe not, if Jordan didn't find out that they were roommates before it was most likely to the fact that he had no interest in Rhett whatsoever. Bummer.

"So what is it that up until now I've never seen you before here? You're always locked up in your room, no one knew who you were." He placed his pepsi in the floor and signaled Jordan, with his head, that he should sit in one of the other chairs. "We were thinking that maybe you're one of those mutant metahumans with green skin and four arms or something."

[Jordan Scholl]

[OOC: I am so sorry for the late response!]

Jordan was a little surprised to hear that this guy didn't know about his uncles. It was a big school, but wasn't Dr. Campbell like...legendary? Well, he'd always assumed so from the way that the stories went, but that just went to show you couldn't believe everything you hear.

He wasn't liking the way this conversation was going, so he started sidling toward his bedroom door. He really, really didn't like being interrogated like this. Still, he fought to keep himself from vanishing and darting into his room. This wasn't an argument he could win by flight.

"No, I'm not a mutant." He laughed nervously, more of a chuckle really. "I just don't get out much, you know. Homework here is pretty tough and I just...um, you know." He fidgeted a little. In truth, the work here wasn't really harder than anything he'd had at home, except now he had power training on top of it. "I also practice my guitar a lot, and I don't like to disturb anyone. So I just stay in my room for stuff."

And if he happened to turn invisible every once in a while just to avoid having to meet up with anyone, well...was there anything particularly wrong about that? He just didn't like people.

"So. Um. What do you do, then? I play my guitar and read and stuff, but what kinds of things do you do in your free time? You go out a lot? I don't really remember seeing you hanging around the dorm."

[Rhett Goddard]

He's so uncomfortable. I bet he must be sweating like a pig underneath his clothes. I love my natural ability to make people uncomfortable, I wonder if it is some sort of unrelated metahuman power. Can this be that normal? Well, whatever, I'm more than happy about it.

"Well I do love to go around and unmask spies around school, which I thought was hard to do if you stay in the dorm all day..." Rhett laughed just a bit. "Who'd have known I was so wrong?" Rhett eyed Jordan up and down, the situation was so awkward that not even he knew what to do next. He did remember something about their last encounter, though. "Come'on Jordy." He stood up and started walking towards the exit. "I know you just came from class and you wouldn't be here if you had one directly afterwards. Let's go out." Rhett opened the door and stood besides it. "You still owe me a coffee frappé. Of course this time I won't blackmail you to get it, so, what do you say?" Maybe I am not half as bad as I like to think. I am charm! Yes I am.

[Jordan Scholl]

"Haha, yeah, the best spies are those who are living right next to you, right?" Jordan was definitely ready to head toward his room. He still had a paper to write up for tomorrow that he had another page and a half to write, plus he just didn't like the way this conversation was going.

He hadn't even been doing anything spy-ish for a while. It wasn't like there was anything he could really do or had been doing wrong. And if he happened to pick things up when he was walking around, that wasn't a problem. It just meant he was aware of what was up.

Like the fact that a large amount of the staff had gone mysteriously absent recently. That was highly suspicious. Though it seemed to involve his uncles, who were even more closed-mouthed than usual around him, probably suspecting that he might tell the family and bring in a lot more worry.

"Um, coffee..." He did kind of owe the guy. And he figured he couldn't be that rude...and he didn't really want to do his paper anyway. "Yeah, okay." He went into his room and dropped off his bag, then tucked his wallet into his back pocket.

"You mind showing me how you were able to run that fast before? Or is that some sort of secret?" No point wasting an opportunity to get information.

[Rhett Goddard]

"It's a secret to anyone that doesn't how to google something." He said in a jokingly serious tone as he left the room with Jordan. "Parkour. Or so they call it anyway. I would show you but I just drank a Pepsi." The halls were quiet in the way towards the cafeteria, but then again, most students had class at the time, including Rhett, who was obviously skipping. "It's not recommendable to perform exercises the second after drinking a liquid full of gas." He turned to eye Jordan as they walked. "Plus I just don't feel like to. I'm no circus performer to show you nothing, don't you think?"

As they walked, Rhett couldn't help himself from thinking why was he going out with Jordan. I'm bored. Yes, it was a good reason, it explained it quite good enough, but was that it? It was not like Rhett was still interested in learning what Jordan knew or did, he had already determined he was not that interesting of a person. Maybe it was about keeping your potential enemies closer, maybe he did like Jordan and wanted to spend time with him, maybe... This is pointless. I'm just bored and that's it.

[Jordan Scholl]

Jordan frowned when his roommate talked about parkour. It was something that the younger kid had never heard of, so how was he supposed to google it? A way to run really fast without having superpowers? But while he felt like the guy might be making fun of him, he decided not to push the point.

"Whatever, you don't have to show me or anything, I was just wondering." Jordan frowned and kept walking. He was wondering along some of the same lines as Rhett. Why had he actually agreed to go get the coffee? He didn't actually want to spend a lot more time with this person, and he especially didn't want to be around when he was acting this...well, rude.

Finally, Jordan braced himself and asked in what was meant to be an off-hand sort of voice, "So, are you always this big a jerk, or is it just with me?"

Please don't let him kill me... Jordan thought, and then, You know, forget it. In for a dollar, in for the whole lottery.

"I mean, it must really suck if you're just like this all the time. I bet you don't really get a lot of friends. Or are you just like this because you don't have any friends?"

[Rhett Goddard]

Highly unexpected. Random is a better word. Most people don't go ahead and ask, then again Jordy is one curious boy, after all he does admits he is a spy, even if a bad one. Curiousity is a good treat for a spy I guess.

"You're right." Rhett said out loud and passed his hand through his hair a couple of times before continuing. "With both things. I don't have a lot of friends and I'm like this because I don't have any friends. Its reciprocate, though, is also true, which might be obvious. I don't have friends because I'm like this."

The good thing was, though, Rhett was not looking for friends, nor socializing, nor being popular, and that was the big list's part that played anything in the context, in reality, Rhett was not looking for anything at all, not growing up, not being rich, not being intelligent, not being successful. He was just a background character in a short book about some other important person's life. One of those characters whose name was not mentioned nor created at all by the author. His role was just to be there and not stand out.

"I'm not a big jerk though. Or so I think. I'm just a jerk, or maybe a little jerk. I would say something like I'm sorry if I offended you but I know you aren't offended yet and if you were I don't think I would care that much like to apologize." The walk towards the cafeteria seemed awfully longer than usual, but they continued walking at the same pace. "But then again you might be special, Jordy, who knows?" Rhett cleared his throat a little and prepared his most obviously sarcastic tone ever. "Do you want to be my one and only friend? We could be like bff's or something."

[Jordan Scholl]

Jordan was surprised that he actually admitted to any sort of fault instead of trying to punt it away. In fact, he had been ready to duck and bolt when the guy came after him. But if he didn't get upset over a comment like that, what kind of person was this?

"So then you wouldn't apologize if I was offended," Jordan said after his roommate's speech. "Because you wouldn't even care enough. Because you're a big--sorry, a little--jerk."

He was noticing that the walk was taking a while as well. He started glancing around, wondering if they'd taken a wrong turn somewhere, somehow. He snapped his head around, though, when Rhett continued speaking.

"Don't call me Jordy. My name is Jordan." He picked up on all the sarcasm lacing his roommate's voice and frowned. "Yeah, I bet we'll be great friends. You know what, here." They were standing outside the cafeteria. Jordan reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet, then slapped a five-dollar bill into Rhett's hand. "Go get your coffee and have a good day. And leave me out of it."

He turned, fists clenched, to walk away.

[Rhett Goddard]

When Jordan's tone changed to into a bit more aggressive one as he reminded Rhett what his name was, a seemingly timed event occurred as well, and Rhett's head was filled by dozens of voices, repeating themselves over and over again, and a big headache came with it.

He compulsively saw himself in the need to shut his eyes and talk out loud the voices in his head as a way to avoid yelling at the sudden pain.

"Son of Benjamin and Laura, brother of Joshua, nephew of James. December the second, nineteen ninety-seven. Arizona. New York." He was talking so fast it might had been hard to understand him. "Son of Benjamin and Laura, brother of Joshua, nephew of James. December the second, nineteen ninety-seven. Arizona. New York." He was sweating liters. "Son of Benjamin and Laura, brother of Joshua, nephew of James. December the second, nineteen ninety..." The five dollar bill fell from Rhett's hand and opened his eyes, realizing his actions, even though the pain was still there. "I... good... just go away."

Rhett turned around and entered the cafeteria, grabbing his own head with his hand and attempting to maintain his balance as he worked towards the nearest table only to sit an lay on it. Eyes closed. Go away, go away, go away. It had been a long time since the pain was so bad.

[Jordan Scholl]

When Rhett started yelling out facts of Jordan's life, he freaked. He didn't know where this guy had gotten all of his information, but it was creeping him out. The guy said to leave, so Jordan left.

As he disappeared around the corner, he glanced over his shoulder. He had to find out what kind of power that guy had and what made him the way he was. It might be that he needed to start talking to a master spy and try to get some better information. For now, though, he just wanted to be done with this whole thing. He slunk back toward his room and locked himself in once he got there.

Apparently he'd done the right thing when he didn't let himself meet any of his roommates before.