After Soul, Nero, and Tara retreated to their own bedrooms, finishing their setup, as minor as Nero's was at all, the rooms went dark, and night fell upon the campus.
One odd soul sits atop the highest point on campus, Reginald Tower, standing high above the surrounding buildings, connected to the main building via sitting just above the school library. He was not in the lookout, instead sitting on the roof of the tower... the gentle night winds of the fading summer blew over his form. At his side, hanging loosely by a tether attached to his hip, was tied a long pole with a spear blade attached to the end, the very tip just barely hanging over the edge of the roof. The lance pulsed, as if it was almost alive, as the stranger stared into the crescent moon above...
Four Days Later. September 7th, Friday. Temperature- 85 Degrees Fahrenheit. Summer. Scattered clouds dot the sky. Seems like it's going to be a rather pleasant day. Current time- 9:30.
Soul managed to peel himself from his bedding, hearing the alarm he had set blare through his headphones. He Normally wouldn't bother with something like that, but he was worried about disturbing his roomie, Maia... not much had changed between the two relationship-wise. Soul tried to talk to Maia often, though she always seemed at an odd distance. He decided to give her personal space, but there was a Christmas gift he already had planned... for Loufe too... he grinned just thinking about it, knowing it couldn't be terribly wallet taxing.
He yawned softly and grabbed a batch of clean clothes for the day, stepping out of the room and leaving the door open, heading into the bathroom. A few minutes later, Soul had gel in his hair and a toothbrush in his mouth, and he was dressed in a loose sleeveless shirt, and a pair of grey gym shorts. He used one hand to brush his teeth, and another to mess with the gel. The gel was Tara's idea, claiming he couldn't look like a mud stain forever... now, Soul disagreed, but there wasn't any harm in trying a new thing. He stood up once again, spitting his toothpaste into the bathroom sink before returning once more, sitting on his bed and mainly waiting for someone else to make their awakened presence known, wether that be Maia, Loufe, or the strangely hostile Piper... he yawned again, and lie back, having gelled his hair as much as he desired.
"...mnh fuckin' hate mornings..."
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Tara awoke with a jolt, sitting up in her bed with crust seeped between her eyes. 9:32 was good a time as ever to wake up, so she managed to roll her way out of the bed even in her rather out of it state and step outside. She had slept in the outfit she had planned to use today, an unzipped blue hoodie and a neon pink shirt that had the word "ANARCHY" spelled across in thick bold letter, with a shortish teal skirt for leg wear. She stumbled into the main area of the dorm and grabbed a bag of bagels from the small cupboard array, popping it in the toaster. She was still planning on going to the main dining hall for second breakfast after this, she was just hungry as heck. It was a shame today school started for real, all that orientation nonsense was over. Oh well, training Berserk certainly wasn't a bad thing, so she decided to not be a sorry crybaby and just deal with school like a normal human being.
"Ayo I wonder if Soul still has that pizza in his fridge from last night..."
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Nero was fast asleep in bed, a thin white sheet over his only-sweatpants, shirtless body. Luckily, the punster who was beginning to become a headache with his constant Marcel simping, hadn't discovered that he indeed had Goat legs. By this point, Nero had dissected Seth's mind to the atom. He was actually predicting sentences from Seth before even a single sound left his lips... of course, mr.oversleep here didn't care about that. He was sleeping.
