forum What If...? [Private RP — @Topaz~ and @Natasha ]

Started November 25, 2018 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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What thingy? I have to leave in like two min sorry

Oof

Who’s on?

I’m leaving now, and Natasha is sleeping… Tomorrow?

Yeah sure, ‘Night

Night!

Fox was wandering the grounds of the university after his last class Friday evening, and the chilled, autumn wind but his nose and stung his cheeks. He glanced up at the cloudless sky with a smile. Kiera was going to be meeting him soon, and they would be going out to dinner.

Caspian shivered slightly under the onslaught of a sudden wind, pushing a mess of tangled black hair up and out of his forehead. He tugged a woollen scarf slightly tighter around his neck, turning his face away as the wind blew harshly once again.
I have so much work to do…. an exam tomorrow.. oh god I'm going to fail…
His thoughts went on like this on his way back to his dorm, but in his haste to mentally go over a set of complicated theorems he didn't notice where he had stepped and crashed straight into another guy. (Fox)

Fox stumbled backward in surprise. “Woah, dude. Careful where you’re walking,” he chuckled. “You good?”

"Sorry!" Caspian stumbled backwards, blinking to clear his head. "Yeah, I'm fine- sorry– are you okay?"
Stupid, stupid Caspian. You're such a moron. Always, always an idiot.

“Yeah, I’m good. No worries.” Fox stuck out his hand in greeting. “I’m Fox. You must be new? I don’t think I’ve seen you around, and I know basically everyone here.”

Caspian shook the hand, looking the guy over. He was clearly one of the more popular students, everything about his stance screamed relaxed assurance. "I'm Caspian. Nice to meet you. Yeah, I'm new."
It was hard too, especially since his family and only barely been able to scrounge enough money to send him here, and he still wasn't where he needed to be; at the top of his classes.

Fox nodded and stick his hands in his pockets. "Where are you from, Caspian?"

Caspian did his best to match Fox's relaxed posture. "Seattle. Before that, Korea. You?"

"I'm just from the town over. I somehow managed to get a scholarship here," Fox said with a shrug. "Not sure why they chose me, of all people, but who'm I to complain about free college, right?"

Caspian nodded, faking a convincing chuckle. "Free college sounds like a definite perk. Did you get an academic or sports scholarship?"

“Academic. Who knew I was smart enough for that?” Fox laughed. “Anyway, what degree are you going for?”

Caspian rubbed at the back of his neck awkwardly. “Marine Biology. How about you.”

“Journalism, actually. I’m an aspiring writer,” Fox chuckled.

“Cool! So like, travel journalist? What kind?” Caspian asked, relaxing slightly.

"Whatever I feel like at the moment, I guess," Fox said with a shrug. "But probably music or book related things."

The guy was proving to be more than a stereotype, which was relieving. “Do you sing or play an instrument, then?”

"I can sing a bit, but I'm not that impressive," Fox said. But that was just him being modest. If you asked anyone who'd heard him, they'd say he had a great voice.

“I’m sure you’re great,” Caspian smiled politely. At least you have talent.

Fox shrugged again and glanced down at his watch. Kiera should be there any minute, now.

“So, what made you choose to come here?” he asked, looking back up at Caspian.

(Have you checked our one on one?)

(sorry sorry)
(where's Nat?)

Caspian shrugged loosely with one shoulder, hefting the strep of his messenger bag a little higher up his shoulder. "It's a good university. Strong Marine Biology course. Expensive, but cheaper than a lot of other options. Far from home."

(Lol. Np.
Busy, probably.)

Fox nodded slowly. “That’s true, I suppose. How long have you been here?”

"Just since the beginning of the month, I missed September and most of October because of……………… family issues." His mind flickered back and forth between his current situation and the horrible events of the past months. "You?"

“August. Beginning of the year,” Fox answered with a small smile. “How do you like it here?”

The weight of the bag on his shoulder was beginning to hurt, so he slid it carefully off and onto the ground. "It's a lot better than highschool, for one. How about you?"