Action, On a Sunday

[sun_sun]

[New school! Living on her own! A new and no doubt bizarre world to discover.

After finishing up registration, dropping her stuff off in her (at the time empty) new room, and bidding farewell to her parents, Annie heads out into the bright, shining outdoors (okay, it's 56 degrees and cloudy) to explore her beautiful new home.

No classes today, so there should be people hanging around campus, right? PRIORITY 1 MAKE FRIENDS, PRIORITY 2 TO BE DETERMINED LATER]

[So yeah, general exploratory first-day action mingle. Have at it.]

Comments

[inchesofevil]

[It's okay, Jaime. You have at least one kindred spirit around here. Even if Duncan didn't have a pathological aversion to cold, he'd still be the same boat because he's a native Texan.]

[Duncan steps out of one of the main buildings with an umbrella in hand, pausing under the awning to open it up, even if it is just a miserable drizzle and not actually raining. He's sporting a scarf, gloves, and a light jacket underneath a heavy winter coat.]

[He notices Jaime nearby, looking a little lost. But more importantly, he notices the way he's dressed and knows immediately that this is a kid he can fuckin relate to.]

Hey, new kid. You need some help?

[soundslikehighmay]

I'm just figuring out where all my classes are.

Also. Not new.

[inchesofevil]

If you're not new, how come you look so lost?

[he walks over, offering Jaime some space under his umbrella and respite from the barely even rain.]

Which classroom are you looking for?

[soundslikehighmay]

It's a big campus. This is my second semester.

[Thank god, reprieve from the endless torrential downpour.]

Uh...Special intro to world history.

[The "special" is the code word for "this is a weird class." It is actually Intro to Galactic History.]

[inchesofevil]

Ahh. [that is the sound of recognition from someone who knows things.]

[he points toward an adjacent building] Pretty sure it's over in that building.

I take it you transferred in for the special curriculum.

[soundslikehighmay]

Mysterious robotic symbiote fused to my spine. Accidentally blew up a diner last summer. Ended up here.

[inchesofevil]

Damn. [he sounds pretty impressed tho]

So is it hooked up to your spinal column? Linked into your central nervous system?

[he's a doctor ok he gets curious about these things]

[soundslikehighmay]

It must be. Sometimes it says stuff in my head.

[He shrugs.]

Weather aside, it's way better than my local high school.

[inchesofevil]

Whoa, is it sentient? That's amazing! Does it get sensory information from you, too? See what you see and shit?

[pause. uhhh maybe...he is...nerding out a little too hard. don't creep the kid out, Duncan.] Sorry, I'm just, uh, really interested in...stuff...

...Anyway. I'm Doctor Jackson. [he shifts the umbrella around so he can offer a handshake] I run the infirmary.

[soundslikehighmay]

It's...Yeah, I guess? I don't know how it sees.

[SUBJECT CHANGE THANK GOD.]

Why am I not surprised we have an actual doctor here? That must keep you busy.

[inchesofevil]

Heh, sometimes.

So where was your local high school? Pretty safe bet it wasn't anywhere around here.

[soundslikehighmay]

El Paso. It was warmer.

[inchesofevil]

[he brightens up immediately] No shit! I'm from Texas, too! Austin-ish for me, though.

Tell me about it. How many people have given you shit for dressing warm so far?

[soundslikehighmay]

Three or four. Lots of weird looks, too.

Jokes on them, I'M not the one who's going to freeze to death.

[inchesofevil]

Yeah, get used to that, it never stops.

You'll be the one laughing when summer rolls around, too. D'you know they think 80 is a heatwave up here?

[HMM maybe he should stop holding this kid up to talk about the weather, though. even if it is nice to see another Texan up here in the frigid northwest.]

Hey, you want me walk you over to the history wing while I'm here?

[soundslikehighmay]

Pfft. 80. Wimps.

[He shrugs, nods, and starts walking.]

[inchesofevil]

Right?

[Duncan leads him over to the other building, stepping back once Jaime is safely under the overhang.]

But hey, if you ever need to escape the frigid north, it's always warm in the infirmary.

[soundslikehighmay]

It'll be a taste of home.

No offense though but hopefully I don't end up in the infirmary a lot.

[inchesofevil]

[well. that's a fair sentiment. he smiles and shrugs]

None taken.

Anyway, see you around--uh... Don't think I got your name.

[soundslikehighmay]

Jaime.

[inchesofevil]

See you around, Jaime.

Keep warm.

[and he's gone. back off to the infirmary where it is warm and not miserably wet.]