X⇒ LOCATION : His Assigned DormroomXXXXXXXXXX⇒ WITH : ... Opening his eyes, Silvano slowly sat up, giving a bit of a stretch as he did. Despite being in a new place, he had found it unusually easy to get to sleep last night. It was probably because of how exhausted he was from his travel with Maria to the new region. Inwardly, he hated staying overnight in unfamiliar places, and could recall sleepless nights when visiting extended family in far away towns. He could also distinctly recall despising the thought of sharing a room with any of his cousins or sisters and had copped an attitude until he eventually got his way. Now, he had absolutely no choice in the matter and was forced to share a room with a boy he he didn't even know. Silvano hated the idea and still hated it. He couldn't recall if the boy assigned to the bed across from his had given him his name -- he didn't care to remember it anyway -- but he couldn't think of what it was no matter how hard he dug through his memory. Regardless, Silvano didn't really care to think about it any longer. As he forced himself out of bed, he didn't even bother to look at the other's bed to see if it was even still occupied. He preferred to give his unfortunate roommate his space.
After deftly making his bed, folding the covers as neat as possible, Silvano neared his suitcases by the foot of his bed and placed them both in the center of the mattress. He quietly removed a few toiletries from his bag as well as his school uniform, folding it over his arm before making his way to the shared bathroom. He didn't bother to unpack any of his things from his two suitcases since he had arrived and didn't have any plans to. He didn't feel comfortable enough to do so. This new room didn't feel like his own space, especially considering that he had to share it with another person. Additionally, he couldn't deign to let anyone get too close to any of his nice things.
Heading into the bathroom, Silvano locked the door behind him before setting down his things onto the sink countertop. Shedding off his night clothes, he tentatively stepped into the unfamiliar shower and let lukewarm water run down his thin pale frame. As he began to wash up, his thoughts momentarily dwelled on the events of the other day. It was nice to meet Iris as well as her parents who walked them back to the train station along wither her older brother. It seemed like Iris had a pretty close family, which was a concept that seemed somewhat odd to him. He couldn't imagine his own mother or father taking the time out of their busy schedules to accompany him to a public school for the first time. They hardly played a role in his home schooling as it was. Though, he imagined if his parents had accompanied him, they would have been nowhere near as accommodating as Iris' family seemed to be.
Turning off the water. Silvano was quick to step out of the shower and dry off with the towel he had brought with him into the room. There was just something about using an unfamiliar bathroom, -- that had likely been used hundreds of times before by complete strangers -- that really bugged him. Not that the room was dirty or failing apart or anything. It was just the thought of others having been there before him that turned his stomach. Though, for all he knew, it could have been newly built for Academy and hadn't ever seen any use at all before today. Dressing himself in the school uniform that bore the Salamance house colours; teal and silver, Silvano soon faced the mirror behind the sink and began to comb his short amethyst coloured locks into place. He had decided to pocket his comb on the off chance his hair ever looked disheveled in public, an offense punishable by complete ridicule in his household. Collecting up his things, Silvano left the bathroom and soon returned his belongings to the two suitcases he left on top of his bed before locking them.
Allocating his wallet, keys, (student card?), small mirror and Zubat's pokeball to three different pockets of his black slacks, he then made his way out the door, heading down the hall before leaving the dorm, without forgetting to lock the door to his shared room. He had resolved to head straight to the Auditorium without any detours. He didn't want to be late for the opening ceremonies, despite not exactly looking forward to it. Then again, since every student, regardless of their house, was headed to the exact same location, so there was a chance that he'd see Iris or Maria again. That was probably the only aspect he looked forward to.
[Exit] [Heading to Auditorium]
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"私の野望...? XXXXXXX私はすべてのそれらを上回るだろう..."
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[アントニオ・ シルヴァーノ]
✗ STATUS : Fine ✗ MOOD : Ambivalent ✗ THOUGHTS : 'Better get to the auditorium.' ✗ ATTIRE :This school uniform with Salamance house colours
✗ WORD COUNT :No Idea;macbook program won't say ✗ OOC : ...
X⇒ LOCATION : Dorm roomXXXXXXXXXX⇒ WITH : No one After the Morning welcoming ceremony was finished, Silvano had parted ways with Niara on their way back to their dorms, a directive that he admittedly didn't much understand. He had looked forward to spending the rest of the day getting to know the school campus with his friends. but it seemed the rest of the day would have to be spent alone, or so Silvano thought.
Pushing open the door to his room, Silvano closed the door behind him before sauntering over to his bed. His two large black suit cases were still sitting on the middle of his bed, untouched and right were he left them. He still didn't have any intention of taking out his belongings and putting them away around the room. Pulling his bags off his bed, Silvano set them back down at the foot of his bed, standing them upright. He then straightened out the covers before laying down on top of them, his limbs all akimbo. He didn't know what to expect next, but figured he'd receive some kind of update soon or later. For now, he just closed his eyes and let his thoughts linger on the ceremony.
Despite not enjoying the company of pokemon much, Silvano didn't mind sitting with Niara's Ralts on his lap for the remainder of the ceremony. He guessed it would have been more obvious that the two were breaking the rules had anyone seen the light of pokeball, so he tacitly agreed to look after Midus until the ceremony was over. Admittedly, the little pokemon looked kind of cute, poking his head out of the uniform jacket that was wrapped around him. Honestly, seeing the mix of thrill and relief on Niara's face when she first laid eyes on the Ralts, felt somewhat rewarding, knowing that he was able to help her. She must of felt really worried about him. Silvano could sense it in her voice, especially when she voiced her relief. Though, she seemed just as confused as he was when it came to Midus' odd behavior. Why the little pokemon was interested in him, Silvano didn't have a clue, until Niara suggested that the little pokemon could either read minds or had recognized him from some pictures Niara had kept of the two of them. The latter of the two seemed more likely, not that Silvano was an expert on Ralts -- he hardly knew the pokemon was a psychic type. But the idea that the pokemon might have recognized him from the pictures he and his old friend had taken together seemed like a reasonable answer. Admittedly, he was surprised that Niara still had those pictures, then again, why would she have gotten rid of them? The two of them were pretty good friends. They had saved each other from extreme boredom during their fathers' meetings and retreated to different parts of their estates' to hang out away from their parents. It was a rare treat to see Niara, since they lived words apart. Seeing her now, attending the same academy as him... it mean the two would have more time to hang out without their parents' interference.
Rolling over onto his side, Silvano began to shift his thoughts to the actually ceremony itself, and the teachers that had each introduced themselves. They seemed like competent enthusiastic individuals.
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"私の野望...? XXXXXXX私はすべてのそれらを上回るだろう..."
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[アントニオ・ シルヴァーノ]
✗ STATUS : Fine ✗ MOOD : Ambivalent ✗ ATTIRE :Salamence Uniform
X⇒ LOCATION : His Assigned DormroomXXXXXXXXXX⇒ WITH : ... At the sound of a woman's voice over the intercom system within the dorm, Silvano slowly sat upright on his bed. The semi-familiar voice had instructed all Salamence students to head to the common room. It was probably for some kind of mandatory meeting or something -- then again, the woman's voice sounded unsure of what she was summoning the students to. Silvano inwardly shrugged to himself before getting up off his bed.
Nearing a small mirror that was hung by the door, Silvano removed a small comb from his coat pocket, and used it to straighten out his locks before departing out of the room. He hoped whatever it was he was attending would be interesting, and wondered if he'd get a chance to finally meet his other dorm mates properly.
[Exit to Salamence common room]
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"私の野望...? XXXXXXX私はすべてのそれらを上回るだろう..."
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[アントニオ・ シルヴァーノ]
✗ STATUS : Fine ✗ MOOD : Ambivalent ✗ THOUGHTS : ✗ ATTIRE :This school uniform with Salamance house colours
✗ WORD COUNT :No Idea;macbook program won't say ✗ OOC : ...
X⇒ LOCATION : His Assigned DormroomXXXXXXXXXX⇒ WITH : ... Slowly waking up, Silvano forced himself to get out of bed. Today was the first day of class for all the students. Knowing that he had signed up for battle class, he knew that would be the morning class he'd be attending before going to History class in the afternoon. Glancing over at the clock, he was glad that he hadn't overslept, despite not setting an alarm.
Heading over to his suitcases beside his bed, Silvano removed a few toiletries before heading into the bathroom. He had decided to take a quick shower before brushing his teeth and fixing up his hair. Once all that was taken care of, he moved back into the bedroom and got changed into his Salamence uniform, with its iconic teal colours. Slipping his black bookbag over his shoulder, Silvano was finally ready to head out. Checking one last time to make sure he had everything, he soon made his way out the door and took off for the Cafeteria. He supposed it would be a good idea to get something to eat before class.
[Exit to Pathways]
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"私の野望...? XXXXXXX私はすべてのそれらを上回るだろう..."
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[アントニオ・ シルヴァーノ]
✗ STATUS : Fine ✗ MOOD : Ambivalent ✗ ATTIRE :This school uniform with Salamance house colours
✗ WORD COUNT :No Idea;macbook program won't say ✗ OOC : ...
X⇒ LOCATION : Dormroom XXXXXXXXXX⇒ WITH : ... Entering his room, Silvano removed his bag from off his shoulders and dropped down onto his bed. The room still looked like it had the day he first entered it, not a single object out of place. It pretty much looked as though it was still unoccupied, waiting for a student to move in.
Lifting up his suitcase at the side of his bed, he placed it atop the middle of his bed and quickly unzipped it. Flipping the top half of it open, Silvano ran a hand through his amethyst colored hair as he looked over his belongings inside the suitcase. He wasn't exactly sure of what he wanted to wear. He supposed it didn't really matter - it wasn't like he was getting dressed up for some special occasion. It was just a simple trip to the city everyone had arrived at before traveling to the school. Nothing extraordinarily special. If anything, Iris probably wasn't getting overly dressed up either. Letting out a bit of a sigh, Silvano removed a white dress shirt from his bag, as well as some black slacks and a vest of the same colour. Getting changed into the clothes he had removed from his bag, he soon transfered his wallet and keys to his back pocket before taking out a small comb to fix up his bangs somewhat. Moving back to the side of his bed, he then picked up his black messenger bag and slipped the strap back over his shoulder. He wasn't sure where their trip into town would take them, so he had decided to bring his bag with him in case they had decided to pick up anything from the town.
Heading out of the room, Silvano locked the door behind him and began to make his way out of the dorm. He hoped that Iris hadn't already beat him to the Campus station. The thought of making her wait on him was embarrassing. No girl ever should have to wait on the guy - as his sister had taught him through tormenting him over making that mistake.
[Exit to campus station ]
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"私の野望...? XXXXXXX私はすべてのそれらを上回るだろう..."
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[アントニオ・ シルヴァーノ]
✗ STATUS : Fine ✗ MOOD : Ambivalent ✗ ATTIRE :This school uniform with Salamance house colours
✗ WORD COUNT :No Idea;macbook program won't say ✗ OOC : ...
▂▃▄▅▆▇█▓▒░Saturday, 19th of September░▒▓█▇▆▅▄▃▂ ░G░o░o░d░ ░M░o░r░n░i░n░g░ ░
Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2016 7:11 am
███ ██ █ ▌Cyril Frisch▌█ ██ ███
↳My location... dorm room ↳My Outfit... shirt and jeans. ↳Those near me... nope ↳Pokemon you see me with... nobody right now
[start!]
The door of the dorm swung open and a boy entered the room. His eyes quickly swept across the room, taking in condition of the room. It was nice, really nice room. He was worried about how good the place would be since it's free, though now he was glad he came here. He liked it here already. A lot of the facilities and building were brand new, so their functionality shouldn't be questioned.
Cyril quickly found his luggage and started to unpacking. He didn't have much with him, so it was relatively quick. There was a couple of jar of handmade pokemon food for Aisha and smaller jar of pokemon treat. He heard the academy provided meal in the cafetaria, but he wasn't sure it would cover his pokemon too, so he brought them just in case. Even if it wasn't, Aisha would appreciate the food. She was still full after eating the candies he got from the academy and got sleepy that Cyril returned her. Two more items were given, The pokegear he wore and one precious pokeball he kept with him.
Now that Cyril was done, he was left with nothing to do. He could take a shower or he could go out for a bit. It was saturday, so there wasn't any need for him to hurry. Hmmm . . . Cyril thought as he glanced toward his pokegear. It's afternoon. I guess, I will just go out and wander around, Cyril decided. The thought of being idle in his room wasn't appealing to him. Aisha might also benefit from light exercise.
[Exit!]
((OOC: ))
Log: word counter: 263 gives 5 rare candy to Snorunt Pokemon Team:
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