rose tint my world

[majorjealousy]

Who: Jin, anyone!
What: Starting to understand just what it is that makes Smash Academy so "special".
Where: Around campus
When: The week of June 11th. Lemme know when/where they meet up.
Warnings: That's up to you!


So, he was here.

As he wandered around the vibrant green courtyard, soft breeze blowing through the trees, hands behind his back, Jin could only think one thing.

Shit.

In his haste, he had taken the first opportunity that had become available to him. Sure, he needed to get out of Ikaruga after his encounter with Ragna, and he needed to do it fast. Perhaps there were other things he could have done than become a teacher in a school full of misplaced freaks, though. He would never know at this point.

So, if you see a thin man with shaggy blonde hair and soft features wandering through your area of the school this week, feel free to introduce yourself. Give him a good old fashioned Smash Academy welcome.

After all, Jin had committed quite a few things that could be considered sins in his life so far. And hell is other people, right?

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June 15, morning, somewhere outside (CREATIVE PRO™)

[makesithot]

[[ooc: hopefully that is an acceptable location... hehe...]]

Chili, too, was new to Smash Academy. As such, he was expecting to do a lot of campus exploring over the next few days.

He'd arrived in a pretty good mood. Even though he didn't want to admit it, he was happy that his brother Cress came along with him to join the school; that way, he wouldn't be alone. What he didn't expect was to be assigned to a different room when he was sure he was going to have to share it with someone he didn't even know... What if they didn't get along? Why couldn't he just share the room with his brother? Wouldn't that make more sense? It all left him feeling very upset the next morning, and the fact that Cress was acting like it was no big deal made it worse. He didn't want to see him right now.

That was why he was adventuring off on his own, Pansear drowsily perching atop his head. He noticed Jin and wondered to himself if this guy was going to be a student or teacher... Oh, shoot, did he notice him staring at him? He wasn't sure, but it was better to be safe rather than sorry.

"Hi!" he chirped.

somewhere outside is the most beautiful part of the campus

[majorjealousy]

Jin was currently sitting on a bench under a tree, skimming through a book. At the appearance of the fiery (heheh) redhead, however, his eyes slowly raised to meet the stranger's. He lightly turned the page.

"Hello," He responded, clipped.

ok good i think so too

[makesithot]

Since Chili had been doing it so far in this manner, he figured an introduction was in order - whether the other had been here for long or not, the gym leader couldn't be sure, and it was in his nature to be good with introductions.

"I'm Chili," he began, smiling as though all of his troubles had been stored away. "And I'm new here! I'm gonna be a student next year. So, who are you?"

[majorjealousy]

Jin's gaze drifted back down to his book for half a second, tapping a finger gently on the last word he had read.

"Jin Kisaragi. I will be teaching, likewise."

[makesithot]

"Jin, then! Great, what are you going to be teaching?" Boy, he sure hoped it was something cool.

[majorjealousy]

"Traditional Weaponry," Jin replied, "Both in history and practice."

[makesithot]

Chili's interest was piqued. "Traditional Weaponry? Haha, I heard there were some top-notch classes here!" he said, as though Jin's position as the teacher of such a course confirmed his suspicions. "I've never taken any classes like that before! Hey, hey, even if I've never done it before, I could take a class like that, right?!"

He imagined himself looking pretty cool with a sword or something. Something... traditional. Right? His mental image definitely wasn't spot-on, but it still made him look cool.

June 12th, evening, parking lot

[obfuskate]

Shadow wasn't about to go out of his way to introduce himself to anyone, but he sure was in the general vicinity of anyone around at the time. Why? The answer to that was simple:

He stood there, next to a large, gorgeous motorcycle, one that likely didn't belong to anyone in particular (maybe someone curious just initiating a school tour). Its orange and yellow hues gave off that it was certainly not his own, as clearly Shadow would opt for a black and red color scheme, akin to his pelt.

Despite that, he seemed very fascinated, tail swishing from side-to-side as he examined it. He muttered soft, eloquent words under his breath, much like, "Fascinating," and, "Stunning..."

Yeah, he was clearly very into it.

Was there anyone else in the area up to looking at cool bikes? Like, say, a Jin, perhaps...?

[majorjealousy]

Did somebody say cool bikes????

Despite the fact that the strange, small Beastkind Jin had spoken to on the journal network was standing right there, the man found himself drifting closer and closer. The only thing Jin loved more than disliking other people was motorcycles. And this one was beautiful. Not vintage, like he had a preference for, but beautiful nonetheless.

The only acknowledgement he gave Shadow was after he had already sidled quietly to the hedgehog's side.

"Yours?"

[obfuskate]

Oh, yes, only the COOLEST OF BIKES.

Shadow flinched subtly at first, an ear swiveling to the man next to him in case he makes any funny moves. So far, he seemed to be relatively harmless, but he could never be too sure. Some... strange faces have shown up here, that much is certain, some with power he knew little of.

It was better to be safe instead of sorry. He took one step away from Jin defensively, keeping him out of his personal space bubble (it is quite a sizable bubble), and responded.

"Not at all. I am only observing it."

He looked down upon it, still highly aware of the man beside him, instincts on edge.

"... It is a very nice bike."

[majorjealousy]

"So it is," Jin replied, hands crossed behind his back.

"If I'd have known there was room, I would have brought at least one of my own."

He had left them all back at the Kisaragi estate. Knowing them, they were probably sold off by now.

[obfuskate]

"... At least one."

Shadow's tail flicked behind him, an involuntary movement of curiosity, if Jin proved to be observant enough to witness it. Inquisitive eyes peered up slightly at him, ears a little more perked than they were moments ago.

"You have multiple bikes then."

How interesting. And oh, how he'd long to see them all.

[majorjealousy]

"I do," was the simple reply. "I made a habit of collecting them."

Friday the 15th

[gentlesaint]

Rhys wasn't up to much, just transiting from the cafeteria to his office. However, on his way across the courtyard, he spotted an unfamiliar face. Their eyes met (kind of?), and so Rhys became instantly friendly. Er, even friendlier.

"Good morning!" he chimed, breaking into a warm smile and pausing his advance across the lawn. "Lovely weather we're having, wouldn't you agree?"

[majorjealousy]

What was it with people at this school and engaging? Jin kicked himself internally for ever thinking that this relocation was a good idea, when he remembered that the gentle looking man was probably expecting an answer of some sort.

"I... It's a bit sunny for my tastes, honestly."

[sicklypriest]

"Oh..." The ginger-haired priest's smile sunk marginally for a moment, because oops, he said the wrong thing. What a brash assumption it was to think he shared his sentiments regarding the day's atmospheric conditions! "Not everyone likes sunny weather. That's right..."

Enough about weather, then. Who was this fair stranger in the courtyard all alone? His smile returned. "Um, I've never seen you around before... I'm Rhys! It's nice to meet you."

[majorjealousy]

Jin remained stonefaced, straightening his tie.

"Jin Kisaragi. I just arrived. I'll be teaching. You're a faculty member?"

[gentlesaint]

"Why, yes, I am!" replied Rhys, sunny as ever. "I'm the nurse at this school, but I also teach a health class. Which class are you to teach?"

[majorjealousy]

"Traditional Weaponry. Maybe I should get acquainted with the location of your office now, before I have to send too many students to you," said Jin, dryly. His expression still betrayed no intention of humor.

Maybe the 13th or something; PARKING LOTTO!

[icequeen_aran]

It was warm outside. Samus had cleared out her classroom for the summer. The blonde was consequently more elusive than she normally was. Indeed, she had little reason to be on campus... except for the simple fact that the school's parking lot offered far more asphalt than her place of residence did. Washing her motor bike in a grassy mud puddle would be counter productive at best, so she begrudgingly sacrificed some privacy to get the job done.

It was perhaps a little too warm outside... and this became more and more evident as she passed a hose and sudsy sponge over her considerably advanced looking machine. This particular day seemed to be unusually hot and in short time, Samus found herself envious of her own task. So she did the only sensible thing:

Strip down to her skivvies and continue washing her bike, undeterred.

Much better.

[majorjealousy]

That was definitely a nearly naked woman washing a motorcycle. Jin froze in place on his way through the parking lot. Had he walked into a trashy music video? He found it difficult to tear his eyes away for multiple reasons, the foremost one being that the motorcycle in question was exceptional. He quirked an eyebrow at the blonde (same shade as his own hair, he noted) woman, and coughed, warning her to his presence.

[icequeen_aran]

Yes, White Snake just started playing in the background.

It was quite exceptional, at least in Samus's opinion. Her favorite pet project was perhaps one of the few things Samus would be openly proud of. The machine very obviously had a lot of custom work done to it and looked something like this with tints of this by now. It also sported it's fair share of implied history; weathered scuffs, scratches and maybe a bullet hole or two along the hull if you looked closely. Samus thought they added something a charm.

Speaking of charming... she responded to the cough with a casual raise of her head, then a raise of her eyebrow. He looked awfully familiar, though she couldn't quite place it. Her stare, for that reason, maybe lingered a little longer than it should have.

"Can I help you?" She dunked the sponge into the bucket, seemingly oblivious or seemingly uncaring about her current attire... or lack thereof.

[majorjealousy]

Jin studied her for only a moment before focusing his gaze on her bike-- it was difficult for prolonged staring appear as anything but lewd, and to have that sort of reputation right off that bat would be no good, no good at all.

However... there was something about her. It made it somewhat easier to bestow a compliment upon her.

"Your motorcycle. A fine specimen."

[icequeen_aran]

"I've put a lot of work into it." She put a hand on her hip. "You're a fan?"

[majorjealousy]

Jin placed his own hands in his pants pockets.

"I am. I used to collect them, vintage. Where did you obtain yours? It's like nothing I've ever seen before."