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Cress ([personal profile] makesitcool) wrote in [community profile] smash_logs2013-02-27 09:14 am

Dorm Log The Sequel To End All Sequels

Who: COLLECTIVE YOU
What: Dorm log!
Where: Student and Teacher dorms, and quite possibly beyond campus. If your heart dreams it, your fingers can type it.
When: The span of February 27 - March 13
Warnings: This log is yellow-taped with all kinds of potential warnings. If your filthy imagination can conjure it, this log can produce it.

Ripped off the last one and all its friends: Basically, here's how this works. We all know our characters experience downtime after classes and their busy schedules, and this is a good venue for those kinds of miscellaneous dorm-shenanigans to take place. Not only does it give your characters the easy chance to meet new people in a laid-back environment, but it's a good mechanism for strengthening CR. It's easy!

Feel free to begin in any way you please! Plan with (a) fellow player(s) if you'd like! Or, set up a thread and wait for characters to bite! Whatever you want. It can all be yours if you make a thread. Feel like drawing graffiti on Professor Jin's door? Apologizing for the aftermath of the latest cupidbot fiasco? Doing each others' hair and talking about boys? Giving your trusted(?!?) friends a free ride in the dryer? Staying up late at night making use of those dick-shaped cake pans you found in the cupboard? Man, I don't care, just do it! Don't let this log get away untagged.


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BW-17 - Eirika (and Lyra! ♥)

[personal profile] heartofarapier 2013-03-06 07:58 am (UTC)(link)
Eirika had very little desire to keep herself cooped up in her new room. Not that there was anything wrong with it. While it was no impressive palace room, it certainly beat sleeping on the ground of a tent. But she'd never been the sort to complain, which she imagined had to do with upbringing and obligation.

So rather than being in her room...

Eirika was likely every other place. The town's variety of shops. The academy halls, classrooms, library. It was surprisingly easy to catch an eye on something unfamiliar and simply stare - whether it was a conversation between people, or something being sold. This was like an entirely different world, and almost everything was foreign. And she must have looked minutely foolish.

Whatever the case might have been, Eirika stood out. Painfully so. Regalia from head to toe, even when she wasn't donning her armour, she carried her rapier with her, an old habit that was bound to die hard. At least until she felt she was perfectly safe. And even then, she had a feeling she'd still keep it as her closest companion.
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[personal profile] bigclaws 2013-03-14 05:44 pm (UTC)(link)
In rooming with Lyra, the human girl wasn't the only one that spent time in the room. Flynn, Lyra's Scizor, was another guest, though she wasn't one to spend too much time in the dormitory. There was little for the Scizor to do, and so she went out to train than to stay cramped up.

But there were the times that she had to come back at the end of the day, once the sun started to set. Until Lyra returned, she spent her time usually standing in wait in a section of the room, or, on the uncommon occasions, looking at tidbits that were in there: a book, an object, touching it carefully with the end of her pincer.

A meeting inside of the room was not to be unexpected, nor would perhaps a meeting outside where Flynn spent most of her time. If not in the stadium, then in the fields. Being dressed in armour was perhaps as much of an unusual sight as a giant, steel-red creature - unless you knew about Pokemon, of course, or had been in the academy enough.

Would this figure catch Eirika's attention?
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[personal profile] heartofarapier 2013-03-15 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
Eirika had, admittedly - and regretfully, not had much time with her 'roommate,' or so Lyra was called. She knew very little about the girl aside from her name and briefly what she looked like. But then Eirika had frequently been traveling across the campus grounds and the town in hopes of furthering her investigation. She could not return to Magvel until she managed to close the doorway between Smash Academy and her warring home world. But that seemed far an easier task to discuss than to make any sort of headway regarding.

Crossing paths with Flynn had been entirely coincidental and considering Eirika was completely unaware of Lyra's 'occupation,' the teal-haired princess was more than a little surprised. But only slightly less so than she had been in meeting three talking animals, and a boy who resembled an animal of sorts. Shadow's explanation of the academy being a 'hub' for multiple worlds certainly made the presence of these creatures make a little more sense, but it didn't completely disrupt Eirika's uncertainties with who was and was not trustworthy.

A momentary pause and it was her room she'd entered. Shared room, at any rate. Dusting herself off, her posture remained as tall as she could make herself out to be (which admittedly wasn't much). "I... apologise. Am I interrupting?" Because the gods forbid she be interrupting someone else in her quarters...
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[personal profile] bigclaws 2013-03-18 12:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Flynn's always stayed close to Lyra's side of the room, even when it had only been her occupying it for some time. It was just natural for her, and it was on that side the Scizor stood when Eirika arrived. She had heard her as she had walked through the door, and her head head turned to watch the woman enter, before her body turned fully to look her over. Was she the new one? Or one of Lyra's many... human friends?

Regardless, the Pokemon stood and stared at observed her for a moment's time, looking back up to Eirika's face before she eventually gave a simple response of, "...Scizor."
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[personal profile] heartofarapier 2013-03-20 04:30 pm (UTC)(link)
The response was very clear. Well, clear in the sense that Eirika did not understand a single thing that had just happened. An... animal (?) that couldn't speak? Well, not in the same way Shadow had been able to. Or the strangely beautiful cat she'd crossed paths with.

Her teal eyebrows furrowed as she stared at Flynn a few moments longer. Then she tentatively motioned to herself, "I am Eirika, Princess of Renais." A pause and then as she closed the door, her posture straightened, "I am Miss Lyra's living companion. I only recently arrived. You must be a friend of hers."

What did people do when they met one another? Eirika's history of introductions usually involved people bowing or curtseying to her, but the people in the academy were very different and she still wasn't sure how to interpret all of that.
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[personal profile] bigclaws 2013-03-20 10:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Flynn herself had never been good at introductions, nor much at conversation in general. Even as she became more exposed to the residents of the school, she had found herself still finding it strange as to what to do when faced with someone.

And this introduction- it didn't cross the Scizor's mind to attempt at all to give her own name. It was usually a loss cause, and it had only been in her time with Lyra that she had 'owned' a name at all. She had been with the girl for quite a long time now, but to how many others had she thought to give it to?

She looked at Eirika, with nothing to give to her but silence. But a previous encounter with a human came to her mind, where an introduction was made. To make the meeting "official"...

Perhaps abruptly, the Scizor stuck one of her pincers straight out, closed and in front of Eirika. She eyed her, and said in a rather strong voice, "Scizor."
heartofarapier: ([skeptical] akin to disbelief)

[personal profile] heartofarapier 2013-03-22 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
The motion itself was a foreign one for Renais' younger twin. At first she simply stared and found herself unsure of what to do. Was she supposed to move? Was the gesture one of hostility? How was she to communicate with a creature that she knew not what to do with? What if...

What if this... odd creature in red had eaten Lyra? The thought was a little ridiculous in hindsight because Eirika couldn't imagine someone like that being allowed into such an area. Or allowed to stay in the area. Innes' reminder rung true in her mind, however. She would need to watch herself. It also wasn't impossible for someone less than savoury to come from Magvel simply for the sake of cornering her.

And it wouldn't have been hard to do.

Hesitantly, she finally moved to mirror Flynn. One hand moved out and not really sure what else to say, Eirika followed in suit. "Scizor."
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[personal profile] bigclaws 2013-03-22 01:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Was the human dumbfounded or mocking her? The Scizor couldn't help but feel it was somehow the latter, though it was from her embarrassment that made her feel as much. If it had been in the past, she would have responded angrily at the reaction, but Flynn tried to keep her emotions in check.

But maybe not as good as she could, when, after a moment, she made a bashing motion in the air, each singular and separate, as if timed, and said again in a more harsher and louder voice, "SciZOR."
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[personal profile] genderbentmario 2013-03-22 02:55 pm (UTC)(link)
It wasn't like Lyra hadn't been curious about her new roommate; she'd always been the kind of girl who had a hard time staying out of people's business, and she was outgoing enough to figure that it was her job to make a new student (or presumably new; the name Eirika wasn't one she'd seen before) feel more at home here. The timing, though, never quite seemed to be right. Either her new roomie was absent from the room, or Lyra herself was off somewhere else on her usual misadventures or distracted with such direly important matters as the latest episode of her radio dramas. There never really seemed to be a good moment to play the roommate welcoming committee.

Lyra had thought that might be the case today too; she'd been busy with a trip to the FDC Poke Mart to stock up on trainer essentials, but a sale on Pokedolls had meant she'd stayed out longer than she'd planned to. With her bag crammed full of Revives and Full Heals (and maybe a stuffed animal or two for her collection), she'd hurried home as quick as she could -- Flynn was probably waiting for her!

Lyra didn't expect Eirika to be home when she bustled through the door; she let out a surprised little "oh" when she walked in to find roomie and Scizor face to face, sticking their hands out like they were trying for some kind of awkward fistbump. Surprise quickly gave way to delight, though, once she clued in about what was going on. "Hey, you guys are making friends already?" Lyra blurted, smiling from ear to ear.
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[personal profile] heartofarapier 2013-03-26 06:48 am (UTC)(link)
It was true that Eirika had fought back a wince. The last thing she'd wanted was for Flynn to magically show her that her training and sparring with Ephraim and Seth had been all for naught. She could fight against a staff. She could hold her own against a sword. Whatever Flynn was using, however, Eirika found herself truly handicapped. But intrigued, because learning to stand against that could prove beneficial to the Knights of Renais.

Lyra's entrance immediately caught Eirika's attention. Her posture straightened, one hand behind her back and the other crossed over her chest. In a way, it was almost like she was standing at attention when being called up for departing from camp. As if she began to remember her actual position, however, she kept a proper composure - if not glaringly regal - and inclined her head politely.

"I think I am sooner becoming a frustration," she admitted with a reserved smile. "M..." Miss Lyra? Lady Lyra? How complicated. "Lyra, I presume?" She cast a glance over to Flynn curiously, to see if the odd insect creature would confirm or deny.
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[personal profile] bigclaws 2013-03-26 07:22 am (UTC)(link)
What a waste. Whether the human had been truly dumbfounded or acted so intentionally, the embarrassment Flynn felt only grew in her attempt. What luck then she had when Lyra popped herself in, to who the Scizor looked at. Her arrival didn't take away any of that irritation, but with the human introducing herself to her trainer, Flynn placed her pincer down to her side.

"Scizor," the Pokemon spoke to answer Lyra. Her voice wasn't as harsh as it had just been, but still there was a trace of annoyance in the negative tone. Making friends? Hardly; her attempt at "officially meeting" the person was nothing short of a failure. Refusing to humiliate herself any further, the Scizor moved from Eirika and went to stand by Lyra's bedside, looking over to the trainer once more before off into another direction, to allow the two to speak. She didn't want to have to linger on the actions that just took place, and so she had nothing to add.

So just ignore the big red sulking insect, okay.
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[personal profile] genderbentmario 2013-03-29 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
The mile-wide grin faded a little as Lyra started cluing into the thoroughly tense atmosphere in the room. Uh-oh. She didn't exactly know her new roomie well, but she definitely knew Flynn well enough to know what that sulkiness meant. Okay... decidedly not making friends, hm.

"Yep, that's me!" she told Eirika. "Welcome to the school! Um... one quick sec, okay? I'm gonna check on Flynn real quick. That's her name, by the way. Flynn." She was already gravitating over to Flynn's side to soothe her Scizor; it was trainer instinct that made it hard to ignore when their Pokemon were unhappy. She could only try to guess what had gone on in her absence. Probably not an argument or anything like that, because Flynn might have taken that as a suggestion to fight. This was a bit too sharp for her usual stoicness, too. "Feeling hurt?" Lyra asked softly, leaning in close so Flynn wouldn't have to answer out loud -- she had her pride, after all.
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[personal profile] heartofarapier 2013-04-03 12:49 am (UTC)(link)
It wasn't hard to feel a little sheepish. Considering she was obviously encroaching on what appeared to be private territory, Eirika wondered if it was possible at all to request private quarters for herself. She couldn't imagine sharing room and board was something her brother would have thought particularly proper, but chances were with the way things at the academy had gone thus far, Eirika's requests were going to fall on deaf ears.

How did a hand hear, anyway? Much less, how did one even speak?

She watched the exchange between Lyra and Flynn for a few moments before she did what she thought was best and averted her gaze. Instead, she found herself looking at the more barren half of Lyra's room - the side that she assumed would be hers. She'd had no plans of a long stay at the academy, but perhaps it wouldn't be absolutely horrible to decorate it at least a little.