School of Arcs where, your destined to become a great and mighty warrior

Mizuki nodded then paused. "I am sick of hearing those two girls bickering across the hall." He said laughing slightly. He twiddled his thumbs boredly his multi colored eyes dull.

The giant's legs were bent over the end of the bed due to lack of room, the pillow pressed firmly over his face. He paused and then mumbled something barely audible into the pillow in response to Rengar's question, but it was hard to understand. Sliding the pillow down from his face and onto his chest, he sighed and repeated quietly, "Nothing..." His glasses were on the bedside table at the moment so he couldn't quite make out who was talking to him, but he assumed it was the roommate he had greeted earlier by his voice.

"Something you're gonna learn is it's practically impossible to lie to me." Rengar said, moving his gaze off of RJ and looking up at the ceiling, being that he's laying on his bed. His right eye was yellow, but his left eye is blue.

"It's... It's really n-not important..." He slipped his glasses on and moved his pillow under his head, eyes still on the ceiling. I'm pathetic, overly shy, too soft-spoken, socially awkward, too tall, cowardice, fairly talentless, technically a mutant considering albinism is a mutation... "I'm fine." He gave a small fake smile and closed his eyes, not having anything to do.

Occ: Dang, I was dragged from the house today, recap of what has happened in the Rp so far?

Recap: Everyone has just been arriving and unpacking today. Classes will not start until day five, and this is only day one. A few people are trying to start possible relationships. Not much else is happening at the moment.

R.J. jumped at the sound of Kenya tossing his luggage onto his bed, sitting up slowly and glancing around the room, quiet as always. He waved slightly to the new-found second and final roommate. After waving, he quickly averted his gaze however, preferring to avoid any possible eye contact that would lead to talking and then questions.

Alyssa finally works up the courage to go in her dorm. As soon as she sees she has a male room mate she almost walks right back out. She stops herself from leaving but stays near the door. These dorm are mixed genders?! I can't be cold on all males for what dad did, so I will just try to avoid them at all possible times.

"Hey." Rengar said simply to the newcomer to the dorm room. "What's your name?" he questions, not looking at the new guy.

R.J. stood and looked around the room for something to do, but he found nothing. He had brought a few novels with him, but he didn't feel like reading at the moment. What made it worse was that he didn't feel like socializing either, leaving him with very few options. Then again, he could always go see if Angel "needed" him to do anything else. Of course, she would never run out of things to tell him to do if he gave her the chance. If there was nothing she wanted him to do, she would probably just demand that he run around the school with a tape measurer and then tell her the perimeter of the school when he was done. Because of this, he chose to stay where he was and flip through the photographs from home in his wallet instead.

"Huh? Oh--I'm seven f-foot, three," he stammered out after realizing that someone had been watching and speaking to him while he was spacing out. He shook her hand quickly and then hurried to avert his gaze away from her to avoid possible eye contact. Guessing she was older than him, he left out his age in case she was one of the many who wouldn't believe him and would choose to argue until he lied and said he was seventeen instead of fourteen. Glancing at his wallet now in his hand, he kept it closed, waiting for the stranger girl to leave so he could look through the pictures alone. Company made him nervous enough, but he had already been embarrassed enough that he had stuttered.

Alyssa simply shook her head from side side, for the fear if she speaks she will be rude. Why was I not told?Why was it me put with a male. She silently starts to unpack her things.

Um.... Bump?

Becoming more and more nervous, R.J. eventually broke down and ran out of the room, avoiding meeting the eyes of anyone he passed in order to refrain from having to talk to them. He was sure that if he stayed inside for much longer, Angel would track him down and start making demands, so he ran outside instead and didn't stop until he was panting under a tree. He sighed and put a hand over his face, criticizing himself internally. You're supposed to be a guard, R.J. A GUARD! How are you going to protect anyone else if you can't even stand up for yourself or stay in a room with someone you're not close to and have a normal conversation? This wasn't the first time he had thought this, and he knew it was true. When it came down to it, the only thing he had going for him in this school as far as fighting was his height.

"Huh? Oh--no, n-nothing happened..." He clenched his fists, mentally slapping himself for stuttering again. "I'm R.J." Even though he was taller than anyone else in the school, it was hard to hear his voice, seeing as he preferred to keep to himself and wasn't used to raising his voice. At home, he had only yelled one time that he could remember, and that was when he yelled for help after finding his mother passed out on their kitchen floor. She wasn't dead, just in the hospital at this point. He didn't count the many times he had screamed when he was little and got beat up.