[center][img]http://www.wilsoninfo.com/lines/calligraphic-horizontal-line-1b.png[/img][/center][center][h1][color=9966CC] Nathaniel Alderson[/color][/h1][/center]
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[center]Location: Bleachers going to Carnival
Interacting with: Conan & Tadhg ó Faoláin ([@TheIrishJJ])[/center]
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"How about we go to the bumper cars?" Conan suggested, to which his brother asked if it was alright with Nathan. Personally, Nathaniel didn't care as he was more so worried about future interactions and simply wanted the conversation to stop, thus giving a small nod as he followed them both. His eyes were firmly planted to the ground, fixated downward with the only the thing leading him were the shoes that he had taken note of earlier. 

He watched as his earbuds clattered against themselves as they hung from the neck opening for his hoodie, the very minuscule noise causing him to feel awkward and that he was intruding on the other's hearing until he simply reached and placed them both in his ears once more, no music playing. He wasn't sure why it had bothered him, but he gave a sigh of relief that it was finally gone. Maybe he felt it was rude, or he was simply overreacting... But regardless, it let him get lost in this thoughts once more.

[i]I... I'm so confused... Why are they taking any interest? Why has anyone I've met here taken interest in me... It just doesn't feel natural. I could never talk about sports with the other guys at school, yet the community center was where I met Conan, Tadhg, and even Selene... Though, she's honestly much easier to talk to. I'm not really sure why either, but she just seems approachable, which is somewhat funny as I don't exactly look like a freshman. Sure, I'm not the tallest guy...  these guys are even taller than me... and Conan's more muscular... But, I mean, I think I look more like a sophomore. Though, I guess compared to a lot of freshman, I must have been hit with the short end of the stick... Maybe I'll just go swimming after this carnival, it'll help me get my mind off of things.[/i]

To the others, he probably just seemed like he was zoned out, and to a further extent he wasn't really paying attention except for where Conan and Tadhg were. Even then, his conversation in his head distracted him on the off chance that they would speak.
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[center]Location: Carnival
Interactions with: Poetry ([@LovelyAnastasia]), Maeve ([@TheIrishJJ])[/center][center][img]http://www.wilsoninfo.com/lines/calligraphic-horizontal-line-1c.png[/img][/center]

Blake couldn't help but feel happy when in the presence of Poetry. While she did her thing, Blake watched with his general toned down grin, rather fond of Poetry's choice of lingo. It was so... so full of life. That was the wording he was looking for. It was as carefree as she seemed, and it reflected her personality as well. He'd known Poetry for awhile now, and yet hearing her speak was almost like a different kind of sensation to the ear. It was like she had written a heartfelt poem and simply spoke in it, leaving the rest of the world to either struggle to understand or accept that it was a part of her.

Though, his interested in the conversation peaked when Poetry began suggesting that they go off and eat something. Or... to put it in her words, go off and find some munching, something like an elephant ear... was it a real elephant ear? He'd never heard of such a treat, and he simply kept a smile to hide his confusion at wanting to eat elephant meat. Though, it made him doubt the fact that it was a real elephant, but he couldn't really think of what it could be. It actually made him feel silly just trying to contemplate what an elephant ear was other than it was some sort of carnival food.

Which is why he felt lucky that she pushed that thought away, asking if they wanted to go on the ferris wheel first. He turned to Maeve, waiting for her opinion, which wasn't that long of a wait. She said how that was fine, but she added how he didn't have to pay for her. He gave a lighthearted laugh, looking at her with a warm smile.

[color=#f7cac9]"I insist. When it comes to friends, money is no object to me. So if there's something you want, I'll be happy to oblige in buying it,"[/color] He paused, this time turning towards the ferris wheel and pointing with his left hand at it,[color=#f7cac9]"Anyway, now that that's settled, come on you two. We have a wheel to ride. Maybe we can eat afterward, my treat."[/color]