[@SheriffLlama] [h1]Chess[/h1]

Chess heard a light knock on his door and walked away from his desk to answer it. Well, he thought to himself, guess its time to get it over with and meet this roommate. He hoped he wasn't to friendly. As a matter of fact he hoped they were all positively shit. It wouldn't be hard to defeat them that way. He opened the door to see a surprisingly big guy standing there in some denim jeans, he had to be from Till, who else still wore denim jeans? Especially ones like that. Chess had to strain his neck to look the other boy in the face, but he put his hand out and put on the best smile he could. No use in them thinking he was an introvert, he just couldn't go catching feelings. "My name is Chess, you know like the game." He said rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly still smiling, this kid could crush him.

[@Imaginary] [h2] Seril[/h2]

Seril leaned on his door frame and crossed his arms, knowing it was a little safer now. "Yeah" He told her brushing some hair out of his face. "I ain't-" he said suddenly stopping himself mid sentence. Damn hick he thought "I haven't ever been to Focal actually" He said thinking that sounded kind of dumb now. He looked Nya up and down again trying not to come off as pervy, "So whats your story, you dont look like you fell off the back of the truck like some of these girls." He said chuckling under his breath, he supposed it wasn't there fault they were that way but that sure as hell didn't mean they needed to act that way all the time. He couldn't wait to see how the Guard would handle some of them. He would probably write his sister about the girls here and how much different the ones back home are. He almost made a copy right in front of Nya but quickly stopped himself.

He definitely needed to stop using that thing before he got himself killed.