[hr]                                                                                                [b][i]RICK ALLEN[/i][/b]                                        [i]Star City; Corrigan School for [/i][right][indent][i]Advanced Learning and Development[/i][/indent][/right][hr][center][@Mr Allen J][/center]

With a newly recieved copy of [i]Ian Doescher's Shakespearan Star Wars[/i], Rick Allen had raced over to the A.R.C in a flash of white-and-gold lightning, arriving there before everyone else. He quickly got into his training suit, then found himself a quiet corner and began to read the script for the play. Thankfully, as everyone else piled in, he became more and more unnoticed, and was left to contently ponder the means of which he could achieve the part of Luke. He'd been flicking through and taken a certain liking to an exert that had caught his eye. He muttered it quietly to himself in multiple accents, trying to find the right one.

[color=yellow]"Alas, poor stormtrooper, I knew ye not, yet have I taken both uniform and life from thee. What manner of a man wert thou? A man of inf'nite jest or cruelty? A man with helpmate and with children too? A man who hath his Empire serv'd with pride? A man, perhaps, who wish'd for perfect peace? What'er thou wert, goodman, thy pardon grant unto the one who took thy place: e'en me."[/color]

It would need some work, of course, but he knew the role his heart was set on. With this decision in mind, he crept over to his locker and placed the book inside, before heading back to his little corner and watching the people as they came in. There were a few he didn't recognize, so he just decided to spy for the ones he [i]did[/i] know. Mar'i was the first to come in (not counting Rick, of course), followed by Casey (who decided to talk to the Banshee girl, of all people), [i]S'tann[/i], Kieran, and then there was Tanya, swaggering in as if she'd beaten him for once. He smirked from the corner, hoping not to draw attention, but also hoping the opposite at the same time. Little birdie needed to learn a few lessons.

He decided to get up and mingle a bit, now that the usuals (and the not-so-usuals) had made their way in. He walked over to Tanya as she emerged from the locker rooms, adopting the same "swagger" she'd previously had, and leaned against the wall.

[color=yellow]"Hey, little birdie! What took you so long?"[/color]

He spoke obviously jokingly, as he wasn't actually as much of a dick as people thought he was to Tanya. They both had their tone of voice they used with each other in the friendly rivalry they had. Just to make sure, though, he flashed a litte grin.

[color=yellow]"You know, I was thinking, if Mr. Stewart puts us in the same team, we could speed around those two meatheads over there."[/color]

He pointed to the two gorilla boys rustling up Kieran and S'tann. [i]Boy, was he looking forward to this lesson.[/i]