[CENTER][img]https://i.imgur.com/l5lyapa.png[/img][/CENTER][indent][sub][COLOR=SILVER][B]Location:[/B][/COLOR] [I]Stadium – PRCU, Dundas Island[/I][/sub][sup][right][COLOR=SILVER][b]First Class #2.49:[/b][/COLOR] [I]Chasing Friends[/I][/right][/sup][/indent][sub][hr][/sub][INDENT][sub][color=SILVER][B]Interaction(s):[/B][/COLOR] [I]N/A[/I][/sub][SUP][RIGHT][COLOR=SILVER][b]Previously:[/b][/COLOR] [I]Squares and Circles[/I][/right][/SUP]
[INDENT]If asked, Lucas could not have said he was happy with his choices. He’d started to regret taking that step forward as soon as he did. Or, well, he was regretting leaving his first choice empty, because no matter how much he wanted to be a neutral, open-minded person, seeing obvious proof of the ups and downs Team Blackjack was going through didn’t offer much by way of enticement to join them. He still would, if he had to, since he’d already made the offer, but before the second whistle blew, he’d definitely been tempted to pull out the Eclipse armband to be sure he wouldn’t. Too late to change his mind though. He didn’t like changing it too often or he’d forget how to hold onto what he wanted. And then the whistle blew, and it was definitely too late. 

Thankfully, though he was tense throughout the brief rearranging, they ended up pointing him towards Eclipse. He’d take it. One last glance at Firebird had him grinning and waving back at Ariel before he joined his new teammates with the smile still lingering. He wasn’t the only one from Firebird here either, so it didn’t feel quite as daunting. Alyssa, who thought trees could fight back (and he wasn’t going to argue that) and Sierra, who was really Sierras and who made dad jokes. He wasn’t nearly as sure about the two who’d come over from Blackjack, but he gave them a smile all the same and was relieved when he discovered he’d thought right. The voices around him were all still vaguely familiar, even if they came from shirts instead of walls. Maybe it really wouldn’t be that hard learning new names and faces. He already had one down: Suzanna Poots. Didn’t know anything else about her, but he’d learn more eventually. 

First, a welcome from Aaron Matthews, then back to Dr. Lehrer and finally time to pick Houses. 

Suzanna already had, apparently, and he watched her walk off for a moment, letting his gaze follow along to naturally take in the House representatives that had been waiting for a while now. It all looked very formal. And colourful. And he didn’t even know what his choices were yet. 

So, he opened his envelope to have a look, frowning through the friction of pulling out the invitations and laying them on the grass in front of him as he squatted down to consider. Green… Silver… Brown… The silhouettes were all very recognizable and he liked that they said the same thing, made reading faster. Alces said he was gentle; Lynx, that he was patient; and Ursus, that he was empathetic. He… wasn’t really sure what to do with that information. He hadn’t bothered looking up much about the Houses before this. The invitations themselves didn’t come with much more information than that, just the warmth of being printed, gathered, and slid inside the envelope. No voices he could identify or words he thought were important. But if he was going to choose based on what each House thought of him, then… Well, he didn’t know. 

But when he looked up to see if the house leaders and representatives behind them might give him some inspiration it hadn’t managed before, his frown bloomed into a wide grin, and he made his choice. 

He’d switched teams so other people could have a chance at different social environments. Didn’t have to do the same with the Houses. Didn’t have to think as hard as he had been, either. Still grinning, Lucas gathered his invitations and the envelope and joined the rest in making their choices known. He arrived in front of House Ursus’ leader just behind Jonna and grinned even bigger when he realised that was one more person he wouldn’t have to go looking for if he wanted to spend time with them. 

Following her lead, he held out his own invitations, Ursus on top, and added, rather less formally. [color=deb887]“Hi. Me too.” [/color] 

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