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Riverswell University; Sanctuary and Learning Center for Demi-Gods and Hybrids

I usually don't color my characters' dialogues but since everyone else is doing it I wanted to be a popular kid too. Tell me if it's not legible, I just picked a random shade of red that didn't blend into the background too badly.

Riverswell University; Sanctuary and Learning Center for Demi-Gods and Hybrids

The feeling of ice, of distress, of dread wouldn’t leave, wouldn’t be shaked. The wrongness of it was causing a flare of protectiveness a mile long in Alena, as even when Devi and Hayley were talking she kept glancing up and scanning their surroundings every few moments. Her head tilted to the side hearing the trail end of Hayley’s words and the redhead focused on her once more, seeing how she looked down at the frilly dress. She seemed so unsure. Maybe she could help with that.

“I am Alena, and this is my roommate Devi, it is our pleasure to meet you Hayley. I am sorry – I do not know the answer, my sister might if you need the information quickly? I can call her. She is apparently very popular in this country with the modeling.” Another head tilt, this time the opposite way as she examined Hayley. “Though, I would say you do not need make up. You are very pretty on your own.” Alena flashed the other girl a reassuring smile, almost radiating sincerity. Luckily not literally, considering who she was talking to.

“If you want to go find your friend though, perhaps we can escort you, yes? It is not a night to be alone.” Perhaps she was being a bit silly, considering where she was. There was no doubt due to just being in the dormitories that Hayley was at least supernatural, if not a demigoddess herself. Alena made sure Hayley wasn’t looking before casting a grateful look to Devi. She could only hope it conveyed her apologies for delaying them, and thankfulness for going along with it. Besides, going as a group could be fun. And less worrying.

Riverswell University; Sanctuary and Learning Center for Demi-Gods and Hybrids

“How did I let Kenzie convince me to do this?”

The same thought repeated itself as a slow and languid pulse in Alena’s mind for most of the afternoon, more with each passing minute getting closer to the night. A curling tendril of nerves had settled in the pit of her stomach since early that morning and seemed to be reaching its peak as the demigod dressed in the odd clothes. Well, perhaps not odd – just odd for her. Whenever Alena thought of going to formal events like this it was always in dresses, which made her shy away. She was proud of her accomplishments, but that didn’t eliminate self-consciousness. Dresses looked off on her, not revealing the elegance of a delicate woman but the packed muscle of an athlete, a woman that could likely bench press someone easier than dancing with them. Heels heels only made it worse on top of that, striking her as more intimidating to the opposite sex in most cases. She was past the stinging barbs of teenagers but the shadow still hung over her, which is why Alena was still a little stunned that she was dressing up for tonight. Her half-sister was actually the one who had convinced her to try something new.

“What’s the worst that could happen?” Kenzie’s voice was cheerful and a bit forceful that day, having called to check how the younger of the two daughters of Aphrodite was settling into Riverswell, and America in general. “I’ll even pay to have it tailored – don’t argue with me on this, Alena. You can’t really say I don’t know fashion, can you?” No, she could not. There were things the sisters disagreed on but being good at what they did was not one of them. Alena was strong. Kenzie was beautiful. When a model told you to try a new style, you tend to do it.

That’s how Alena ended up outside of her comfort zone for this event, feeling a little suffocated even with the top three buttons of the tailored white shirt undone. ’Don’t wear a tie, leave it open. She followed the instructions exactly, buttoning up the smooth fabric of the dark vest but not the shirt completely. Her slacks were pressed and perfectly creased, her watch gleaming and shoes polished. A suit. The tailoring helped hug it to her curves, and her more self-conscious aspects were hidden, but it was still odd to her. Kenzie was right though, she ... didn’t look half bad.

Fashion choices weren’t the only thing on her mind though. The last week had been stressful, and not just for the obvious reason. That was to be expected considering she was in new home, a new country, with other people just like her. Well, not exactly like her of course. Alena hadn’t gotten to know anyone like she had Ebbo and Devi that one night when they first met, but that was fine. There was still more time, plus she had her hands full with just them. Unfortunate phrasing, considering the latter appeared to be a nudist, not caring which of her roommates saw – and considering she was across the hall it was usually her.

Alright, that wasn’t fair. Devi just ... wasn’t used to a society that was strict with clothes?

That didn’t sound any better. Of course, she still wasn’t used to her roommate being so free with other aspects as well, such as not knocking. This was clearly demonstrated when Alena, sitting on her bed with her back to the door, jerked her hands up from tying her shoe and managed to smack herself in the chin on hearing Devi’s voice. Ow.

“The ball? No, no, it is not a game – well, maybe to some. It was the dance mentioned in the welcome papers. Ball is fancy word for dance – I do not understand either.” The redhead took a moment to rub where she had hit herself before stooping back down to finish tying the shiny black shoes. Wasn’t there something she was supposed to ask Devi when she came in? Oh well. At least she didn’t walk in a few moments before, when she was changing. Speaking of which, “No one told you that is tonight? If you want to go you should start getting reaaaaAA-” The words hitched in a high pitched tone before dying an ignoble death in Alena’s throat as she finally stood from her bed and turned to look at Devi. That’s right, she had to ask her if she was actually clothed this time. While Alena was now presentable in her slacks and vest, her roommate was ... not. Not wearing anything. Except a towel. That was only around her waist. Why always this?!

“Devi,” Alena managed to choke out the shorter woman’s name, in her flustered state almost able to taste the sweetness rolling off her tongue as every syllable dripped with that certain allure that marked Alena’s heritage. Unable to turn it off in any form yet her heightened emotions set the ability into overdrive before the Russian ripped her gaze away from Devi’s assets, spinning on her heel to face the wall. This was not the first time this had happened, not even the second and it had only been a week! It still startled her just like the first, though at least now she knew that the area Devi was raised in seemed to lack modesty. Alena, however, very much had it. What she did not have was a very good reaction to things like this.

“You – you cannot go to a dance like that!”

Riverswell University; Sanctuary and Learning Center for Demi-Gods and Hybrids

LEEEEEET'S DO THE TIME WARP AGAIN!

Riverswell University; Sanctuary and Learning Center for Demi-Gods and Hybrids

Since it's been two days since someone posted I went ahead and made another with my super extra character. Plus Alfhedil bullied me into doing it.

Riverswell University; Sanctuary and Learning Center for Demi-Gods and Hybrids

Well, getting to know each other was going well. Nothing established camaraderie like the burn of a good vodka, though it looked like it would only be the one – a good thing, Alena really didn’t bring a large bottle. Once again she kicked herself mentally for not reading the information given to her closer. Either way while her and Ebbo looked barely worse for wear, Devi was already getting the flush of, well, a lightweight. Mentally the redhead hid her wince. Maybe alcohol wasn’t a very good welcoming gift. Right then, only the one.

It was still a little rattling to look upon Devi, but Alena tried to focus and keep eye contact. Coming from a home that was often covered in ice and snow it was only in certain places outside peoples’ homes they were dressed with such little cloth. Then again, she supposed this was her home now. All of their home. She’d have to get used to it the different culture shocks. Maybe it was those thoughts distracting her that made Alena just nod along listening to Devi’s hobbies, but more than likely the resulting grin and oblivious response were just natural.

“I have never owned plants.”

Whoosh.

Alena tilted her head to look to Ebbo as he began to speak, leaning back against the counter. She nodded along hearing his hobbies, and jumped slightly at the sudden exclamation only to laugh. It quickly turned nervous and once again she lifted her hand to rub at the back of her neck.

“Well, Odin explains the shot glasses. But, ah, I would be glad to have someone to work out with, but my lineage – at least from my mother – provides little extra to that. I am one of Aphrodite’s daughters.” A sheepish, helpless smile adorned her lips as the redhead gestured down at herself. “I am aware, not what you expect. I met one of her other daughter’s – ah, my half sister I suppose – and she is very beautiful. A model in America, if you can believe!” An awkward cough, and clearing of her throat.

“But yes! Perhaps you could show me some of your games, and your plants, but I am afraid aside I am a little boring. My hobby you could probably guess,” The demigod paused here, her gaze darting between Devi and Ebbo. Slowly a plan formed, and she pushed off from the counter. With confident strides Alena moved to the couch, but rather than sit she kneeled down behind it with one hand at the bottom and the other resting on top. “But I am very, very good at it.” With a reassuring glance thrown Devi’s way Alena’s muscles tensed and the couch lurched. The redhead took a moment to make sure her grip was secure before with a short grunt she rose to her feet, lifting the entire piece of furniture and woman all.

Honestly, not that heavy with how often she lifted, but definitely more awkward to balance.

Using her shoulder as a ledge to help with said balance Alena did a pivot spin on the spot, flashing Ebbo a grin full of confidence and even a bit smug. Not wanting to test how lucky her feet were however as soon as the maneuver was done she was once more kneeling, easing it down with the smallest of thumps. Although she rose to her feet once more she didn’t move from behind the couch, instead leaning against it with folded arms she threw that same gleeful expression to her male roommate.

“So yes, I can help with workouts.” The radiant grin faltered here, and once more Alena’s hand found the familiar perch that had the pads of her fingers rubbing against her neck. “I... may cheat a little though. I do not know if my mother’s blood has made that any easier – I have always been strong.” A shrug, trying to play that part off, and she glanced to Devi to make sure she wasn’t dizzy, realizing with a start that the other woman was a little tipsy and that probably wasn’t the smartest thing to do. Stupid.

“Ah, I am sorry! I should have asked.”

Riverswell University; Sanctuary and Learning Center for Demi-Gods and Hybrids

I always worry. I'm worrying right now.

Though I've actually been holding off on posting so that this doesn't just become Room 417: The RP. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Riverswell University; Sanctuary and Learning Center for Demi-Gods and Hybrids

Sorry about the double post, but where everyone at? D: Should we ping Avan to see if he's still interested?

The Island

I'm really sorry, but I'm going to have to drop. :c I just wanted to let you know so you weren't waiting on me. Sorry again, but I hope it goes well!

Riverswell University; Sanctuary and Learning Center for Demi-Gods and Hybrids

Hello friends I come bearing a gift! It's room layouts!



I even got the Hopeless Swan™ Seal of Approval.