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 Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2016 4:50 pm
Aphrodite's dorm was terrifying in a way. It was filled with people, who by the world's standards, would be considered deadly beauties. The kind that like...people killed to have. The kind, that like in all the greek myths, which he had been reading to learn about his little goddess, they wrote sonnets for. Guy, Girl, Agender. You couldn't tell.
He was feeling a little bit out of touch with his dorm, but only because he had never been in such a group before, and because it seemed almost hilarious how he went from high school being bullied, to actually being stopped and complimented on a choice of colors he wore, or an outfit he chose.
Made him wonder if maybe the gods all chose really pretty talented people. He shuffled the bunny sack up, adjusting his sketch pad and took to exploring the rest of the campus. They had said it was technically in Maine.
He was deep in thought about all these gods and magic and wasn't paying attention to where he was going. the loud smack of him hitting a firmer taller frame then his own had him jumping back and scowling.
"Hey!"
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2016 5:48 pm
Lincoln was exploring.
In work and in life, he always thought it best to get the layout of the area, learn his surroundings; and while he did not have a photographic memory or anything of the sort, Lincoln had a knack for directions and tracking that had proven extremely helpful in his line of work.
He was outside now, away from the Ares Dormitory in which he was still getting acquainted with. Lincoln was dressed casually, in a pair of sweatpants and a dark gray teeshirt, all of his clothes neutral in color purposefully (and because he had never particularly liked anything bright anyway), his hair pulled back, tied against the back of his neck.
There were people out, which he set to observe when he had the chance - but Lincoln's attention was drawn to the side, gaze narrowing at a cluster of people gathered at the entrance to a building. Preoccupied by this, he did not, to his own annoyance, pay enough attention to his surroundings and collided with someone a great deal smaller than him.
A hand shot out instinctively, gripping the young man's shoulder to steady him.
"Are you all right?" Lincoln asked quietly, gaze flickering up and down his youthful face, a slight frown on his own.
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2016 5:58 pm
Eden was going to have a complex with this place, he could already tell. The fact he felt, and was pretty sure he might be the youngest, as well as bordering on a bit smaller frame then these warriors was making the young man already doubt why he was here.
"Yeah dude, I'm fine." He shrugged off the hand, and looked the man up and down. He had a good frame. Muscular and toned, plus the hairstyle he was rocking really jutted out some of the angular planes of his face. He wasn't by any means like...Aphrodite worthy, but it was definitely something gods probably looked for.
The worst of it all though was the casual outfit. Even in casual clothes, Eden was decorated from head to toe in bright almost blinding colors and patches. His clothes were looser but it would be hard to tell that he was male or female thanks to his face being youthful still.
He made a 'Tch' sound and then glared.
"Just because it's a school, doesn't mean you should roll out in the clothes you wear to bed dude."
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2016 10:46 am
The clothes were in sharp contrast to his own - neon against Lincoln's neutral - but this was not what had caught his attention. The kid could not have been older than sixteen or seventeen, Lincoln surmised as he took in his appearance, his expression bordering irritated, though his actual feelings did not reach this far. And, for that matter, now that they had spoken and he could get a better look - the slender build and face were almost androgynous in nature, making Lincoln somewhat less certain that they were male.
Lincoln let his hand drop, eyes narrowed slightly, looking for any sort of markers or indications that could help with deciphering this. Learning to read people and situations had been part of his career as a bounty hunter, after all; he needed to be able to distinguish certain features and characteristics.
And something about this person spoke of "male," though Lincoln couldn't have said definitively.
"I don't," he said, clearly not one for over talking. He took a step back and folded his arms across his chest, noting the glare and mostly dismissing it. No stranger to disgusted or angry looks, it did little to faze him, as did the clear dislike emanating from the youth.
"What's your name?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2016 9:51 pm
Lincoln would hit it right on the nose about Eden's age. As his face changed to Irritated, so did Eden's, masking his own inability to keep his emotions in check. So far, joining the school had ended up in him still being the youngest member so far and there was a deep hope it was just because he had much more potential.
"You didn't? That outfit says different." He scoffed, hardly believing something so drab was something the man wore everyday.
"Eden." Even the name was ambigous, and he tilted his head. "Chose of Aphrodite. Said I got some serious skills for her or something." he puffed his chest a little proudly.
"And you?"
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