Soggy Meetings {Leolyn}

[Gisselle Trochez]

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Aw, well shoot! Why'd it have to be pouring rain the day she'd come into the school, huh? Her, along with a couple of other 'newbies' had to sprint to the school, were sopping wet out there in the elements, rain slapping their faces, drenching their clothes, and just making their luggage all the heavier. Gisselle seemed to get the worst of it, though, considering the long length of her hair. It clung to her neck, cheekbones, and dead center into her eyes as her body shuffled along with the other desperate students, the main school building looming up ahead in the nearing distance. She hadn't thought to wear a jacket after getting off of the ferry boat, and she now regretted this as little raindrops cruised down the length of her arms, making her shiver. She didn't like getting wet, to say the least, but it was hard to damper her naturally cheerful attitude. Even during a hurricane like this.

Gisselle was hard to anger, something she'd never quite figured out growing up as a child. Still, though, the rain was certainly annoying but luckily there wasn't any thunder going on or lightning for the moment. The wind was still strong, but thankfully pushing in the direction they all needed to head in anyways. With one heavy camping-looking backpack on her back, and two equally large suitcases flapping around on either side of her hands, the girl had to wait for another student with a free hand to pry the doors open for those who didn't have a hand to spare once they reached the school. Letting everyone else rush in first, she turned towards the gracious stranger who'd stayed behind to hold the door open and flashed him one of her cunning, bright smiles. "Thanks, pal!"

[/b] she practically shouted, before shuffling into the building, lugging in water with her as she dripped on the floor.

The lobby was huge, very open with hallways veering off from all around it like some kind of rotary that one might see on the road. Teachers were in the halls, clutching towels in their arms as they passed them off to the newly arrived students, mumbling apologies of the weather to each one. Just as she started to feel her heart rate go down regretfully, for she loved the adrenaline rush of the run, a blue towel draped around her soaked, pink tanktop covered shoulders and she jumped slightly in surprise. Wasn't expecting that! "Sorry for the weather.." came the apologetic tone from the woman as Gizzy twisted her head around to find the source. And there was an elderly woman with a kind, tired face. She made a shakey hand gesture towards one of the hallways, and opened her mouth to continue. "They're serving some hot chocolate in the Library just down the end of that hall there, deary, if you'd like to dry off." And then, just as the woman started to turn away to greet the next shivering student, she turned back and attempted a warm smile. "Welcome to Shifter Academy."[/b]

Gisselle was about to open her own lips and form some kind of a grateful thanks towards the lady, but she'd already turned her back to occupy herself with some other student. Blinking once and shrugging her covered shoulders, her body leaned towards the direction down the hall the woman had directed to. Hot chocolate? Didn't sound bad at all! Something warm would certainly hit the spot. Soggy wet shoes slapped the creme tiled floors as she dripped on down the hallway, leaving the lobby behind her and the aforementioned Library somewhere down the end. Above, lights were flickering some as the power of the rain increased it's beating along the school and island, relentless in it's rage. Still, she heard no sign of thunder which was a positive thing. Hopefully the storm was almost over.

Her arms gave a weak little shake as they were still hanging onto the heavy luggage, wanting nothing more than to ditch them somewhere. Her back didn't hurt as much, given that the weight was well distributed along her shoulders and such. That, and the warmth that the towel was providing helped to numb any pain that would have been there. It felt as if they'd just taken them out of the dryer, and man did it feel nice! It wasn't long before she was just at the door of the grand library, eagerly throwing her weight against the door to push against the horizontal push-handle to let herself in. Her jaw nearly hit the floor in awe as she saw the immense size of the library -- all six gorgeous floors climbing up on either side. Blue eyes trailed all the way up as high as she could look, chin tilting back as her neck was momentarily exposed. It was amazing, really.

Suddenly realizing why she was there int he first place, her chin snapped back down as she quickly closed her mouth, staying satisfied with a simple smile on her lips. She spotted a few couches and chairs positioned in the middle of the room, and quickly jogged over towards an abandoned sofa before slapping her two heavy suitcases down by the feet of the couch with a grunt, and shrugging the bag off of her back and letting it hit the floor with a thud. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a line of students in front of a little stand, giving out free hot chocolate to the students. "Might as well.." she murred to herself, giving her bottom lip a quick lick over as she sauntered over to the back of the line, making wet footprints along the carpeted floor until she stood behind another student.

Cold fingertips reached up to grasp the towel that had been draped over her shoulders earlier as she gave a little shiver. It's heat was wearing off, and man she hated being cold.
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[Leolyn Starr]

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So maybe there was no end to this hurricane. No end to the relentless thunder and rain. No end to the noise. In all it was starting to really tick him off. There was far too much noise in the dorm room, with the window being right there. Too much noise in the hall. Just too much noise. His sensitive ears were starting to give him headaches.

So he went to the quietest place he could think of, the library. It had six floors, and comfy couches, and books up to wazoo. Surely he could find something to read, or at least pretend to read.


It wasn't a long walk from the dorms to the library, and hardly any of it was outside. Though it almost killed him to walk outside again. The wind and rain just got louder.

He dashed across the lawns and into the building, taking the towel that was offered to him gratefully.

The tall dark haired boy was still all wet, water dropping from his hair, into those sparkling blue eyes, and down his neck. Of course he just had to wear that damned white t-shirt that showed off his abs, it was twice as bad because it was nearly transparent, thanks to the rain.

He ran a quick hand through his hair, shaking it out as he did so, before walking calmly into the library, light blue towel draped around his neck. He expected quiet, and maybe people lightly milling around.

What he didn't expect was the massive amount of people still arriving to the school, and that cause of the hurricane, that they would be serving hot drinks in there. Though it was still a library, so maybe people would still be relatively quiet.

He frowned lightly looking at the line to the hot chocolate and crossed his arms. At this rate, the people were never going to leave and his headache was going to kill him, along with the rain and the wind and the thunder. There was just going to be a lot of Leo death and school hadn't even started.

The tabby shift took a quick glance around as he walked into the line for the hot chocolate, though not paying attention he ran right into the girl in front of him.

He blinked at her a few times, looking her over for a quick second before flashing her his most charming grin, the one that had slain his roommate in several seconds flat.

"Sorry, I was distracted by all the noise." He explained coolly. "Though, running into pretty girls is sort of a perk." He added with a small flirty grin.

"The name is Starr, Leolyn Starr." He said, obviously ripping off James Bond. "But you can call me what ever you'd like." he added after a moment.

He glanced the girl over and pulled the towel off of his shoulders to wrap it around the girl. "You look like you need it more then me." He said helpfully. "This weather is pretty crazy, huh? It's been like this since I showed up, before then even." He explained glancing around the room for windows before realizing that there wasn't any.

"I'm beginning to wonder if the storm will ever end. It better before classes actually start, or there is no way I'm actually going to go to any of them." He threatened towards the ceiling, playfully. "Though, people will start going crazy soon, if the storm doesn't stop. Basic Psychology." He added with a small half shrug.

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[Gisselle Trochez]

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Gisselle crossed her arms over one another as she stood behind some other student in line, who happened to be pretty tall. She gawked at his height a little, tilting her chin back to peer up at the back of his blond head, and guessed he had to be somewhere around six feet. Which was huge, compared to her meager five foot six. The curiosity getting the better of her, Gisselle's calf muscles tensed as tendons pulled to hoist her up on her tippy toes, allowing her to extend her arm around and tap the shoulder that was higher than her head. She only tapped him a couple times before dropping back flat footed, rocking to and fro from her heel to her toes as she watched him slowly turn around. He looked confused at first, looking around with that glazed look in his eye. Of course, he was only looking around his eye level.

"Hey! Down here!" She half giggled, waving a meek hand. Finally, the giant student looked down at her smiling face. Apparently he didn't like at all what he saw, having being bothered, and gave a hot snort before turning back around and moving up in the line. Gisselle pouted as she shifted her hands to her shivering waist. Just what had she done so wrong to offend him? Were all students here at this school jerks? She certainly hoped not. Gizzy was a social creature, and dreaded being alone but there was no way she was going to succumb into being some kind of mean person -just- to fit in. Growing stubborn, the girl mumbled something under her breath as she, too, moved up in line. Fingertips found themselves back up to the slightly damp towel that was soaking up the water from her shoulders and back, though her jeans still clung uncomfortably around her thighs and waist.

Had this been any other situation? She would have hiked the pants off right there, marched herself over to her bags, and find a new pair to put on. But, that would require her leaving the line. And as she turned around to take a peek at her stuff to see if they were alright, she noticed that about four other students had joined in the line as well just behind. So, she'd have to stand there in her uncomfortable jeans and the ridiculously long line of both dry and soaked students until she could get to that hot chocolate. Gisselle was just about to heave a slow sigh until out of nowhere, it seemed, she'd been bumped into and sent staggering a little. Not much, though she did take a few steps back from the light impact. Shocked, and totally confused, she looked around for the source, and spotted some other ridiculously tall other -- who looked bigger than the last one!

"Sorry, I was distracted by all the noise." He stated calmly with a rather delightful grin. It was one of those sorts that people saw on the commercials with happy, paid actors who knew how to make a product seem excellent and the right choice to buy with a stunning smile, no matter how useless the item might be. He looked as though he'd practiced such a smile down to a T, and it showed. Positively thrilled to meet the first friendly face on campus that day, Gisselle flashed her own pearly smile before shaking her head. "Nahh, don't worry about it!" Although, what noise was he referring to, she wondered? Her sense of sight overpowered her hearing, though it was still an acute sense, given her feline shift.

"Though, running into pretty girls is sort of a perk." Ohh, so there was a flirt on the horizon, yeah? Well, two could play that game! Gizzy was no stranger to the art of flirtation, given the girl would flirt up anything that was breathing just for the sake of getting her heart to pump just a little faster. She was an adrenaline junkie, and whereas flirting didn't amount to the feeling she got whenever she went running or did other high tension things, it was a good supplement for those days when she was just too tired to do anything with a high activity rate. And so, as her eyes traced the soggy practically see-through body before her, she pulled a hand up to drag her wet, sadly wavy hair out of her face. Man, she hated getting wet. Especially her hair that took forever to straighten. The black hair willing moved to the side as waterdroplets cruised down her face with it's exit.

"Oh, so it's only sort of a perk?" she laughed slightly and looked towards him with frozen blue eyes. "I don't know where I should be insulted, or driven to turn it all the way up to full perk." came the light jest as she added a quick, light wink for good measure. She stole a glance around him for a moment, trying to gauge how much longer she'd have to stand in line. There appeared to be around ten or so students left, give or take a couple, and everything was moving at far too slow a rate for her. By the time she'd get up there, the towel would be just as drenched as she was, and giving off more of the chilly rain water than offering up the warmth. Already it was turning darker with moisture. She'd nearly forgotten she was in the company of someone else - a rather attractive someone else, and she quickly darted her eyes back over to him.

"The name is Starr, Leolyn Starr." The phrase sounded familiar to the girl, but she couldn't pinpoint just where. "But you can call me what ever you'd like." Oh no, that was one thing he probably shouldn't have said. If there was one thing about Gisselle, it was that she liked to pinpoint nicknames to people. Then, seldom after that would she ever address them by their first name. Unless she was upset or angry or needed their attention quickly for something. "That so, huh?" she mused, clearly entertained by the idea with her bright eyes. "Mi nombre es G-" she stopped herself, shook her head, and retried the sentence. "My name's Gisselle Trochez, buuut Gizzy works just fine too. And I'm sure I'll find you a suitable nickname." She grinned then, remembering the text her brat of a relative Anthony had sent her. Apparently, the Spanish language wasn't so popular around these parts. More so some form of Asian or French seemed to be dominating the campus.

It was discouraging, to say the least. Back at home, and even when she visited her cousin's house, Spanish was the language that they spoke around one another usually. Neither of them looked it, but they did in fact have the hispanic blood running through their veins. Gisselle more so than Anthony. "Sorry, force of habit." came the calm explanation with a little shrug, referring to the language shift. "Didn't mean to jump the border on yah." Even then, speaking English, her tone carried an obvious Spanish flair, the accent not so thick as to hinder the sentence, but still noticeable none the less.

Then, another unexpected motion happened. Those wet arms of his curled around her frame slightly to hook the blanket that he, too, had carried around the towel that was already there. Needless to say, it was comforting, and her face lit up gratefully. "Thanks!"

[/color] And with that, her arms reached up to pull the towel closer to her body, hugging it there to provide what insulation that it could. Maybe all the students in this place weren't such stiffs after all? "This weather is pretty crazy, huh? It's been like this since I showed up, before then even." She rolled her eyes then and groaned, nodding her head in open agreement. "Tell me about it! I positively can not stand getting wet. And... well.." she trailed off, chuckling some as she looked down at herself. It was clear she was a little bit more than just 'wet'.

Suddenly, she looked behind her at some girl who was angrily staring her down, arms crossed and eyes piercing. Whoa there! Just what had she done so wrong? The other student, who looked older, jabbed an impatient finger past her face towards the hot chocolate stand, motioning for her to move up. Gisselle swiveled her head back towards the front of the line, only to see that the ten or so people that had been in front of her before were no longer there, and the staff working the stand had been eagerly trying to flag her down. Oops. Acting on impulse, she turned back towards Leolyn and grabbed his wrist before jogging up towards the stand, enjoying the conversation but also wanting that hot chocolate. Once there, she dropped his arm and flashed him an apologetic smile. "Sorry -- didn't want that angry mob back there to trample you."

Finally, relieved, she accepted the hot chocolate styrofoam cup from the teacher's hand, and sent another apologetic smile for making them wait. The mug was warm, the liquid inside of it pipping hot no doubt. She liked hot things, though, and would have chugged the scalding thing down had it not felt so inviting in her shivering hands. She side stepped out of the line to face Leolyn, who was opening his mouth to speak. "I'm beginning to wonder if the storm will ever end. It better before classes actually start, or there is no way I'm actually going to go to any of them." Gizzy laughed then, and clutched the cup all the more. "I'm with you on that one, bub. As much as I love school and stuff, there's no way I'm going to be showing up looking a hot mess like this every day. There's a reason cats don't like water.."

Then, she heard him mention something about crazy people, and psychology. Her body gave an involuntary shiver to the idea of her going insane. It was more so dangerous for her, than, say... a hummingbird shifter. Her animal was a carnivore, and happily so. And not a small feline either. It could do some potential damage if she didn't watch herself. Besides, Gisselle was wild enough as it was. "Psychology, huh?" she thought for a moment, chewing the idea over. "Is that your major then, smart pants?" she smirked in pure jest.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]
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