Nowhere but -->here<-- [/leo]

[Fidel Mantangra]

Fidel shut the laptop, typing out a quick salutation to Leolyn. He hobbled across the floor, reaching to flip on the light switch. He squinted against the light that flooded the large dorm room. It was larger than most, because instead of housing three people, dorm 100 housed a grand total of four/ Zander Alesina, Loki La'more, Jayden Richardson, and him, Fidel Mantagra.

Life could get a bit difficult with so many other boys around. Especially if all those boys were handsome and had sexual preferences almost congruent to his own. Of course he didn't care for two of them in a romantic sort of way. But he feared that perhaps that special one perhaps did. Fidel could be a bit jealous when it came to matters like that, but mostly, besides jealous it would have just made him sad. He couldn't understand why some people would cheat on the ones that they promised their emotions to.

Fidel scanned the floor until his eyes locked onto a little black spider, sitting motionless and exposed. He raised an eyebrow at it. Well now what? What if this really was a shifter who had wandered into his room, or worse, to spy on him? if he were to squish it, would it be the same as committing murder? Would anyone ever even know? Fidel groaned and removed his hat Damn meds, messing with my head.. he brushed the cap along the floor, eventually pushing the little arachnid out under the door and into the hallway. How terrifying it would be to be caught in shifter form and unable to defend yourself! Fidel had had that exact same fear ever since he was caught on his first shift. They had tagged him, but the terrified raccoon tore the tag right out of his ear. Fidel still had a nasty notch missing from his right ear, which he gently fingered before adjusting his hat over his dark curly hair again. His hand then dropped to brush over the swollen knot in his shoulder. That was stupid, and was rewarded with a shock of pain.

The teen grimaced "Dekára!" He hissed. The greek term for 'damn'. A thought occurred to him. Where was Leo? He twisted the shiny door handle and poked his head out into the dimly-lit and very, very empty corridor. The boy shrugged his good shoulder and meandered around the bright dorm until he finally came to his bed. He could sit on it but not lay down. It simply hurt too much.

Truth be told, Fidel was convinced he had everything together in terms of this...this stupid injury. Because of that he hadn't actually asked Leolyn to come over to assist him, no, he wanted to find out more about him. Tony had mentioned something about his roommates Remi and then this boy. He knew a bit about Remi, but what he really wanted to find out was about this guy. He looked quite formidable in his icon, and with the way his words came out on the computer.

Tony was someone that Fidel considered a good friend. Of course not as good as Chirstopher, but.. what the hell? Why was he thinking of that guy anyway? He hadn't seen him for years. His thoughts turned back to Tony. Anyway. Tony was a friend, and Fidel took care of his own, he wanted to make sure he was surrounded by good people. He smiled at the thought. How ironic.

After waht seemed ages, there was a knock at the door. Fidel groaned and eased himself off of the bed "Hoooold on."

–  –– –––  ––––  –––––  ––––  –––  ––  –

Tagg'd. Leolyn Starr
Words. 621  
Notes. Wheeee,
Outfit.HERE.

[Leolyn Starr]

------------------------

------------------------
LEOLYN’LEO’STARR
------------------------

The internet had become his new stalking ground. A new toy for him to play with. Plenty of people on line, for him to watch, to toy with. It seemed that people wanted him to psychoanalyze them, which was weird, but he was more than willing to do it.

He had pretty much nailed Sieffre's problem of not wanting his friends to worry about him, because he didn't want to worry them to the point of not being his friends.

Felicity was much harder to crack, but he managed to do that too.

Of course, then came Zander and Fidel, and someone named Jay. He had met Zander, and the fox boy, was okay in his opinion. Definite issues there, but he hadn't spent enough time around him to figure it out.

All he knew about Fidel was that he had watched too many spy movies and had decided to go outside with a hurricane. Though, Leo had to admit, that outside was starting to sound pretty good, even with the storm raging on and on.

So he decided to find out more about the other boy. So it was a midnight venture to meet someone new.

Leo yawned, and stretched, before shutting down his computer and stalking over to his dresser. He ruffled through his shirts, most of them black or white with no designs, before deciding on a black one and pulling it on.

Now which was more appropriate? Jeans? Or because it was the middle of the night were his pajama pants okay? He decided that he was just going to wear pajama pants, they were more comfortable anyway.

So he grabbed up his favorite pair, they were a maroon color and had black stars all over the place, and they were loose and comfortable. He slid them on before grabbing up a pair of socks, he nearly fell over when a rumble of thunder struck down.

"Goddamn storm." He cursed, shooting a glare at the window, which thankfully had not yet broken."You're bloody lucky you're an inanimate object. Because I would have told you you had issues with your parents and that you don't need to be angry all the time, and take your anger out on others." He added, and was rewarded with an even louder burst of thunder that made him duck and cover his ears. "Fine!"

The five foot eleven and a half inch tall male growled at the storm and grabbed simple tennis shoes, sliding them on and slipping into the hall, locking the door behind him.

He paused for a minute, glancing at the row of dorm rooms."Which room did he say?" He thought about it for a moment before giving up and entering the main hallway and looking at the list of rooms, and who was in them. He glanced over it for Fidel's name, made a mental note of his last name and the room number, and that there were four people sleeping there. It was bad enough to have three, but four may just have killed him.

He chewed on his lip lightly before stalking off trying to find room 100. You would think that the number system was organized, but apparently not in this school, it took him several minutes before he finally found the room and stood there, staring at the door.

He made sure he looked presentable, doing everything he possibly could to waste time.

"What in the world am I doing?" He questioned under his breath before letting out a sigh. He flinched again as another burst of thunder hit him and relaxed a moment later.

"Here goes nothing." And then he knocked, one two three times, and stood there, most charming smile ready to go. And then the door opened, and he flashed that smile of his.

"Sorry that took so long, I had to go to the front desk and find out which dorm you were in, cause I spaced it, and then I got lost." He offered his explanation, apologetically. "How the heck do you sleep with four people? Three is enough to drive me crazy." He added, looking as calm as ever.

------------------------

------------------------

Silly Leo and not knowing people. ♦♦NOTES♦♦
Connnntrastt▼▲TAGS▼▲
clicky♥♥OUTFIT♥♥
701¶WORD COUNT¶
The other people in my house♪♫MUSE MUSIC♪♫
√√COPYRIGHTS√√
Thread template created by Dymetri

[Fidel Mantangra]

Getting off of the bed was almost painful. Well, everything now was painful. Fidel had never realized before how much of a blessing it was to have the function of his arm. Without it a lot of tasks because ridiculously hard, hand when his roommates weren't around to assist him he was pretty much stuck like he was. Speaking of which, where were they? Where was Jayden for that matter? He groaned again, no, he had to stop thinking about that. His inner raccoon was laughing at him Stop being so uptight! he'll appear eventually!

Stumbling to the door he cracked it open to make sure it that the person in the corridor was Leo, or at least someone he knew before letting the door swing open and putting on a shallow smile. It was a kind of habit, a precaution that he had learned to take over his years living at home. He didn't really suppose that Leo might get offended by it. He had to tilt his head up slightly because of the very slight height difference between them.

Fidel wouldn't have any problem in admitting that the young man was handsome, but it wasn't like he was going to fall head-over-heels crushing on him. He didn't crush. With those kind of feelings came a helpless feeling. He hated feeling like that, which is why he hated having this damned injury.

Leolyn began speaking all at once, "Sorry that took so long, I had to go to the front desk and find out which dorm you were in, cause I spaced it, and then I got lost."

Fidel raised an eyebrow, a small grin growing on his face. He tapped the nameplates with his knuckle. "Aaand, you didn't see these?" He snorted playfully and stepped aside to allow Leo in.

"How the heck do you sleep with four people? Three is enough to drive me crazy."

"Eh, it's bearable when you're with people you like." he shrugged and adjusted his arm in the sling. "but it'd be kinda impossible to sleep with them all at once," The guy looked really calm, Fidel wanted to test and see how he'd react to a subtle and inappropriate comment. A key test in learning about someone for the raccoon shifter. Alright. Help me out, wouldjaplease?" He motioned towards his bed with his foot. "I haven't eaten in forever.. theres a little brown box under there, could you grab it? I can get down but I can't get back up." He leaned against the nearest wall, giving a grin, "Sorry, It seems dumb, but I just can't reach.."

– –– ––– –––– ––––– –––– ––– –– –

Tagg'd. Leolyn Starr
Words. 478
Notes. laaaame post D;
Outfit.HERE.