Meeting a Roomate [Private, Kaeru]

[ Kaeru ]

Isaac practically flopped onto the bed on the right, allowing his bag to fall out of his hands and onto the floor. Never again would he try getting through a tour with Lockwood. He'd rather have Jay and his occasional sadistic talks than near constant theatrics. Ohhh boy, he silently regretted choosing theater, but it was required. What he regretted more was landing back first on something in the student lounge trying to get to his dorm. He considered skipping classes to recover, or if classes would start sooner or later. But for right now, he was wondering who was the other person in here. Someone had clearly already moved the other bed near the window, so there had to be someone else. He shrugged calmly, allowing himself to lay on top of it lazily. Maybe he'll look around town later, try and get a feel for the place.

Maybe. Maybe he'll just nap until noon, then wander on his own, maybe go explore the garden. For now, though, he was content with this, with the odd quiet of the dorm, without the noise of the other students. Dawn began to glow through the window, which raised to question of where the other student was. Maybe they had an earlier class? No, that'd be plain silly. Maybe they were taking a walk? That seemed more likely, considered how nice it was out there today.

    Today, Yokasf found out that no one likes Luinsdna'sdidmpf with tomatoes.

    He didn't realize that his snacks were... disgustingly repugnant to everyone else in the cafeteria, or the matter the fact, incomprehensible. Yokasf also found out that no one likes tomatoes either, but honestly, he didn't like them either. At least no one tried to attack him this time, there were still sores from being frozen in ice all day. Decided that he'll bring a more normal snack next time, like Uithposhjodle or Gals'sgoap'plq, maybe with mayonnaise.

    Yokasf pondered his options for his future meal as he slid on the ceiling of the hallway that was leading towards his dorm, and not in a discrete method either, as there was a trail of unusual fluid that really can't be named. Of course, Yokasf didn't think that this method of travel was problematic since he seen snails move in a very similar way, and made his own conclusion that this was normal. Too bad his fellow classmates are still screaming as they passed him.

    Yokasf fell off the ceiling, somehow standing when he reached his dorm room. He breathed in his non-existent nostrils as he reached for the knob. When he clasped the knob with his hand, and gently turned it to the side, Yokasf froze. The door wasn't locked. Yokasf was sure of himself that he locked the door, he know he did. Abominations like him don't forget. He began shaking with was most people come to know as the most annoyingly common phenomena as anxiety, or what whatever Yokasf is feeling right now. The knob shook with his hand like a rattle as he racked his mind for how this could've happened. His old roommate drilled the importance of keeping a door locked into him, and made a habit to lock any personal door before leaving, yet this door was defying his expectations. It could either mean three things. One, the lock is broken, which is possible if Yokasf didn't replaced the door earlier last week. Two, he left the key in the socket, which couldn't happen since he has the key in his left(?) pocket. Three...

    With his last option, his excitement went into overload as he made a horrendous sound of delight while he accidentally ripped the door off the sockets.

Isaac practically leaped to his feet, grabbing his bag. He seemed startled at the sound of the door practically being ripped off of its hinges, as he tried to find the container of water in his bag. His breath came unevenly, almost panicked as he spoke, "What the hell?!" Once he saw who had ripped the door away, his panic still didn't recede. "Who are you?" He didn't know this person, but they sure as hell weren't human. In fact, they were a monster, more so than himself! If they weren't hostile, he wouldn't attack them and then try to find a teacher. If they were... the school might be down a student or two.

        Yokasf, when realizing he ripped the door off his dorm room the second time this month, quickly calmed himself down and took a few deep breaths, revealing his non-descriptive mouth. He gently placed the door on its side, right on the door frame. The tendrils that popped out from his sudden excitement slid back into Yokasf's body, making a 'sluuuuuuuuuuuurp' like sound.
         
    In an attempt to quickly reassure his new roommate that despite his hostile-like actions, scrambled his hands inside his body, under his clothes, and pulled out a decently-sized notebook along side a small pen. Swiftly, he wrote a single statement and presented it to the person in front of him. In a sketchy handwriting, Yokasf wrote, "Friend, Friend, Friend, Safe."

Isaac tilted his head, hand resting on the container. "That still doesn't exactly answer who you are." He was still unnerved by all this. Some of the other students, besides their powers, seemed perfectly normal. He never encountered someone like this. He remained on guard, studying the other person fairly calmly. After all, it'd be a bad idea to get freaked out now of all times. He shifted a bit, fixated on the other in curiosity. Who-, or what-, ever this person was would need to be answered quickly for him to determine if he should fight or relax.