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[adharma.livejournal.com]

[ There were things Mukuro hadn't done in a long while. One, go to classes. Two, be enrolled in school. Three, be somewhere completely new where no one had any idea who he was. One of these three was definitely more thrilling than the other two.

While he had read the letter (hilarious), he hadn't even opened the course catalog. Instead he'd just tossed it behind him as he made his way through the lobby. Oops, he had dropped it and so forth. They were all very concerned about playing nice here, it seemed.

And that was definitely amusing. He really couldn't help laughing a little. What a stupid situation to find himself in again. ]



<(( ooc: awwww yeah slow at intro-ing. Botherrrr meee ))

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[heliokleptic.livejournal.com]

[It had been a week since he'd arrived at the Gardens, and Luke's considerable attempts to be attentive during classes had gotten him at least a little better at basic English. He was still pretty sure he was doing horribly in all of the classes that didn't involve physical stuff, though.

He GUESSED that from the number of red marks on a paper he's just received back. He had figured out around the third day that red marks were bad.

So he was feeling a bit despondent, and was halfway down the hall before he recognized a particular hairstyle up ahead.

And blinked. And looked at it again, and then suddenly pushed past other students to see if it could really no way it couldn't be how could it be--]

Mukuro??

[adharma.livejournal.com]

[ Mukuro was making a mental list of annoyances (also things he hadn't expected, though this list was considerably shorter). So far he had time compression, people, classes, other students, world traveling and teachers on his annoyance list. And now he had Luke fon Fabre on his unexpected list.

He stopped walking, looked over his shoulder to confirm that yes, indeed, it was Luke. ... And then kept walking. ]

[heliokleptic.livejournal.com]

Wha...wait!

[Luke stumbled, a little taken aback by Mukuro just walking away. That probably... meant it wasn't his Mukuro. Just some other messed up guy, probably bent on killing a lot of people...

But he had to be sure. And even if it was a completely different one, Luke couldn't just leave him alone. That wasn't safe for anyone.]

Hang on! Mukuro!

[so he chased after him, grabbing him by the shoulder when he catches up]

[adharma.livejournal.com]

[ . . . well, that was certainly Luke. Mukuro didn't bother slowing down because he didn't see any reason to make it easier on Luke. (He was putting Luke down on the annoyance list, as well). ]

Can I help you?

[ He asked, in Japanese. That was another annoying thing, language. Not that it was a huge inconvenience to him, but there was still something irritating about it. ]

[heliokleptic.livejournal.com]

[Luke's language is probably not anything Mukuro has heard before. It's pleasantly musical, though the translator spits out his words in English a beat later.

Not that Mukuro would need to understand Luke's language or English to follow what he's saying. Because it really is just. Luke.

For his part, Luke definitely doesn't understand what Mukuro is saying. And he notices the other isn't wearing his translator either. Why did he have to make everything hard?]

H-Hang on!

[Since Mukuro was being a dick (typical!) and not slowing down, Luke keeps pace with him instead]

Jeez, it's not like you care about getting to class. Why aren't you wearing your translator?

[adharma.livejournal.com]

[ Mukuro tilted his head to the side and then gave Luke a very nice smile. It was the kind of polite smile that he'd gotten very good at giving over the years. And then replied, in rather good English: ]

I'm sorry, my English isn't so great yet. Could you repeat the question? Maybe slower?

[heliokleptic.livejournal.com]

I...

[What had he just said? Something about his English being great. Or he thought that was what he said. He was a little too flustered from running to Mukuro to focus on translations very well.]

Look, I can't really understand you. But I'm Luke. [He points at himself, to make sure he is being completely clear] And we have to talk.

[adharma.livejournal.com]

Hello, Luke.

[ Mukuro had to laugh. It was hard not to. Luke was so very confused and not very good at this language thing, it seemed. ]

[heliokleptic.livejournal.com]

Hi, Mukuro.

[Luke responds in english too, but does not manage to appear cheerful as he says it, indeed, he seems kind of disappointed. But it sounded... so familiar... he had to be sure]

Do you really not remember me?

[adharma.livejournal.com]

What's the proper answer to that, I wonder? I could easily say either and it wasn't like you'd understand me.

[ Mukuro couldn't quite decide on how obnoxious he felt like being. He was mildly annoyed, yes, but also somewhat subdued. It would also be somewhat advantageous to know someone here. ]

[werepanther]

[Werecat ahoy! Tom's too lazy to change forms, so he picks up Mukuro's letter and waves it as he tries to flag the new guy. Jeez! These Cadets're getting more absent-minded by the day.]

Hey! You left this behind.

[adharma.livejournal.com]

[ He turned -- and wasn't really expecting to see . . . well. That. A blink, and then he smiled a little. ]

Sorry, it just slipped out of my hand. Thanks.

[ Mukuro didn't reach out to take the papers back, though. ]

[werepanther]

Don't you want to take it? [he laughs, offering it again. Yep, he's inadvertently baring his fangs too. ONE OF THESE DAYS, Tom'll learn how to smile without looking like he'll eat someone.]

[adharma.livejournal.com]

[ He laughed a little, and wondered if it sounded nervous. It was supposed to, but he had just spent three or so years doing whatever the hell he pleased and ... well, he could be out of practice. ]

You're . . . a bit dangerous looking.

[werepanther]

Really? [He sheepishly rubs the back of his neck] Sorry, man. I keep forgetting you guys're gonna be from different worlds.

... So. Need me to give you the speech?

[adharma.livejournal.com]

Ah, it's okay. You could call me . . . unprepared in general. [ That was sort of his sentiment, anyway. ] The speech would be great, thank you.

[werepanther]

[Welp, Tom's not the best person to explain. He laughs, staring at the sheet.] Well, uh... if you insist.

Short version is, you're stuck here. The Time Compression brought you here randomly and it's gonna take you home randomly. Better people than you've tried to leave and they failed.

You can leave campus if you want, but I've no effing idea why you would. Room and board's free here. Class sucks sometimes, but it's usually worth it. Garden's the only place that'll take on off-worlders like us.

[adharma.livejournal.com]

Is class mandatory?

[ Might as well get that one out of the way. The other sort of thing he'd heard before, trapped, can't leave, so forth and so on. Really. ]

[werepanther]

Well, yeah, if you're planning to be a student. [eyebrow raise] Unless you're taking the shelter option?

[adharma.livejournal.com]

. . . I suppose student is the better option.

/bother bother bother bother bother bother

[pyromatics.livejournal.com]

[Zuko's actually walking several feet behind Mukuro when the other cadet casually just tosses his catalog over a shoulder. It's with lightning fast reflexes that he ends up releasing a small blast of fire at the booklet from a hand that he throws out in front of him, instinct mostly with the way the course book comes flying at him out of nowhere.]

Hey! [He shouts after Mukuro just as the book falls to the floor, burning; he strides forward to then start stomping on it to put the minuscule fire out, scowling.

What kind of idiot just throws his crap at people like that? Great first impressions, too! Only not.]

:3c

[adharma.livejournal.com]

[ People here. Mukuro felt a bit of exasperation rising but . . . fire? And real fire at that, certainly. When the other cadet called out he turned, and offered a small smile. ]

I'm sorry, my hand slipped.

:3

[pyromatics.livejournal.com]

[Zuko's expression is pretty deadpan as he stares back at the other male, not returning the smile at all.]

Uh. Right.

[adharma.livejournal.com]

I hope it wasn't too much of an inconvenience for you.

[pyromatics.livejournal.com]

If you need to throw something out, use one of the bins. You can't miss them; they're everywhere on this level of Garden.