003 - Hope! [Action]

[noras-boy.livejournal.com]

[Hope is inbetween his morning and afternoon classes. He's got his books in his bag, with a crisp new pad of paper with incredibly neat handwriting just visible where the cover has not fallen over the lined paper in a straight line. Hope is looking up at the sky with his eyes closed.

It had been an interesting thing being back in a school environment. He'd never really thought he'd miss it as much as he did. There were new people to meet, schedules to keep and lots of interesting thing to learn. It had been a rough time recently in his life, he was glad it was starting to resemble something normal, even if it never would be.

Hope pulls out a little laminated card from his pocket and looks down at it. He had Political Science, Sociology and Tactical strategy left to go for that day. He smiles, stands heading towards the cafeteria for a bite to eat.]


[OOC: Open to EVERYONE! Especially his class mates.]

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[gunblade-grrl.livejournal.com]

[Oh hey, it's that kid Maria has a ton of classes with. She shrugs the books she's carrying to one arm so she can offer a smile and a wave as she joins him in the hall to the cafeteria.]

[She's only carrying those books because her backpack is full of more books. Which is kind of alarming considering she has three physical classes on MWF...]

[noras-boy.livejournal.com]

[Hope smiles at the girl. He had noticed her in his classes, but hadn't quite gotten to the name stage yet.]

Hey.

[He offers a wave back looking at all of her books and shaking his head very slightly. This girl was trying to steal the library or something.]

How're you?

[gunblade-grrl.livejournal.com]

Impatient.

[She says that like it's the worst thing in the world, with a scowl.]

Weapons training is driving me nuts! And I just came from PMGF and I just. Can't. Wait to actually get to the Junctioning parts.

[noras-boy.livejournal.com]

[Hope can't help but feel the TINIEST bit smug that he has weapons experience and magic experience in spades.]

Hey, they explained the whole patience thing. I mean... it sucks I know. Especially when you can already do most of the magic they're talking about. But hey. It's interesting to learn about the way you guys do it. Weapons training... well. I guess it's nice to have formal training for me.

[Hope looks at her with a soft smile.]

[brightens]

[ Lunch time, lunch time, oh yeah! Vanille's favorite part of the day, except for maybe when classes are over and she's done with her homework. But not much compares to that break in the middle of classes that usually means the hard ones are over, and the next few aren't so bad. Unlike Hope, Vanille definitely wasn't glad to be back in school, even if some of the classes she was taking were more fun than anything. The learning part, though... Reading and doing homework... That was boring. ]

[ But taking a break and eating? Now that was something she could get behind! ]

[ Speaking of being behind things... She's skipping her way to the cafeteria, when who does she see in front of her? ]

[ Why, Hope, of course. ]

[ Someone she has no qualms running up behind and throwing her arms around. ]

Hope..!

[noras-boy.livejournal.com]

[It happens....

It always happens when you're least expecting it. Sure, you can be munching a sandwich in the cafeteria, looking over your notes quite happily... then it happens.

You're grabbed from behind by a mysterious force, and it scares little boys out of their skins and they let out semi-terrified yells, only to turn and discover it's one of their friends. Then they look embarrasedly up at them, before swallowing their bite and muttering...]

Hi Vanille. You made me jump...

[brightens]

[ Vanille just giggles, feeling a little bad that she'd startled him so much. The other people in the cafeteria had turned to look at them, just as startled by Hope's yelping, but turned back to their food just as quickly. She keeps herself partially draped on him for a moment to deliver a hug before leaning to the side to look him in the face. ]

Sorry about that! Didn't mean to scare you! [ With that, she slides her arms from around him and skips to the other side of the table, pulling out a chair and sitting down. ]

Having a good lunch?

[noras-boy.livejournal.com]

It's okay. I shouldn't be so distracted.

[He shakes his head and smiles at her as she sits down.]

Yeah. The sandwiches here are good. What're you going to have?

[Man, being in the same school as Vanille too. There were just things he was going to like about this place.]

[one-part-saint.livejournal.com]

[Zak is a few chairs down, studying over lunch. It's probably not a class book, unless it was something mentioned as recommended reading on a syllabus someplace. Either way, he's devouring it as precisely as he's devouring his sandwich.]

[noras-boy.livejournal.com]

[Hope notices the other guy from his Politics class. He looks over his notes one more time and closes the pad, shuffling the contents of his bag so it won't get creased as he's putting it away and walks over to the table.]

What're you reading?

[Hope looked down at the other guy. Before everything happened, he wouldn't have gone over to say hi. But hey, he made the choice to say hello, and he's going to stand by it. No regrets.]

[one-part-saint.livejournal.com]

[Zak swallows first. No spraying sandwich across the book. Gross! Oh yeah, this kid. Sorta familiar.]

History of Galbadia. Know your enemy and all that crap, you know?

[totallynotaspaz.livejournal.com]

[Danny is trying to find his way to the cafeteria for lunch, staring intently at a map of the school in his hands while he navigates himself. He really should be watching where he's going, though, because he stumbles into a few people. He offers brief apologies, but before he knows it, he's stumbling into folks again, this time headed for one (1) Hope Estheim.]

[noras-boy.livejournal.com]

[La la la- Oof! Hope stumbles forward a step then turns round.]

Sorry-

[... Kid with map. That immediately means he's trying to find somewhere. Well. I should help.]

You okay?

[totallynotaspaz.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine. Um, sorry about that. It's kinda my first day here, so. [He trails off, figuring that the rest of his thoughts are just implied by that half-statement.]

[granzerospear.livejournal.com]

<sub>[Oh, isn't that...

Well, Cocona isn't sure she caught his name, but she's pretty sure she has a class with him, so she'll just catch up to him... might as well do some introductions now.]</sub>

Hey there! You're... don't we have a class together?

[noras-boy.livejournal.com]

[Hope turned and nodded as she spoke. Her hair colour was definitely the give away.]

Rock Climbing right? Last period Tuesday/Thursday? I'm Hope.

[granzerospear.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that's right. Glad to know it wasn't my imagination, then.

I'm Cocona; nice to meet you!

[austering.livejournal.com]

[Cafeteria, huh? You know what? Even teachers have got to eat. And if there's absolutely one thing Leon can't do, it's deal with people on an empty stomach. Happens every time. And if anyone had ever told Leon that he'd be teaching a bunch of kids how to logically maneuver through battle before now, he'd have told you you were crazy.

Well. Look how things turned out.

However, it's not entirely great when you possibly nearly bowel a student (namely Hope) over leaving the cafeteria, coffee in hands, ready to get back to some extra preparations.]

[noras-boy.livejournal.com]

Gah--!

[Hope narrowly avoids getting the hot beverage spilled on him by ducking out of the way just in the nick of time.]

Sorry- I didn't mean-- ...[Oh by the Fal'Cie. That's my TAC instructor.] Sorry Instructor.

[eidolonracing.livejournal.com]

[Sazh is on his own lunch break when he spots Hope.]

Hey, kid. How are classes going for you?

[noras-boy.livejournal.com]

Sazh! Or... should I be call you Instructor Katzroy?

[Hope teased pushing a chair out from under the table for Sazh to sit on.]

Classes are okay. I'm enjoying them a lot so far.

[eidolonracing.livejournal.com]

Just Sazh is fine.

[Sazh takes a seat in the chair, nodding his head as thanks.]

That's good to hear. I hope none of them have already started to be tough.

after class

[focusedfate.livejournal.com]

[The sounds of the class shuffling out of the room fill his ears as his first afternoon class draws to a close. Cid nods at several of his students as they exit before turning toward his desk.

Back turned away from the rest of the classroom, he organizes his notes and quietly prepares for the arrival of the second class. As he adjusts his papers and texts, Cid notes that he doesn't recall Hope leaving the room yet.

Strange, that. Cid would have thought that the boy'd bolt right after class, considering their last meeting...]

[noras-boy.livejournal.com]

[There was the urge to bolt of course. But no. Hope had decided to apologise to Cid and that is what he was going to do. He took longer to pack up his books and notes and waited for everyone to leave. Especially Maria, after their talk in the cafeteria that morning... this would be MORE awkward with her here.

Hope sighed and put the last of his stuff away, before standing and moving towards Cid's desk. Not quite sure whether he should stick with "Cid" "Raines" or instructor Raines... He decided to stay respectful.]

Instructor Raines? [Hope sounds rather hesitant, yet still oddly determined.]</small?

[focusedfate.livejournal.com]

[Cid turns at the sound of his name. Oh, he knows that voice, knows exactly who will be standing there behind him.]

Yes, Hope? Is there something I can assist you with?

[If nothing else, this seems to be a good start... Well, better than last time at least.]