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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[one-part-saint.livejournal.com]

Zakari Aetherun. You can call me Zak, though. Nice to meet you. [And it actually seems like it, by the way he tries to smile.]

Yeah, there is that too, the less ruthless bit. You know what you're studying yet?

[noras-boy.livejournal.com]

I'm majoring in Battlefield Medicine. I kind of have a knack for healing magic. But I'm just doing prerequisites right now, getting my sciences out of the way, with my Cadet trainings too.

[Hope accepts that as a smile.]

What're you studying?

[one-part-saint.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure. Leaning towards a double major in something. Maybe double weapons. Maybe something else. I'd try to triple major if they let me but I don't think they'd let me.

[He gives a dry sort of chuckle at that.]

I just...like working with my hands. Taking Engineering as an elective this semester.

[noras-boy.livejournal.com]

Engineering? That's cool. I'm not really good with tools. I got kicked out of my Shop class in fourth grade.

[He gives a little laugh.]

I... I'm not bad at handiwork, but... I'm better at using my head.

[one-part-saint.livejournal.com]

I like doing both. When I can get away with it, you know? We'll see what happens, I guess.

But...healing magic? I thought that was the purview of Sorceresses? Or is that just here? [Because Zak is curious, and that's just the kind of question he'd ask.]

[noras-boy.livejournal.com]

... I'm not a sorceress. My magic... well it comes from this. [Hope lifts the sleeve of his shirt and shows him the large blue brand on his arm.]

My brand.

[one-part-saint.livejournal.com]

[He peers over to take a look at it...personal space? What's that? Zak would probably poke at it, except he remembers, hey. That's a person. Oops.]

Okay, so not like here then. And of course you're no Sorceress, you're a dude.

[He laughs at that, though, even if it's rusty.]

[noras-boy.livejournal.com]

Sorceresses can't be a guy? I didn't know that.

[He laughs too.]

[one-part-saint.livejournal.com]

Not that I ever heard. Not that I ever made a study of Sorceresses at all either, even with all the Time Compression crap. Maybe I ought to.

[Zak laughs at that, too.]

Might be an interesting way to pass time, or a conversation starter at parties.

[noras-boy.livejournal.com]

I'd save it for formal dinners... party conversation starters are more like "Hi, I'm Hope, I like surfing and sandcastle building on the beach"

[Hope laughs.]

[one-part-saint.livejournal.com]

I never have been invited to a formal dinner...I probably wouldn't go. Still, my party conversation starters are probably more like conversation killers.

[Zak waves his hands around for a moment.]

'Hi, I'm Zak, I like blowing things up." That's when the silence starts.

[noras-boy.livejournal.com]

[Now... does Hope admit to the satisfaction he gets when he casts Firaga and there is a huge violent firey explosion?]

You'll like fire magic then. Fire magic makes explosions. If you get good at it? Big ones.

[one-part-saint.livejournal.com]

Ahhh, I'm taking my intro to magic class this quarter too. Hopefully I can do some more important stuff next semester. If I ever figure out what I want to do. I know I'd like one weapons major for sure, but which one...that's a good question.

[Zak chuckles at that.]

But explosions are good. That sounds pretty awesome.

[noras-boy.livejournal.com]

I am too. I think that's one of the classes I don't share with Maria. She's nearly in every class I'm in.

[one-part-saint.livejournal.com]

That's not a bad thing, is it? Maria's okay. Just...kind of obsessed with gunblades.

[As if that wasn't obvious, really, Zak.]

She's pretty harmless beyond that.

[noras-boy.livejournal.com]

I like her okay. She's... just a little overenthusiastic some of the time.

[one-part-saint.livejournal.com]

Some of the time? [He had to laugh at that.]

You're right, she kind of is, but she's been that way for a while.

[noras-boy.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I guess I have to get used to it.

[one-part-saint.livejournal.com]

Just remember, for the most part, she's harmless. Just let her charge in, since I've seen her with her gunblades and that means Maria's probably melee, so...stand behind her, you'll be fine.

I also plan on following my own advice, too. [Not that he's gotten any farther in making decisions on his specializations.]