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.]

Comments

[noras-boy.livejournal.com]

I don't think since any of this has happened we've been at our best.

[He nods at you Cid.]

I'm willing to forget what happened. I think it'll turn out better if I forget it. Especially as you're my instructor now. [And on that note...]

I'm liking the class so far.

[focusedfate.livejournal.com]

[Cid nods in understanding and agreement. To forget it all--what a dream that would be!

At his next comment, though, Hope gets rewarded with a genuine moment of surprise. Brief it might be, but it's there. When it disappears, Cid smiles.]

I hope you continue to like it then. I've rather enjoyed putting my skills to other uses and passing on what I've learned over the years to others. [He chuckles softly and gestures at one of the textbooks on the table.] Even if I must stay within the bounds of a book while doing so.

[noras-boy.livejournal.com]

Well... I did some of the extra reading on the course list.

[He smiles.]

It's interesting to know how it works... Maybe... [Hope shakes his head, dismissing the thought.]

I'd better get to my next class. My Sociology instructor is nice, but not really forgiving with the tardiness.

[focusedfate.livejournal.com]

[Maybe... ?

Cid's admittedly a bit curious about what Hope was going to say, but he doesn't push the point.]

Of course. I have my own class to teach as well. [He dips his head in farewell.] Until next time, Hope.