ᴀʀᴇɴᴅᴇʟʟᴇ ᴀᴋᴀᴅᴇᴍɪ ᴀᴠ ᴍᴀɢɪ ➸ advanced roleplay discussion

Reign was supposed to be in class but who needed class when he could enjoy the supple silence of the corridor. Sometimes he wished he could be a nocturnal student; go to classes when everyone was in the halls and walk around while everyone was in class. It was lonelier, yeah but it made him enjoy the little things, it made him understand to be inanimate. Sometimes he would sit down on a windowsill and read and out of nowhere a kid would be wandering around looking for an open bathroom, or another would be walking around with a group of their friends, things like that. He liked observing. This particular day, he had been just walking around, fixing his tie before the bell of this class rang, signaling him to go to another one. He couldn’t exactly skip every class. He may have little respect for the schedule but he wasn't too keen on being a brainless hobo someday.

((Uh-oh...))

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((No it's just that Clara's on the prowl XDXD))

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((XD sorry. But seriously, watch out... Clara's evil o.o))

Reign almost flinched at the noise; that voice really did break the silence. Maybe break wasn’t the right word--it was more like shattered it. It almost made Reign a deer in the headlights and it was strange to say but he was almost scared. but reality sunk in and it was only a girl. His body turned around to face her. “Well, its not quiet anymore, is it?” It wasn’t supposed to be a jab or anything but somehow whatever he said never came out right. Just like his tie. He looked down at his tie and then back at the girl, “Great,” He muttered as he fussed with his tie again but got mentally frustrated and let it go. “Lucky you bumping into the only guy who doesn’t know how to tie a tie in this school,”

Her question bore strange to him; he always thought that when someone could accept silence with someone else, it was a good thing. It was healthy. But then again, most of the things he did was what his parent’s had called ‘unhealthy’. He had one friend and that was good enough. He had himself and that was good enough. This whole thing was good enough for him. Or at least that’s what he told himself. Reign was sure somewhere deep down he wanted a little noise in his life but this...this was not how he expected it. He shrugged at her question, “I don’t know, I just do. How can you stand the noise?” Again, it may have come off as a jab but he was honestly asking her the question.

For a millisecond, Reign was sure he had one up-ed her, stumped her. He just stared at her as she processed his question in her mind. He didn’t know when this whole thing became a contest of sorts but he just had that sense of achievement...at least he did until she spoke and proved him wrong. Her words had a sense of truth in them and it stung a little...a lot. Where did he go? No where. She didn’t even know him and she was right. “Maybe I don’t want outer peace. I mean, you can have outer peace all you want but it doesn’t mean shit until you have inner peace and thats being comfortable with the silence you allow yourself...just sayin for argument’s sake.”

Yeah, Reign wasn’t sure when he’d become the next future philosopher but hey, she was the one who brought up the whole subject. And suddenly she was walking closer. Boy did Orion had to be here, he would’ve been proud. Usually girls walked away from Reign--he was the embodiment of boredom apparently. So much for being a lady killer huh? “Are we really talking about noise? We must be some screwed up teenagers,” Right after he said those words, Reign realized that there was a possibility that she may take it the wrong way and there began the verbal vomit. “I-I mean not that youre screwed up, I mean I am, I dont know about you and I just meant….you know what I should probably stop talking,” He said sheepishly. “Who are you anyway?”

This was exactly why Reign never opened his mouth. He always said something wrong. That, and people never waited long enough to him clear up his thoughts. They always left. Except for her. She didn’t leave but she kept talking. There was nothing more frightening than that. It made Reign feel like the kid who got pulled into the principal's office and had to sit quietly while getting told off for something stupid. “Well, technically, your measurement of screwed up is different than mine so…” He started his sentence but he realized he was talking back and to be honest, he was afraid she would storm off on him again so his words kind of just faded as he went on. “Forget it,”

Just the fact that she found all his flaws so easily was amusing and her words brought a smile to his face. It was funny. The things she was saying was funny. The seemingly intimidating girl was actually scolding him for using bad words. Last time he checked, this was high school. In a mix of the sexually frustrated to the stoned out kids, he was getting yelled at because he said a few not-so-clean words. “Freedom of speech. First amendment babe. I have my rights so Imma say however many fucking curse words I want.” Yeah, the word usage was entirely intentional. It wasn’t that he was a curse addict, it was just that although he was the so called ‘quiet’ guy, he also liked to mess with people. “I don't appall people, they just can’t handle how awesome I am,” As she stepped closer, he actually took a step back, keeping his distance. “I feel like anything I say is gonna get me smacked,” He didn’t hate her, not at all, but he couldn’t help but be honest to her.