CLOUD ACADEMY discussion

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the hallways connecting all of the academy, starting from the entrance hall and continuing on.

Thea Adamos

Thea strode through the hallway with her hair pulled in a tight ponytail, struggling to keep her temper under wraps.
It had been the female's first week attending the academy and honestly? She couldn't have been more irritated.
She had finally (somewhat) gotten over her sheer rage and disbelief at her parents and everyone in this strange school enough to agree to actually try so that her parents would finally give her things back. Low and behold, she found half of her contacts gone from her phone so that she couldn't "coerce" others into helping her get back home, but at least it felt sort of normal to attend school again.
However, on top of that, she had to find out it was a hardcore spy organization after the agreement with her parents, leaving her looking like a complete idiot when she walked into a combat classroom for her first period and asked the teacher why there were so many sharp things around. What the actual f*ck?
See, Thea considered herself a quite chill person... when it comes to the lives of other people.
Definitely not concerning her own.
She absolutely hated not having control over her life. It made her stomach ache and her skin prickle and honestly it was just generally her least favorite sensation so you could probably imagine how the last couple of weeks had affected her.
She supposed it wasn't all bad.
At least she would probably survive long enough to figure out how to hack into her parents' computers and give herself 5 thousand dollars; it was basically the only thing keeping her sane at the moment.

Caledonia Hayden

((I’m gonna say this is a day after she and crest interacted))

Caledonia did everything she could to try and keep herself from shaking as she literally slammed the door closed to her father’s combat classroom before she started to just storm down the hallway. Every single interaction with him make her feel like vomiting or slapping someone, and it took all she had not to strike his stupid face and get herself, what, killed? Who knew.
Her dark brows were pinched in rage, one her usual look, and most people who knew her swerved aside in the hallway because they saw she was in the mood where she’d shove someone if they didn’t get the hell out of her way. Her dark hair was shoved into a messy low bun, while while the rest of it, loose strands, hung around her face as she occasionally accidentally injected a strand of two. With a shaking, scarred hand, she pushed them aside, blocking her view of the hall for a few seconds, and two second later she slammed into someone else walking the opposite way as her.
With a yell, Caledonia backed up, head smarting, as she stared at a girl in a ponytail with dark hair who looked irritated. “What the hell?” Caledonia demanded. “Watch where you’re going, idiot,” she snapped, even though it was really, in her mind, both of their faults.

Thea Adamos

Thea was just beginning to shake herself free from her infuriated walk through memory lane, pulling her high-ponytail tighter and smoothing it down, just to slam into a dark-haired teen with an angry expression and brunette bangs swinging from the collision.
She was about to politely apologize and continue on her way, but she was stopped in her tracks by her harsh words.
Her slightly embarrassed expression dropped in favor of a judgmental one as she took a step back and glared. "Who pissed in your coffee? It was an accident, chill."
She adjusted the books in her arms that she just managed to not drop as she spoke, her tone cold as she got ready for an argument. Usually she would at least try to calm down the situation but today was not the day and she was not the person.
She was itching for someone to yell at anyways so she was ready.

Caledonia Hayden

Caledonia watched as the girl dropped her stuff on the floor, and stiffly eyed her as she picked it all up. She knew her mom would have told her to help this girl pick her stuff up; to apologize, but Caledonia wasn’t exactly in the mindset to do either of those. Anger felt better right now. She sneered at the ponytailed girl when she glared at her. “Yeah, an accident, but maybe you should look where you’re going next time. This is a spy school, sweetie, you always have to have your wits about you.” Never mind the fact Caledonia had been part of the issue—she’d tucked her hair back, and then boom, smacked into the girl. So to be fair, they both hadn’t been looking, she figured, but who cared?
But that’s when her blue eyes widened. This girl. She was new this year, right? Somehow, CLOUD had let her in in her seventh year. She still didn’t understand why. Would she even be a good agent if she graduated after one year? But what was more— Caledonia snickered. “You’re the newbie, huh? Yeah, see, I heard some combats teachers talking, did you freaking ask why there were pointy things? In a combat class? Sweetheart,” she stated with a raised brow and lips quirked in a snicker, “this is an academy for spies and agents. I know you’re not Wisteria, but get it together.” She couldn’t actually believe someone would ask such a thing, either, but she’d heard her father complaining about it to a co-worker when she’d walked into his class. And right now the brunette was in a horrible mood, so nice wasn’t on her agenda. Not that it usually was.