Cold Shoulder
Jonothon Starsmore furnaceface
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Room 408, Monday Afternoon
Well. Jonothon's first day of classes had been... Educational.

In Science class, he'd been offered a position as a TA, which had caught him off-guard, really. The people gawping at him when he'd spoken in that Religion class was a little more like what he'd been expecting ever since he'd arrived here, though people seemed to rather consistently take his voice in stride right up until that point.

He was trying damn hard not to dwell on any of it too much. He would have to head into town sometime, to see if they had a music store of some sort. And he needed clothing. He could hardly wear the same outfit for the rest of his time here, and laundry was a particular challenge when you didn't have the option of standing around shirtless, anyhow. He'd have to ask Ben what he knew about the places in town where he could get both or either.

For the time being, he'd settle for flopping backward on his bed and staring up at the ceiling.

Ceilings were bloody boring.

[[The door is open if anybody wants to poke at the kind of smelly guy. Will be a shameless linkdrop soon enough, as well. Because I'm just sneaky like that.]]

trigons_child

2009-09-01 04:50 am (UTC) (Link)

"I cannot say for certain I would be successful, for I have never tried to aid someone with your condition," Raven said. "But as I said, I must make the attempt, or offer such." She rose to her feet and reached out to try to lay a gentle hand on Jonothon's shoulder. "Be well, Jonothon," she said. "Whatever your decision, should you ever have need of my assistance, I will be happy to help you."

furnaceface

2009-09-01 05:02 am (UTC) (Link)

Jonothon didn't mean to tense quite so much as he just did, there. He didn't move away from the hand on his shoulder, but he was still in that weird place where he didn't go about getting so close to people without a good reason behind it, just yet.

Relax, Jono. You're not going to accidentally blow anybody up, here.

Very good.

//We'll talk again about this, I'm certain, gel. I am thinking about it. I know the offer's been made.//

trigons_child

2009-09-01 05:09 am (UTC) (Link)

Raven did not let her touch linger when she felt him tense; she withdrew her hand, but gave Jono a small smile. "I will see you in class Monday then, if not sooner," she said.

furnaceface

2009-09-01 05:22 am (UTC) (Link)

//Whichever comes first,// Jonothon agreed, nodding. And then, as an afterthought, //Thanks.//

For one of a multitude of things, perhaps. For the offer. For actually bothering hunting him down for this at all. For not screaming when he'd pulled the wrapping aside like that.

That sort of thing.

trigons_child

2009-09-01 05:29 am (UTC) (Link)

"You are welcome," she said, still with the gentle smile. She couldn't help but try to project a sense of reassurance at him before she turned and left the room.