Post by Iriel Devano on Aug 18, 2014 11:59:54 GMT -6
Crowds came in waves like an hyperactive ocean, while others came in as tiny packs. In fact, one could almost compare them to nely hatched guineas that were hunting for their first meal. Whe one of the tiny group would move then the rest would follow, moving as one unit. It seemed very robotic and mindless movements to the small blond who stood at one exhibit, alone. To be honest, he wouldn't be here if he didn't have too. He had to come up with answers for questions he knew would becoming along the moment he went to class the next day. With being a freshmen he was certainly doomed to answer two questions he didn't give a rats ass about. The frist of which being, "What Hero do you aspire to be like." And the second, "What does it mean to be a Hero?". Iriel had answers for those particular questions all ready but knew they would fly very well in class. He doubted his professors would have a ken sense of humor is he replied, "The Hero that doesn't get his head blow. Off." Followed by, "Saving kittens, balloons, small insignificant children, and being a polite ninny." Yep, that would probably get him kicked out of class for the day even though he had better answers then that. But, he had to get through school one way or another if he wanted to do what he wanted. Hence why he was here, he needed to find some lame ass Hero that wasn't so lame to answer the question. But so far his pickings had been rather slim. Mr. Speedo to his left looked like Aquaman who couldn't swim and probably spoke bubbles---or smoked it. To his right was what he liked to call, Mrs. Too-Damn-Cheery, wasn't going to work for him at all. She had that motherly face that just made you wanna lose your lunch. The. Before him down the hall was Mr. Decapatation himself, Eric Evers. Maybe he be cliche like everyone else and just say he wanted to be like him. Decaptated and impaled on your local everyday electronic billboard. Heh, he would be the hottest and crispest Hero yet. On that note, maybe that could be a bad idea but it was still an interesting thought. Shaking his blond head in distaste, Iriel moved up to stand before Ever's display with the least bit of interest. He read the little bit of info on him here and there before growing bored. "I think I'll just stick to my answers pryer to this..." he said to himself softly while shoving his pants into the pockets of his pants. He had almost wore a skirt today but thought better of it. Today was a pants day and not so much a mini skirt. |
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