Deacon Alvarez's Story

Eccleston walked around as the night started to fall, he sighed a bit in disappointment… he had wanted to get the lay of the grounds completed, but now that seemed a bit impossible. With a frown he started to walk back the way he had come from, his black eyes ever drifting upwards to the sky. “…I cannot even see my home from this planet… the pollution here is a factor to that, but it is also because of the distance I am from it…” he thought to himself sadly as he stuffed his hands into the pockets of his coat, his hair moved slightly in the breeze as he shifted his eyes back in front of him stepping over a fallen log as he did so. “…that could hurt someone when it turns night… I should move it…” he muttered to himself a soft northern accent in his voice as usual, it sounded somewhat European in origin, he looked around. Spying no one around, and hearing no thoughts, he closed his eyes as he took a deep breath before slowly releasing it and opening his eyes slowly and calmly. He focused his thoughts on the log as it slowly hovered a few inches off the ground came to rest on the grass nearby, not in the path. He let it drop as he made it look like someone moved the log, with a soft grin he headed back on his way whistling the Dr. Who theme song as he went, he soon reached the door and nodded his head in greetings at the albino male and their dog.

Eccleston smiled slightly as he started walking away when the boy spoke to him, “The convention? I believe it is like a comic convention, except about supernatural, I hear they will have a band and panels about various topics of the such. I am interested about their sci-fi one, what about you?” he asked him before he realized he had yet to introduce himself, “Ah I am sorry, I am Eccleston Tennant, I should have said that at the beginning apologies for that.” He said as he looked at the dog, “Quite a loyal dog you have there, what’s his name and your name for that matter?” he asked him in a friendly tone, the northern European accent ever present. "Oh and costumes are welcome I hear, which is why I am dressed as the Ninth Dr. Who, I do not believe it is required though... if you wish I am sure there is someone with a spare costume." he commented

Lore quietly pressed and folded the last set of clothes from her suitcase, nervously picking at the sleeve as she raised it up and slid one of the drawers from her dresser open, setting it down with the others. She stamped her foot lightly, and then closed the same drawer, turning and glancing out her window. The first stars were just beginning to peak through the dusk's light, which, by then, was beginning to slip into darker and darker lighting. The fem's lips turned up in a nervous smile, and she ran her fingers through her slightly curled pink-dyed hair. She had done it in the past three hours, and the curls were beginning to fall into waves, which was what made her the most comfortable.

"So, a convention, huh? Pretty great 'welcome home' to me. I get to cosplay...." She mumbled softly to herself, slipping on her jacket and wrapping her scarf around her neck. She then slipped on the small antlers she always had with her, and then fastened the doe tail onto her figure. One more glance towards the window, and she tentatively smiled. At least I won't need my parasol. It was so hot earlier.... It's pretty good though, I guess. The pink-haired girl thought to herself quietly, turning back and grabbing her bag before resting her hand on the doorknob, turning and pushing out. The girl stepped cautiously outside, looking both ways to make sure that the coast was all clear, and then she skittered down the hallway, descending down the stairs.

Someone yelled out at her, and she turned her head in surprise. She usually never got noticed, but then again, little did she know how noticed she would about to be. In the short time frame she ran forward, her head turned, she barreled straight into a guy with white-silver hair. Lore let out a small yelp as they both began going down a bit, wondering split-second if either one would regain balance or if they actually would fall to the floor.

Illuminous glanced around and saw a girl with pink hair walking around, “Hey! Wanna costume Pinkie Bambi! They are well made and at a reasonable price!~” he called out to her, his British accent in his voice, though only slightly. He needed some customers to make his trip here worthwhile, the fact that the cute red head boy Keith had a bitch of a girlfriend already put a damper on his mood, he shook his head slightly at that memory, “and many of the guys here seem to be taken… such a shame, I don’t go after committed men… or be their boy toy on the side, that is just wrong.” he thought to himself as he saw the pink haired girl collide into an albino boy. He cringed at the sight, but secretly checked the boys out, “cute… I like the dog, the tall dark and mystery one is also nice looking… both are pieces of eye candy that I don’t mind devouring…” he thought to himself with a soft grin. “You okay?” he called out to the girl, wondering if somehow he had caused all this. He looked at his own outfit and frowned, “May need a wardrobe change soon, maybe something in pink… Luckily I brought just the costume and wig.~” he softly whispered to himself.

Night had fallen. Robert was about ready to head out. He checked himself in the mirror one last time to make sure his hair was properly spiked. He was wearing a black t-shirt and jeans. This was his usual look, and he sincerely hoped there wasn't some obscure comic character with that exact costume. He had no plans of getting mistaken as one of the other dweebs who lacked the dignity to show up anywhere in a costume. Satisfied with his look, he headed out.

Along the way, he spotted several other students walking in the same direction, wearing some sort of costume, ranging from lazy to incredibly elaborate. He hated all of them. He spotted the convention building up ahead of him and stopped several feet in front of it, and stood beneath a tree, waiting for his friend. He didn't understand how he could be late. He knew they were supposed to meet here at this time, yet he was no where to be seen.

Meanwhile, Robert spent his time watching the nerds enter the building, judging each one internally. He hardly recognized any of their costumes. Some people wearing suits looking like lawyers or business men. Others had colorful tights and capes, like some sort of superhero. One guy standing in front of the building was wearing a black jacket. Maybe he was some sort of biker? Maybe a government agent? Someone else was wearing antlers. Maybe there was a Deer Girl he didn't know about? There was no way she would actually try to dress up as an animal. It was far too ridiculous. The costumes were all pretty laughable. But then there were the ones that came dressed as werewolves, vampires, ghosts, demons, and various others. These weren't laughable. In fact, they made Robert very angry. The supernatural was a topic that Robert didn't enjoy very much, and would very much enjoy it if nobody ever brought it up around him. It bothered him so much, he had wanted to punch every single one of them, but he held back.

As he waited, he spotted a couple of nerds collide right in front of the building. He laughed his head off (figuratively). As a girl collided into a fellow and tripped over a dog, he couldn't keep himself from guffawing, and he didn't care who heard. Perhaps this night won't be dull after all, even without my help.

Lore groaned quietly, rubbing her head and struggling to get to a sitting position. That's when she felt the dog lick her ear, and she just shrugged it off. She had other things to worry about. "Y-yeah. I'm sorry about that." She coughed out quietly, getting her hands free and setting them against the ground, trying to push herself up. She was successful, however this only landed her in his lap, and she sighed, resting her hands on her sides. She glanced up, looking around, completely oblivious to the fact of their positioning for the moment. A shiver ran down her spine as she realized how many people were actually staring.

"Sorry...." The girl repeated, sucking in a small breath as she winced, once more rubbing her head. "I'm alright, what about you? Sorry you had to take the blunt of that blow." She flashed him a sheepish grin.

(Sorry for utter shortness, but I must leave now! Please have fun guys, okay!? Try not to go SOO super far. Though I'm not saying like you have to hold up the rp. I just don't want like 2 more pages. xD)

Lore groaned quietly once more, letting out a deep sigh, still in his lap before realizing it. A faint pink flushed into her cheeks and she gave him a weak smile. "I, uh... I'm Lore. Yeah, sorry about the- this...." She waved her hand out, motioning to their current predicament. She could feel eyes clawing into her as people stared, and she took his hand, pushing herself up and off of him, stumbling back a bit but catching herself easily. She paused momentarily to glance at the guy who this silver-haired one was talking to before. He looks like... someone... familiar? The pause continued for a few seconds before it clicked. Death note! That's it.

The girl turned, looking at the apparent crowd who had decided to gather. She leaned down, grabbing the boy's hand and practically dragging him up and out of the building - with a bit of trouble, of course. Lore, however, ignored the laughs and chuckles. She was pretty easy around that kind of stuff; seeing as she cried whenever she was alone. But the fem didn't stop there, she continued running with him in tow before slowing down by a small pond, dropping his hand and putting her own on her thighs as she breathed out. "Bloody. I'm sorry about that. But honestly, I don't like people staring at me like that. It's creepy and embarrassing." She looked down, hiding her facial expressions, her gaze instead turned to the fish in the pond.

Eccleston watched as the two collided and tried to help, but he was two slow. Not knowing what to do he knelt down closer to them making sure they were okay. He heard someones thoughts regarding him and turned to see a blond haired male with a yellow and blue eye looking in their direction. He blinked before someone walked by him, distracting him. "Oh pardon me." he told the man as he stepped out of their way. He looked at Deacon and Ramon seeing they were nervous, he also looked at the girl. "Um may I help you two up? I apologize for not stopping the fall." he told them regret in his voice. "I should have reacted sooner than now and for that I apologize." he told them offering them a slight bow.

Lore chuckled quietly. "Mhm, well, I guess now that that's over. Mind telling me your name?" The fem flashed him a small grin, plopping down on the grass, closing her eyes and listening to the crickets and frogs. She paused, opening her eyes and looking back up at him. "By the way, what's your dog's name, and what's he assisting you for?" Done with her second question, she repossessed her smile, her eyes shutting contently once more, holding back her tears like she always did, able to mask it so perfectly; She had had a lot of time and experience to do so.

The pink-haired girl began to untie her sneakers, popping them off and then resting her feet lamely on the grass, enjoying the coolness seeping into her socks. "Oh, and sorry for dragging you away from your little friend/mingling person back there. I got... distracted by something...." Lore added in as a quiet afterthought, her eyes still closed. She leaned back against a tree, her hands supporting her as her legs were laying on the ground straight.

Lore nodded quietly, listening to him intently. "Yeah, no problem. I get the anxiety part, but no worries. Everyone has a problem more or less." She smiled slightly up at him. She then blinked, glancing around herself. "Absolutely. I don't see any problem with walking back without any shoes. Other than someone maybe stealing them while I'm gone." The girl let out a sigh. "That happens to me a lot, but no matter! Let's get going then, shall we?"

Lore pushed herself off of the ground, humming quietly to herself to relieve stress as she stuffed her hands in her pockets and began walking along the damp ground, waiting for Deacon to catch up. "It feels so weird to be back after break, it's stressful here what with all the people around." The pink-haired fem shrugged, picking up her pace a bit.

"Oh, you didn't tell me your name."

Lore chuckled brightly. "I actually did. When I bombed you a couple of minutes ago, remember? But no worries, It's Lore Neasoni. Oh, and my shoes will be fine. Probably." Her head tilted to the side, her hair cascading off her shoulder lightly as she walked alongside him, a smile on her face. She then returned to standing straight, and shrugged. "It'll be fine by any means, not to worry. Hey, well would you look at that, we're already pretty close to the building." Her tone was sarcastic and gentle, though not biting or rude. "I really do hope you're okay with what happened back there. I'm usually not that clumsy or awkward. I'm pretty mellow. Usually.... But anywaaay, back to the task at hand. Getting Roman. Then I guess we could look around, right?" She blinked, looking over at him for an answer as they neared the doors.

Lore shrugged nonchalantly, her head scanning the grounds. "I don't really care. I have not the foggiest of really where everything is, but I'm sort of hungry. Why don't we find something to eat first. Like hotdogs or something, I don't know." The girl began to walk down one of the pathways, her eyes scanning the area. "Or we could check out the clubs. I thought I found something really interesting earlier. It was a book club, I believe. I'm pretty lenient about these things, but whatever you want, really. Just try not to lose me, kay?" She turned back to him, a bright smile on her face as she held her hands behind her back while she walked along.
"I'm not worried at all about my shoes, I think I have another pair somewhere. I'm always stashing things around this campus. I'm just weird like that." The fem chuckled sheepishly at herself, then breathed out contently.

Lore tilted her head up, her eyes narrowing slightly. "My ninja shoe senses are tingling..." She joked, placing the very tip of her index finger to her lips in thought. She then looked over towards a random light that had distracted her. She paused in step before continuing on, shrugging it off lightly. "Well, I have no idea what to be doing. Just feel free to drag me around, I guess."

Lore smiled brightly, nodding and collecting her hands together behind her back as she walked and looked curiously around. "'Kay, sounds good, lead on Mr." The fem chuckled brightly, trotting after him a bit after being sidetracked by a small group of students amassing before returning to him. "Yeah, ninja shoe senses. After having your shoes stolen a lot, you develop these kinds of things, you know." She nodded resolutely, then a smile brightened her face, and she giggled quietly. "So who's your favorite character ever? Or one that you can think of that you like."