A bored Scott is never a good sign...

[scott_pilgrim]

Characters: Scott Pilgrim and you...?!
Format: Prose or action, I'm fine with both.
This log is: open to all. Yes, even you.
Location: The courtyard.
Summary: After a full morning of poking around some of the buildings, Scott's chillaxing in the courtyard. And he's hoping for awesome things. YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO.
Warnings: Scott is always an idiot, no matter where or when he is. So yeah.

It'd been a little while since Scott had decided he wanted to know more about the random school of fighting he'd somehow gotten stuck in, and had somehow lost memories for. Sounded like some form of fantasy or something -- but Scott didn't care. He'd just have to wait to become an awesome Player, and then beat everybody up, right? Have I mentioned that Scott does not get how the school works, mostly? I think I should.

Anyhow, with a slight sigh, Scott plopped down on one of the courtyard benches. All this thinking and looking into classes he wasn't going to and wasting time on the computers was tiring/slightly boring. "Man... hope something awesome happens here soon, " Scott said to himself, smiling as he thought about what could happen. He could get into a fight, or win a competition. Or, y'know, stop wasting time and worry about his lost memories. Or not.

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[chainedbyred]

Russel, on the other hand was definitely up to something. He had a long stick in hand, and he was drawing a rather elaborate series of shapes in the dirt. He was careful not to step on any lines as he worked. Hanging from his wrist was a Memory charm, easily visible from his rolled-up sleeves. Otherwise, he was finally wearing the school uniform. He was still rather used to being a bit more rough-and-tumble than school uniforms usually allowed one to be, and the evidence was on his pants. They were dusty and dirty, hardly how the typical Utopia Academy student carried himself.

[scott_pilgrim]

...Hm. Now that did look interesting/maybe awesome. With a grin, Scott stood and approached a little. "Hey, what are you doing?" he asked.

[chainedbyred]

"Drawing a transmutation circle," he replied, without even looking at him. "Move, you're in my way." He had turned toward Scott, and had stopped, looking at him impatiently.