buttons are important guys

[defender]

Characters: Shoujou
Format: Anything!
This log is: Closed to new threads!
Location: The hallway outside White 1-B.
Summary: Half-dressed ex-student council officer trying to find people he knows.

[Walking briskly – practically running – down the hallway with one hand clutching a stack of papers and the other holding his shirt closed tight against his chest, Shoujou looks like the classic example of a student too tired to dress himself: the ribbon left untied around his collar, vest hanging loosely around his shoulders, white shirt unbuttoned and untucked. He's not really doing a good job of keeping himself covered up, but thankfully, his pants are on mostly right – with the exception of the button being undone, but he’s got the belt on despite that.]

[Muttering things about “Tougyu-senpai’s here” and “El wouldn’t be on the list,” Shoujou knows he’s going to get a lot of questions in the next five minutes.]

[He's still not gonna like it.]

Comments

[defender]

...India. [The boy repeated, with the blandest of voices and the blankest of stares. He hasn't figured out the time difference yet, mind you...]

I'm pretty sure India is using the Gregorian calendar.

[...he just thinks Grenn might be totally insane.]

[summerstars]

India, yes. [She may sound a tad defensive. Just a tad. Pay it no mind, Shoujou.]

... I'm an indian muslim, you know. That means I use the Hirji calendar. [She really doesn't like the tone he has when he says the last, but what can you do. Of course, she's rather sure muslims back in the past were quite aware of the Gregorian calendar dates, maybe, but there's nothing she can do about that. (No time-difference here, no sir.)]

[defender]

[Shoujou felt that the entire conversation was much too awkward for it to be wrapped up with such a simple (and obstinate) explanation, but if El were somewhere in the school, Shoujou couldn't keep him waiting any longer.]

I see. [Muttering.] I'll keep that in mind, then...

[summerstars]

[At least she managed to head him off. She'd done worse with Tougyu... And, wait... He's still standing around more or less half-dressed and had oviously been going somewhere...]

... Er. Well... Um. I'm not sure how pleased either of us is with this meeting, but I'll let you go on your way. [She says with a faintly amused smile and shrugs. It wasn't too horrible, after all. With Shoujou letting up, Grenn's back to feeling more relaxed about the whole thing.]

Just a warning, though... Even with people aware everybody loses memories when they come here, I'm not sure how many's gonna assume you've forgotten how to dress yourself instead of... something else. [She feels kinda sorry for him, considering what that sort of dressed-but-not-really situation could imply.]

[defender]

[He reddens a little, the expression on his face just a few inches short of 'utterly scandalized' and his voice rising in pitch.]

I-I already know that! You don't have to... tell me...!

[And, looking like he's one more comment short of storming off again.] Ugh, it doesn't matter! They can think whatever they want!

[summerstars]

[Why so high-strung, Shoujou? Grenn managed to stop the smile. Apparently he wasn't the type to crassly boast any sexual... intimacy.]

That sort of attitude is always good to have... [Grenn pauses and blinks, not used at saying something even remotely snappy when it might be called for.]

... I, er. Hope you find whoever you're looking for, if you're actually looking for someone. [Yes. Very smooth. Internal eyeroll.]

[defender]

What?! [He's quick to react, but cools off just as fast. Still faintly red, he looks at her with the same brand of disbelief he had when she'd initially offered help with the papers.] Oh... um...

[Cue a pause as he awkwardly tries to remember his manners.] Thank you. I'm, um, sure I will. [Another pause as he tries to think of something to say in return, but can't really think of anything, so he just nods his head.] If you'll excuse me...