Randomness(Of Course It's Open)

[Felix]

(ooc- Kind of a realization for Felix, though feel free to interrupt his thoughts.)

Felix found himself sitting on top of the Hircine roof. He was gazing out across the courtyard, watching the small figures laugh and have fun, eat and chat with one another. It was the lunch period, and somehow he hadn't felt the need to eat today. He had started to think too much, which was unlike him. He was usually the one to think the least in things, letting himself get carried away and let his rash attitude handle situations.

Looking back around the vast roof, he hadn't seen a soul. It wasn't to say that no one was up here, but in his current line of sight, he saw no one, and some people were just good at hiding. 'Why am I up here in the first place, thinking to myself of all the things to do.' He shook his head roughly, a large collaboration of laughter reaching his ears and he slowly turned his head down and to the left. 'They have no understanding what so ever of the current situation. None of them probably even care. School is something you trudge through, not something you care about.'

He was referring to MacMillan's goon squad. Felix still wouldn't give them a respectable name. He had no real reason to. "Just another authority figure hiding behind the masses, it's rather amusing." He sighed loudly, releasing a deep breath along with it. A slight breeze came through in that instant, rustling his hair and blowing it to his right. His t-shirt clung to him and his rather baggy jeans took no notice at all of said breeze.

His mind had then sought to race, thoughts flying at him and then escaping in a matter of seconds; everthing from his past, and some recent events even reached his mind. "Why am I spending time thinking, I should be grabbing something to eat." As he spoke those words, his body did nothing to acknowledge them. Instead it kept him rooted to the spot, allowing him to watch the happy people down below.

As he looked down all he could do was think back to everything that had happened so far, faces racing through his mind, blurring in and out of focus. Was he going crazy, insane even? 'No.' His mind nearly shouted at him. 'I'm not going insane, I just have no real reason for coming back to this place. Had no good reason in the first place. It wouldn't have worked anyways.'

The last statement shook him from his mind, his self aware, self assured attitude was back and he frowned down at the students. "My plan for revenge wouldn't even work, because I was the one to blame. Just me." He slouched his shoulders a bit, trying to hide himself from the blazing sun. 'Maybe it is time to get some food,' he thought to himself, not able to get up or do anything about his growing hunger.

[angelus]

“Why do people obsess over revenge?” A particularly smooth voice asked into the air. Though, strangely, it didn’t seem like the voice was actually talking to anyone at all. Just, sending the words into the air above it. The new student Ang lay on top of the small structure that housed the stairwell back down to the rest of the school. Hands behind his head, he stared past the sky, as though looking at something so far away that no one could see it. “What’s done is done… Revenge just perpetuates the circle…” He added airily. “I wonder if anyone ever considered that Pay It Forward thing with revenge instead of good deed’s” Now his mind seemed to have slipped off onto a different track, though the question of whether or not it was on any kind of real track to begin with was something to be pondered in itself.

Ang continued to stair into infinity, making it uncertain as to whether or not he had even acknowledged his, for lack of a better term, conversation partner. Though for the moment, he might as well have been talking to himself. He was just a disembodied voice unless one of them moved, though, seeming to sense this in some way, he rolled over and stood up, revealing himself. He was quite hansom for a Junior. And though he had just been lying on the roof, his hair seemed to fall seamlessly about as though he had just cleaned it. His cloths looked expensive, as he wore a blue designer jacket, and matching slacks that day. He made a small hop and landed on the roof near the other student. His expression was fairly blank, though he didn’t seem serious… Just, not quite entirely in the same spot as his body. “I’m famished. You?” He asked, for the first time apparently actually talking to the other student, as his eyes moved over to him.

[Felix]

The voice caught him off gaurd, his attitude jarred slightly, pulling out his anger and frustration. He had to keep himself calmed though, as the voice filtered words Felix did not want to hear. It talked of forgetting things, and saying that the past was just that, the past. Felix's anger boiled to an extreme, and wanted to lash out, but he kept his body where it was, sitting on the ledge, overlooking the students below.

'All fine and well, now I have some loony talking about how useless revenge is. Like I didn't know that before, I half expected to die here.' The realisation struck him hard, though his body and mind knew it to be true even before the words crossed his head. 'It shouldn't be a surprise to me anymore, thats why I came back, after all.' Still he looked on, watching the happy, faceless people. He had none of that now. Nothing to keep him happy, nothing to relieve him of his worries after a rough day. 'No friends to count on and no where to turn, I can make this an advantage.' He sunk a little lower into depression, though his outward attitude would keep everything just fine and dandy.

The voice behind him, all but forgotten until it mentioned food. His body stiffened, as if overheard in a private conversation and then he relaxed. 'No one can read minds.' The simple truth. "Extremely." Was the only word to escape him. Being hungry was an understatement, Felix hadn't eaten all morning. He shook his anger away and stood up, wiping the dust from his baggy jeans and adjusting his shirt which clung to him. He turned and gazed the student behind him, 'Younger, thats for sure, and an air of innocence about him, but that could just be because he's literally insane, he talks to himself more than I do.' He was about to burst out laughing, but held himself back. "Were you asking me, or were you asking another rhetorical question?"

[angelus]

Ang paused, apparently giving the other student’s question some real thought. “Well I intend you to join me either way, so I guess it retains some rhetorical qualities” He answered, seeming satisfied with this response. He was strange indeed… Seeming to be both completely out of sorts, and yet firmly grounded in reality at the same time. It did indeed give off the vibe of insanity, and yet, he seemed to be just as normal as any other student when he actually addressed the person he was talking to.

“Formalities are something I oppose, and yet, I am bound by them… You may call me Ang.” He said suddenly, seeming to take note that there had yet to be any introductions. “And as to reciprocate my exchange, I would ask your name in return” He added as he extended a hand as though offering a hand shake, though he extended his arm straight and at chest height which was somewhat odd.

Once pleasantries had been exchanged, Ang looked up at the sky and thought for a moment. “Cafeteria? Or shan’t I risk the possible volatile nature that school food is so famous for?” He asked, looking back down to his companion. “If that’s the case, I hear there are café’s nearby.” He added as he glanced off the side of the building and past the rest of the city with his usual piercing gaze that seemed to escape even the horizon.

[Felix]

ooc: sry about the wait, ive had to catch up and deal with some real life stuff

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Raising his eyebrows at the way Ang had intended for them to get some food before even knowing him, Felix steadily extended his hand to meet Ang's. "Well aren't you the straight forward type. My names Felix." Felix didn't know what to think of Ang, standing in front of him like they were supposed to meet, and yet he wasn't put on an edge about him, even though he couldn't really tell anything about him.

"As for grabbing a bite to eat, we'll find much more entertainment in the cafeteria then we will heading out for lunch." Truth be told Felix wasn't sure if anyone was even allowed to leave now since McMillian hired extra security. Felix sure as hell didn't want to risk getting his neck cut early in the year. "And the food isn't that bad, just get the pizza. It's the lesser of all the evils that they serve."

Felix turned back and headed for the roof access door and then stopped half way. 'Does he even know where the cafeteria is? Maybe not.' He sighed only loud enough for himself to hear it and looked back at Ang, staring out across the courtyard below. "C'mon, I'm getting rather hungry now that we've talked about heading to the cafeteria." He once again turned for the door, hoping his voice would bring Ang out of his reverie.