<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn04.cdn.justjared.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/02/redmayne-evans/eddie-redmayne-luke-evans-british-film-awards-2013-11.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Stephen Strange<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Doctor Strange (after graduation)<br/><strong>Dorm Assignment:</strong>3rd floor, room 3<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Fitness Center (Swimming Pool)<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 3rd, Early Morning<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Swim trunks, light tank top, flip-flops<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Janie, Open<br/><br/>He hadn't exactly expected it to be crowded at the pool that early; in fact he expected it to be completely evacuated, but while he lazily warmed up doing backstrokes and spending as much time under the water and seeing how long he could hold his breath, Stephen noticed he wasn't alone. Contrary to being an unpleasant interruption, it was a surprisingly cute female cadet. She wore a modest one-piece instead of a slinky two-piece he definitely wouldn't have been surprised to see many of the others wearing, though her hair color did the most to catch his eyes. He was rather fond of redheads, and hers was the most unique shade of any of the girls, even Jean's. He didn't recall seeing this particular cadet at the dinner the other night but he wasn't really paying much attention then anyway, so it wouldn't surprise him if he'd just completely missed her when he left.<br/><br/>He was warmed up sufficiently enough by then, switching to one of the four lap-dedicated lanes and nodded over to her in acknowledgement, not exactly expecting a response but not completely opposed to starting a conversation. There was just so much going on now, he didn't know if he could square his desire for a semblance of normalcy with how weird his life was bound to get. He felt like his mystical energy was only about half-way restored but wasn't going to be practicing any further with it if there were other people around, at least not without supervision. He just wished it would make up the bulk of his curriculum, or have his pre-med training be on the roster too. But you couldn't have everything, he knew, no matter how adamant your parents were about the world revolving around them and, vicariously, their children.