Dellban University - Student Rooms
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				Title: <strong>Dellban University - Student Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bibliophilia</strong> on <strong>16-02-2020, 03:05:31</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d6/DUHeader3.png)<br><br><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Dorm Rooms</span></span><br><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/ce/DellbanRoom4.jpg)</div></td><td></td><td><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/41/DellbanRoom5.jpg)</div></td><td></td><td><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/23/DellbanGabby.jpg)</div></td></tr><tr><td><div align="center">Leena, Jo &amp; Trotsky</div></td><td>&nbsp; </td><td><div align="center">Marshall, Finley &amp; Gray</div></td><td>&nbsp; </td><td><div align="center">Gabby, Charlotte &amp; Roslyn</div></td></tr><tr><td><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1e/DellbanRoom2.jpg)</div></td><td></td><td><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/11/DellbanRoom9.jpg)</div></td><td></td><td><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f3/DellbanRoom3.jpg)</div></td></tr><tr><td><div align="center">TBD</div></td><td>&nbsp; </td><td><div align="center">TBD</div></td><td>&nbsp; </td><td><div align="center">Delilah, Stefanie &amp; Avery</div></td></tr><tr><td><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3c/DellbanRoom8.jpg)</div></td><td></td><td><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7e/DellbanRoom6.jpg)</div></td><td></td><td><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/91/DellbanRoom11.jpeg)</div></td></tr><tr><td><div align="center">TBD</div></td><td>&nbsp; </td><td><div align="center">TBD</div></td><td>&nbsp; </td><td><div align="center">TBD</div></td></tr><tr><td><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/95/DellbanRoom10.jpg)</div></td><td></td><td><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/92/DellbanRoom7.jpg)</div></td><td></td><td><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/be/DellbanRoom1.jpg)</div></td></tr><tr><td><div align="center">Jack &amp; TBD</div></td><td>&nbsp; </td><td><div align="center">TBD</div></td><td>&nbsp; </td><td><div align="center">TBD</div></td></tr></tbody></table></div><br><br><hr><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Post Header</span></span></div><br><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[floatleft][img height=250 padding=10]https://i.imgur.com/1yUzbY9.jpg[/img][/floatleft]<br>[b][font=times new roman][size=13pt][glow=#ae003b,2,300]Name:[/glow][/size][/font][/b] [url=Link to Character Sheet]Character Name[/url]<br>[b][font=times new roman][size=13pt][glow=#ae003b,2,300]Date | Time:[/glow][/size][/font][/b] <br>[b][font=times new roman][size=13pt][glow=#ae003b,2,300]Location:[/glow][/size][/font][/b] <br>[b][font=times new roman][size=13pt][glow=#ae003b,2,300]Outfit:[/glow][/size][/font][/b] <br>[b][font=times new roman][size=13pt][glow=#ae003b,2,300]Mood:[/glow][/size][/font][/b] <br>[b][font=times new roman][size=13pt][glow=#ae003b,2,300]Content:[/glow][/size][/font][/b] <br>[b][font=times new roman][size=13pt][glow=#ae003b,2,300]Tagging:[/glow][/size][/font][/b] <br>[hr]</code></pre><br><hr><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Game Links</span></span><br><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Out of Character Threads</span></span></td><td>&nbsp; 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				Title: <strong>Re: Dellban University - Student Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bibliophilia</strong> on <strong>17-02-2020, 06:48:59</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Current RP Timeline</span></span><br><br><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/f/f3/DellbanOpenDates.png/1200px-DellbanOpenDates.png)</div><br><hr><br>Classes scheduled between 11 am and 5 pm, Monday through Friday only.<br>Weekday Curfew - 9 pm<br>Weekend Curfew - 12 am<br>Meals Served - 8 - 11 am | 12 - 3 pm | 6 - 9 pm
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dellban University - Student Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MrAlanNH</strong> on <strong>18-02-2020, 08:33:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/7cNoRru.png)</div> <br>&nbsp;<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Name:</span></span></strong> <strong>Roslyn Walder</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316301.msg15273555#msg15273555) <br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Date | Time:</span></span></strong> 30 Sept | 10am-ish <br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Location:</span></span></strong> the Pink Power dorm room <br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Outfit:</span></span></strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">comfy traveling clothes: long dark green cardigan over a white tee, jeans, green sneakers</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.imgur.com/XnEfQJV.jpg)(https://i.imgur.com/t9K80Tr.jpg)</div></div> <br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Mood:</span></span></strong> excited | nervous | optimistic <br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Content:</span></span></strong> settling in <br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagging:</span></span></strong> Gabby, Charlotte, others who may pass by or stick their head in the door <br><hr> <br>&nbsp;<br><br>Roslyn was physically exhausted after the 15-hour plane trip from JFK to Gatwick then finally to Inverness; then came the train ride from the airport to the Dellban campus.&nbsp; At this point the only thing keeping her moving was excitement, nerves, and coffee.&nbsp; <strong><em>Lots</em></strong> of coffee; most of it burnt and acidic and awful but full of glorious caffeine.&nbsp; <br><br>Waiting on the platform in Inverness for the train to arrive, Roz thought she recognized a stylish redhead as being on the flight from JFK and idly wondered if they were headed to the same place.&nbsp; &nbsp;<em><strong>~ God, how could she look so amazing after traveling so long? ~</strong></em>&nbsp; &nbsp; Roz was no slouch in the style department when she wanted to be, but she knew that even after a quick spruce up in the train station restroom that her makeup and hair looked a bit untidy after being awake and traveling for so long.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>She held her cardigan closed over her chest in the crisp autumn weather as she looked idly around the platform.&nbsp; There were several other younger folks with stacks of luggage waiting for the train trying not to look like they felt a bit lost.&nbsp; Some of them might have been on her flight, but none had been as noticeable the redhead&nbsp; <strong><em>“Not a bad looking bunch,”</em></strong> Roz thought to herself.&nbsp; <strong><em>“I wouldn’t mind have a go with a few of them...but maybe not until after some sleep.”</em></strong>&nbsp; There were few other passengers waiting beside all the college-aged travelers with luggage, so Roz imagined that most, if not all, were headed to Dellban.&nbsp; <br><br>Finally, the train arrived and everyone on the platform boarded, porters assisting with the stacks of luggage that many of the young people were traveling with.&nbsp; Roslyn managed to get an empty window seat and as the train pulled out of town she enjoyed the rustic Scottish scenery&nbsp; – for about 5 minutes until the gentle rocking of the train and the repetitive muffled thumps of the tracks lulled her into a light doze with her head against the window.&nbsp; <br><br>The shuddering of deceleration woke her as the train arrived at their destination.&nbsp; Disembarking and then getting shuffled into waiting shuttles made for a slightly chaotic transition.&nbsp; Roz smiled at her fellow passengers in the shuttle and introduced herself but she was feeling tired and overwhelmed, dampening her usual outgoing demeanor.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>During the ensuing hustle and bustle at the Dellban campus, Roz vaguely remembered someone asking if she was ok with the pink room and replying sure, as she gazed around in wonder at the magnificent grounds and building, and tried to catch all the information thrown about by the staff.&nbsp; After everyone’s luggage had been swept away by the staff and instructions about high tea, Roz kept wandering around looking at the details of the entrance hall for several minutes.&nbsp; <br><br>Finally, she decided she should unpack and get settled a bit before the high tea gathering.&nbsp; She mounted the stairs and following half-remembered directions made her way through the halls until she stopped dead in front of a room...what had to be <em>the</em> room.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>“Wow.”</strong>&nbsp; She looked around the room, speechless, trying to take it all in.&nbsp; <strong>“Just, wow.”</strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dellban University - Student Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bibliophilia</strong> on <strong>23-02-2020, 07:06:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/c/ce/84671756_182860283001614_6395274878272238708_n.jpg/720px-84671756_182860283001614_6395274878272238708_n.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Name:</span></span></strong> Gabby Bonnet (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316301.msg15271105#msg15271105)<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Date | Time:</span></span></strong> Monday, September 30th | ~ 10 am<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Location:</span></span></strong> Pink Room<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Outfit:</span></span></strong> Pictured<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Mood:</span></span></strong> Lizzo - Good As Hell (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vuq-VAiW9kw)<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Content:</span></span></strong> Dorm Meetup<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagging:</span></span></strong> Roz; Charlotte | Open<br><hr><br>The trip from France was almost a pleasure, given the relatively short distance traveled and the fact that her parents had upgraded her to a First Class ticket.&nbsp; The sting of leaving home was greatly cushioned by the fabulous shopping spree she'd had prior to leaving, and the knowledge that she had plenty of ways to keep in touch with the fam.&nbsp; Still, there were misty eyes and husky voices at the airport before she boarded, and she couldn't deny the small pit in her stomach as the plane took off.<br><br>Several hours later, though, the pit was hidden behind the growing excitement over arriving and getting to explore the luxury accommodations.&nbsp; She had looked up pictures and had to admit to being impressed, already looking forward to checking out the kitchens and lounging by the indoor pool.&nbsp; As the train drew closer to the station, she freshened up her make-up and fluffed her hair, glad she'd opted for the pink cashmere and form-fitting jeans.&nbsp; The air wasn't exactly cold, but it definitely wasn't what anyone would call toasty, either.&nbsp; Besides...she looked damn cute.<br><br>Her eyes flicked over the other students on the ride to the castle, at least as much as possible without her craning like a busybody.&nbsp; Mostly she focused on her phone, texting her parents and posting to her social media.&nbsp; When they arrived at the castle, she happily relinquished her many, matching suitcases to the staff and followed them to the west wing.&nbsp; She had enough class to not gawk openly, but there was no denying that this place was amazing, and she was even more excited to do some exploring on her own.<br><br>When they reached the hall of dorm rooms, she took a short stroll to peer into the rooms, finally stopping at a pretty pink room with three beds and a gorgeous redhead already inside.&nbsp; "Bonjour!&nbsp; Are the other beds free?&nbsp; 'Cause this room...c'est bon!"&nbsp; She gestured dramatically, then sauntered to the bed closest to the door, motioning to the servants to deposit her luggage there.&nbsp; Turning, she perched on the edge of the bed and crossed her legs, eyes shining as she flashed Roz a smile.&nbsp; "I'm Gabby.&nbsp; Et toi?"&nbsp; Gabby's rich, velvety voice was deeper than one might expect for a woman, but combined with her cultured French accent it was like a decadent dessert.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dellban University - Student Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MrAlanNH</strong> on <strong>23-02-2020, 18:59:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/7cNoRru.png)</div> <br>&nbsp;<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Name:</span></span></strong> <strong>Roslyn Walder</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316301.msg15273555#msg15273555) <br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Date | Time:</span></span></strong> 30 Sept | 10am-ish <br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Location:</span></span></strong> the Pink Power dorm room <br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Outfit:</span></span></strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">comfy traveling clothes: long dark green cardigan over a white tee, jeans, green sneakers</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.imgur.com/XnEfQJV.jpg)(https://i.imgur.com/t9K80Tr.jpg)</div></div> <br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Mood:</span></span></strong> excited | nervous | optimistic <br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Content:</span></span></strong> meeting the roomies <br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagging:</span></span></strong> Gabby, Charlotte | open&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br><hr> <br>&nbsp;<br>Roz was still lost in the overwhelmingly absolute pinkness of the room when a curvy, espresso-skinned young woman confidently swept into the room trailed by a multitude of luggage carried by the ubiquitous black-suited staff.&nbsp; A subtle flowery scent mixed with spices wafted through the area a moment later.&nbsp; <br><br>Roz had thought she had packed heavily for the trip - after all she was going to be here for months at a time and a gal needed to have at least a couple options for any occasion, didn’t she? – but it was nothing compared to the sheer volume of her cute new roommate’s accoutrements.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>The way her roommate’s sweater – <em>more pink!</em> - clung to her abundant curves caught Roz’s appreciative eye but when she introduced herself, it was Gabby’s rich, buttery voice and her fluid, honeyed French accent that made Roz’s insides all warm and melty.&nbsp; <br><br>She dug deep trying to recall her two years of high school French with ‘Maamzelle’ Agatha Wilson.&nbsp; “Um, bahn jorr. Jay swee Roslynn. Rahvee day voo roncontrayer.”&nbsp; Roz’s forehead wrinkled as she concentrated and struggled with the foreign tongue.&nbsp; “Jay swee day so-lay, I’m sure your English is much better than my French.”&nbsp; <br><br>“I’m Roslyn, but you can call me Roz.&nbsp; I’m from New York; State, not City.” &nbsp;The familiar phrase when introducing herself to non-New Yorkers rolled out of her mouth automatically.&nbsp; “Glad to meet you, Gabby.”&nbsp; She gestured around the room, “What do you think of all this pink?&nbsp; I mean, who doesn’t like some pink every so often, but this is <em>a lot</em> of pink.”&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dellban University - Student Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dotley</strong> on <strong>26-02-2020, 02:36:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b6/Dotley-Charlotte-03.png)</div><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Name:</span></span></strong> Charlotte Leroux (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316301.msg15271264#msg15271264)<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Date | Time:</span></span></strong> September 30th at 10am-ish<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Location:</span></span></strong> the Pink Room <br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Outfit:</span></span></strong> Pink Floral Dress &amp; Matching Heels<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Mood:</span></span></strong> Pleased, Playful, Preening<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Content:</span></span></strong> Meet the Roomies<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagging:</span></span></strong> Gabby &amp; Roslyn || Open<br><hr><br>Charlotte heard her roommates before she saw them. And what she heard was <em>French</em>. <br><br>The flowing lilt of the language was so clear and utterly distinctive to Charlotte. She’d recognize it anywhere and at any time. Mostly because she understood French just as fluently as she understood English. Her sneak peek of her roommate’s conversation didn’t make Charlotte quicken her pace as she approached their shared room. <br><br>She rushed for no one and she ran for nothing. However, hearing the familiar language put a bit of a bounce in her step as her heels clicked across the floor. It made her think of home. Her <em>real</em> home. The play of colors across the neon-soaked streets of New Orleans at night. The sticky summer heat of the bayou underneath noontime sun. The cloying sweetness of beignets fresh from the oven.<br><br>The first voice spoke perfect French. The second spoke an admirable attempt at French. Charlotte was curious to put faces to the voices.<br><br>“Bonjour, ya’ll,” she greeted as she stepped into the room and took it all in. Pink. The whole room was pink. Oh, it was perfect. Charlotte herself was all dressed up in a short pink floral dress that matched the room. And her roommates. <br><br>Well, one of them. <br><br>Charlotte lifted her hand with a little wave toward the young woman dressed in a gorgeous pink sweater. Cashmere? Nice, it looked soft enough. She glanced at the other redhaired young woman and quickly judged her green cardigan and green tennis shoes.<br><br>“I think you missed the memo,” Charlotte said with a playful little smirk on her glossy lips. “We wear pink in the pink room.”<br><br>Charlotte’s own voice was double sweetness. The southernness of her upbringing evident in both her French and her English. Charlotte stepped toward one of the empty beds and deposited her purse and a duffle bag on top of the comforter. Pink, of course. To match her dress and her heels. The rest of her luggage was pink as well, though it was being brought up later by the servants. Charlotte wasn't bringing up all those suitcases herself. She might have overpacked. Just a bit.<br><br>“I’m Charlotte,” she said as her delayed introduction to her new roomies. “Gabby and Roslyn, right?” <br><br>She reached for her purse and dug around inside of it for her compact mirror. It’d been almost an hour since she’d checked herself to make sure her hair and makeup were still on point. Travel was hell on the pores.<br><br>“Whenever I meet anyone else that speaks French, I’m never sure whether to be an American and shake hands or just <em>à la française</em> all the way and go for the <em>faire la bise</em>. You know what I mean?”<br><br>Charlotte chattered on about it, but she didn’t offer either in way of a proper greeting and introduction. She sat down on the edge of her newly claimed bed and began to preen in front of her mirror.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dellban University - Student Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Praxis</strong> on <strong>27-02-2020, 04:01:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/f9/9d/b9/f99db922af6bccd8347678c6e9c9babf--fitt-motivation.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Name:</span></span></strong> Jack Spratowski (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316301.msg15284962#msg15284962)<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Date | Time:</span></span></strong> September 30th, 17:05<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Location:</span></span></strong> His room<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Outfit:</span></span></strong> Ball cap and boxer briefs<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"> Mood:</span></span></strong> &nbsp;Endings and beginnings &nbsp;(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wjILi6KaVuY)<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Content:</span></span></strong> Jack's "dorm" room<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagging:</span></span></strong> Miranda Moffett, Oliver<br><hr><br>"I'm hungry.", came the soft, content voice of the naked young woman laying in the upper level bed.&nbsp; Jack shifted to lay on his side next to her and lifted a single eyebrow inquisitively.&nbsp; The young woman laughed quietly, placing a hand on Jack's bare chest, her slender fingers pressing into the muscles present and shoving playfully.&nbsp; "No...real food, Jack."&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Jack drew closer...brushing the tip of his nose against the perspiration on the young, woman's temple.&nbsp; She smiled at him as he growled quietly and slipped out of bed.&nbsp; Her green eyes followed his naked form as he headed down the short flight of stairs, casually reaching out and slipping his ball cap on backwards, only to pause long enough to slip on a pair of his boxer briefs.<br><br>"I think I got something here...", he mumbled quietly as he took a moment to lift one arm and smell his armpit.&nbsp; Pleased with the result he moved to a shelf at the far end of the room and the small bar fridge beneath it.<br><br>"I want cottage cheese.&nbsp; Do you have any cottage cheese?" , she spoke softly as she crawled, naked across the bed and slipped Jack's "Resist &amp; Rebel" t-shirt on.<br><br>Jack shook his head, frowning slightly in thought rather than disapproval.&nbsp; "Nope.&nbsp; No go.&nbsp; I don't do the animal protein thing." The blonde responded with a pouty moue as she moved to sit cross-legged on Jack's bed.&nbsp; "You know...I don't normally do this sort of thing."<br><br>Jack had found a banana, peeled part of it and had taken a large bite of it only to respond.&nbsp; "MMyeah, I kindamm figured...", he said as he chewed.&nbsp; The blonde narrowed her eyes some, tilting her head slightly to the side as she spoke.<br><br>"What?&nbsp; Was I...was it...not very good?"<br><br>Jack jerked a thumb over his shoulder in the direction towards the shelving. &nbsp;"You want a banana instead?" , he took another bite, swallowed it and then held the banana he had been eating up and giving it a suspicious look.&nbsp; "Bananas taste weird here..."<br><br>The young woman let out a patient breath, her hands moving to hold her ankles as she sat cross-legged on his bed.&nbsp; "So sometimes when people are new.&nbsp; It's...well...it gets better as you do it more, you know?&nbsp; I know that sometimes when two people..."&nbsp; She paused as he attention drifted away from Jack and settled on part of the bed.&nbsp; The whole thing was getting...a little awkward...at least as far as Jack was concerned.&nbsp; Which was when the young woman let out a shriek.&nbsp; Jack was impressed with how she was able to move from being cross-legged to leaping into the air and somehow quickly moving to him, hiding behind him and keeping him between her and the bed even as she shouted, squealed and swore.<br><br>Jack gave her an incredulous look.<br><br>"There was a fucking spider in the bed!"<br><br>Jack shrugged broad shoulders slightly as she clung to him, taking another bite of his banana and swallowing it before speaking.<br><br>"This is a castle...there are probably spiders everywhere.&nbsp; I bet there are bigger spiders here that eat your bed spider."<br><br>Her eyes grew larger as she looked up at him, her hands gripping him tighter.<br><br>"...bed spiders?" , she said in a small, concerned voice.&nbsp; Jack shrugged slightly once again.<br><br>"Well...probably not so much the bed as they are looking for someplace warm like ears or a mouth, yanno?"<br><br>"Oh my god...oh my fucking god.&nbsp; Oh god...why would you say that to me??!?!" , she part shrieked and part whispered.&nbsp; She did some sort of anxious dance on the floor with her bare feet as she looked up at the ceiling.&nbsp; Silent for a moment...seemingly calming down...before shuddering and racing for the door.<br><br>She stopped suddenly in the doorway as she encountered a dark haired young man.&nbsp; She looked as surprised as he appeared to be and loudly wailed, "SSSSSSSSPIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDERS!" , before placing a hand on the shoulder and shoving him out of the way.&nbsp; Wearing only Jack's t-shirt and running down the hall.<br><br>Jack was next to stand in the doorway wearing a ballcap and boxer briefs as he looked down the hall and shouted, "Miranda!&nbsp; That's my shirt!" He sighed... "Fuck..." , turning to look at the dark-haired male in the hall.&nbsp; "She took my shirt..."&nbsp; Shrugging slightly as he continued to speak. Motioning with his chin down the hall in the direction the blonde had run.&nbsp; Taking a final bite of his banana before speaking.&nbsp; "That's Miranda.&nbsp; She has an ass that makes my heart river-dance.&nbsp; She's also not fond of spiders." He made eye contact with the "new guy" and extended his hand in greeting, offering a warm, winning grin.&nbsp; "And I'm Jack.&nbsp; Are you my roommate?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dellban University - Student Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MrAlanNH</strong> on <strong>27-02-2020, 19:26:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/7cNoRru.png)</div>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Name:</span></span></strong> <strong>Roslyn Walder</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316301.msg15273555#msg15273555)&nbsp; <br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Date | Time:</span></span></strong> 30 Sept | 10am-ish&nbsp; <br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Location:</span></span></strong> the Pink Power dorm room <br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Outfit:</span></span></strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">comfy traveling clothes: long dark green cardigan over a white tee, jeans, green sneakers</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.imgur.com/XnEfQJV.jpg)(https://i.imgur.com/t9K80Tr.jpg)</div></div>&nbsp; <br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Mood:</span></span></strong> excited | nervous | optimistic&nbsp; <br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Content:</span></span></strong> meeting the roomies&nbsp; <br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagging:</span></span></strong> Gabby, Charlotte | open&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br><br><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>Roz turned her head as another person strode the room, recognizing her as the stylish redhead from the plane.&nbsp; When she began speaking fluent French with a southern lilt Roz thought she might go into accent overload.&nbsp; How was she going to be able to concentrate enough to get any studying done, with all these yummy accents distracting her?&nbsp; <br><br>Both her roommates seemed to be from very well-off backgrounds, and for a moment Roz wondered if everyone here was from rich families before remembering a few of the other students from the trip had appeared a bit more middle class like her.&nbsp; And besides, she was daddy’s Red Rosie; she could handle herself anywhere and with anyone.&nbsp; <br><br>“I guess I did miss the memo,” Roz laughed.&nbsp; “I don’t know how much pink I’ve brought to wear.&nbsp; Just lipstick and panties probably.&nbsp; I guess I’ll just have to go shopping -- how horrible.”&nbsp; <br><br>She had to search her memory for the French phrases Charlotte rolled out with ease.&nbsp; Faire la bise<em>...oh yeah, greeting each other by touching cheeks</em>.&nbsp; “<em>Faire la bise</em>, my god, I haven’t done that since French class.&nbsp; I think I prefer French kissing, but <em>faire la bise</em> is fun too.”&nbsp; <br><br>Since Gabby had chosen the bed near the door and Charlotte had claimed the bed at the other end, Roz was left with the bed between them.&nbsp; No problem, they were both lovely and she’d been in a few girl sandwiches before.&nbsp; <br><br>“So, what are you ladies studying? I’m Botany and Plant Sciences.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dellban University - Student Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bibliophilia</strong> on <strong>29-02-2020, 05:07:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/c/ce/84671756_182860283001614_6395274878272238708_n.jpg/720px-84671756_182860283001614_6395274878272238708_n.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Name:</span></span></strong> Gabby Bonnet (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316301.msg15271105#msg15271105)<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Date | Time:</span></span></strong> Monday, September 30th | ~ 10 am<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Location:</span></span></strong> Pink Room<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Outfit:</span></span></strong> Pictured<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Mood:</span></span></strong> Lizzo - Good As Hell (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vuq-VAiW9kw)<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Content:</span></span></strong> Dorm Meetup<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagging:</span></span></strong> Roz; Charlotte | Open<br><hr><br>Gabby leaned back on her hands and beamed as the third girl joined the room, giggling a bit and shrugging one shoulder elegantly.&nbsp; "Well, you can't blame her, right?&nbsp; Redheads with pale skin just look amazing in emerald."&nbsp; She sat up to bend and slip off her suede ankle boots and curl her legs up on the bed, settling for blowing Charlotte a pair of kisses rather than get up to greet her.<br><br>"You'll have to forgive me, mon ami, but I am <em>très fatiguée</em> after all that travel.&nbsp; It doesn't help that I couldn't sleep as well as I normally do last night, and I'm useless without my solid nine hours of beauty rest."&nbsp; Her lips twisted into a faintly self-deprecating smirk as she stretched and then nodded to Charlotte, directing her conversation to both other girls.<br><br>"Oui, Gabrielle Bonnet, but I much prefer Gabby.&nbsp; And I'm in Business Management.&nbsp; I want to own my own cafe in Paris one day."&nbsp; She gave a happy sigh, pleased that her roommates spoke French, even if one spoke it better than the other.&nbsp; Charlotte's accent was quite unexpected, but Gabby was aware of the Cajun French in Louisiana, even if she'd never been in the area before.&nbsp; Her eyes flicked to Roslyn and she tilted her head, realizing both of her room mates were Americans, which caused a moment of amusement deep down inside.&nbsp; Perhaps she could use her time at Dellban to somewhat mend fences between the French and Americans, since there seemed a strange animosity between their countries.<br><br>"Oh, what's your name, mon ami?&nbsp; I didn't learn anyone's names before coming.&nbsp; I figured it would be more fun to find out on my own.&nbsp; It gives me a good reason to talk to people."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dellban University - Student Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>01-03-2020, 17:53:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://www.dnamodels.com/media/images/useruploaded/cache/181027_22_3.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Name:</span></span></strong> Leena Guillen (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316301.msg15271661#msg15271661)<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Date | Time:</span></span></strong> Sep. 30th / 3ish<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Location:</span></span></strong> Jo/Leena's Dorm<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Outfit:</span></span></strong> Old leather boots, jeans with a few natural tatters, a black t-shirt, and a slightly oversized black peacoat over it all<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Mood:</span></span></strong> New "home"<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Content:</span></span></strong> preparing her part of the room<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagging:</span></span></strong> Open<br><hr><br>Leena had been shown a list of rooms earlier, before finding her way to the high tea, and she had pointed one out and even been given a key. But when one of the footmen went to take her bags for her she nearly took a swing at him, before running off in the opposite direction. At least she had covered her tracks by yelling back that she still had her map and mouse ears from the ticket booth, so she would be fine on her own.<br>Though now that she was wandering around the halls of the castle, trying to find the right room by chance, she was wishing that she had at least let the guy show her the way earlier. <br><br>Trying to balance her duffel bag on her back, her backpack on her front, and her tray of liberated cakes in one arm, while also sticking her room key in every lock she could find, was proving a less than simple task. At first she had been carefully trying to wiggle the key in, every time she found a new door to try. But after about six locks that she couldn't turn, she was now nearly frantically jamming her key in lock after lock. Part of her sure that they had already changed them in the process of kicking her out.<br><em>"Because how many different keys can one castle possibly have!?"</em><br><br>But finally there was a click and her heart nearly felt like it would pop right out of her chest. She wasted no time in scrambling inside and practically slamming the door shut behind her, before clicking the lock closed again.<br><br>She wasn't sure what to make of the room at first. Sure it was nicer than her room at home. Hell, if you consider that month she and her sister had to use the showers at the community center, when their toilet exploded, this room was better than her whole house.<br>And right off the bat, she could see the perfect spot for herself. <br><br>Without another moment of hesitation she dashed across the room and scrambled up the stairs to the top bunk. The bed was incredibly soft and already made up with very fine blankets, that would remain fairly clean as she took her sleeping bag off her backpack and rolled it out over the top of everything. Then she grabbed the rest of her backpack and dove headfirst inside of the sleeping bag, becoming no more than a large lump near the bottom, that would move now and then.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dellban University - Student Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dotley</strong> on <strong>03-03-2020, 06:24:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b6/Dotley-Charlotte-03.png)</div><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Name:</span></span></strong> Charlotte Leroux (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316301.msg15271264#msg15271264)<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Date | Time:</span></span></strong> September 30th at 10am-ish<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Location:</span></span></strong> the Pink Room <br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Outfit:</span></span></strong> Pink Floral Dress &amp; Matching Heels<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Mood:</span></span></strong> Pleased, Playful, Preening<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Content:</span></span></strong> Meet the Roomies<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagging:</span></span></strong> Gabby &amp; Roslyn || Open<br><hr><br>Charlotte smiled at the air kiss Gabby sent her way. That was much better than a cheek kiss or a handshake. Charlotte puckered her lips and send her own lazy kiss into the air. She tilted her head as she listened to Roslyn comment about shopping.<br><br><em>Shopping</em>? Good luck with that. Charlotte puckered her lips once more but said nothing as she continued to check herself in the mirror. This time she moved her lips to check her lipstick. <br><br>The shopping prospects weren’t just horrible. They were downright criminal!<br><br>She’d had spent the train ride to the school staring out the window with increasing alarm as steel and glass gave way to stone and grass. Dallban truly seemed smackdab in the middle of nowhere. While Charlotte had grown up on plantation grounds, she’d never lived far from a city. Her childhood home had been in the shadow of New Orleans. And NYC had just been a heel click away from Yale.<br><br>The shopping options would be few and far between. All Charlotte hoped for was that this dinky little town could receive deliveries.<br><br>She listened quietly as the other girls shared their majors. So, a chef and a...biochemist? Charlotte wasn’t a hundred percent sure on the latter one. She was relieved to see her roomies wouldn’t be her academic competitors. <br><br>Charlotte snapped her compact closed with a satisfied smile.<br><br>“Prelaw,” answered. “Political science. I transferred here from Yale.”<br><br>Charlotte took up from her bed and wandered over to check out the bathroom. She opened the door and took a peek inside.<br><br>“Are ya’ll more early birds or night owls? Fair warning, I need at least an hour in the bathroom to get ready in the morning, but I’ll wake up first so there’s not a line.”<br><br>Charlotte, obviously, was an early bird.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dellban University - Student Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MrAlanNH</strong> on <strong>08-03-2020, 14:12:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/7cNoRru.png)</div>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Name:</span></span></strong> <strong>Roslyn Walder</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316301.msg15273555#msg15273555)&nbsp; <br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Date | Time:</span></span></strong> 30 Sept | 10am-ish&nbsp; <br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Location:</span></span></strong> the Pink Power dorm room&nbsp; <br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Outfit:</span></span></strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">comfy traveling clothes: long dark green cardigan over a white tee, jeans, green sneakers</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.imgur.com/XnEfQJV.jpg)(https://i.imgur.com/t9K80Tr.jpg)</div></div>&nbsp; <br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Mood:</span></span></strong> excited | nervous | optimistic&nbsp; <br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Content:</span></span></strong> meeting the roomies&nbsp; <br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagging:</span></span></strong> Gabby, Charlotte | open&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; <br><hr> <br>&nbsp;<br>Roz beamed when Gabby complimented her outfit and flashed a big grin of thanks as they listened to Charlotte talk.&nbsp; Her eyes lingered as Gabby slipped off her cute little ankle boots and gracefully tucked her lovely manicured feet underneath herself to lounge casually on her bed during the conversation. <br>&nbsp;<br>When Gabby mentioned wanting to own her own café, Roz cooed in delight. “Ooo, a café?&nbsp; That sounds lovely and so romantic.”&nbsp; She made an unselfconsciously sweeping gesture over her curves, “I'm sure you can tell that I love nomming on yummmy treats.&nbsp; And you always meet most interesting people in cafes and coffeeshops if you pay attention.”&nbsp; <br><br>As she paid attention to Charlotte as she spoke, Roz took notice of Charlotte’s preening.&nbsp; She certainly was a lovely lady, and amazingly put together, but all the effort and constant maintenance that went into that – it made Roz tired just thinking about how much time went into it.&nbsp; <br><br>“Oh, I’m an early bird,” Roz responded to Charlotte’s question about everyone’s ablution routine. “But I usually do my forms, tai chi forms that is, right after I get up to help me the day started off centered.&nbsp; Although, if that indoor pool they mentioned is heated, I might take early morning swims some days.” <br>&nbsp;<br>“Unless I’m going out or have a hot date, I usually keep my makeup game fairly simple.&nbsp; So, I don’t need too long to get ready, and you’ll probably be done by the time I get back from doing my forms.”&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dellban University - Student Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bekah Boo</strong> on <strong>11-03-2020, 18:29:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/17/f3/34/17f33405cb4d535c9add38547889026e.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Name:</span></span></strong> Oliver Demitri Alphonso Groti (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316301.0)<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Date | Time:</span></span></strong> Monday, September 30th| 5pm<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Location:</span></span></strong> Grand ballroom--&gt; His dorm room<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Outfit:</span></span></strong> See picture (Black overcoat olive sweater &amp; Jeans)<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Mood:</span></span></strong> Blowing off some steam| Amused<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Content:</span></span></strong> Meeting his roomie<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagging:</span></span></strong> Jack| Miranda (in passing)<br><hr><br>Continued from Ballroom---&gt;<br><br>What had at first been planned as a short stroll to clear his mind had long turned into an actual quest to find his dorm room, undeniably Oliver finding had he paid more attention to the previous instructions on the first walk, he probably wouldn't have wandered aimlessly for three fucking hours. At the very least he did find some areas that would make for some amusement to be had which went more in line with his first thought upon entering the grand castle, so it hadn't been an <em>entire</em> waste; the display of an ancient suit of armor conjuring quite a few ideas of his grand scheme of revenge on that crazy girl, but the wistful wandering left him too tired to commit to it just yet. So by the time he had managed to track down his damn dorm room Oliver was more than ready to sink blissfully into the bed he had haphazardly 'claimed' with only the hope churning through him being he prayed it was as comfy as it looked on first albeit brief inspection, the few finger sandwiches he had scarfed down hardly sating him but he figured there would be some sort of other welcoming function that would fill that sooner or later.<br><br>Oliver had barely reached out with his hand to grab the doorknob before a few curious sounds from behind the shut door made the young man pause, clearly not ready for what would come bustling out from it, not that he had any expectation at this point with the failure to launch act in the ballroom. A pair of wide green eyes attached to a disheveled blonde at least was something pleasing to look at as Oliver's own hazels widened to match with the sudden presence of the girl, his game seemingly shot after Leena's craziness as before he could offer a comment he found himself shoved out of the way with a wail of- <br><br><strong>"Spiders?"</strong><br><br>Could he seriously not have a single moment of normality in this place? The day was hardly over and already Oliver was fairly certain he was on a streak of bizarre interactions, lord he hoped this wasn't going to be an consistent sort of thing. Having taken a few stumbling steps back Oliver would let a tight lipped sigh blow through his lips, idle gaze lingering on the half naked girl racing down the hall as though it was her purpose to wake the damn dead, she did have a nice ass though, something shared between his own inner thoughts and the male that would take her previous place at the door as he voiced such. Glancing back Oliver could only give a gruff chuckle in response, eyeing the equally half dressed Jack although what annoyance at being shoved long left his expression. If there was something to get his mind off of his troubles it was agreeing to how hot a girl was, Oliver giving a toothy smirk before burring.<strong>"Don't blame ya there man, girl has an ass for days...even if she's screaming bloody murder."</strong><br><br>Shaking off the last bit of shock Oliver would straighten further as he extended his own hand to firmly clasp Jack's own in a hearty shake, hazel eyes taking on a bit more shine as he nodded.<strong>"Good luck gettin that shirt back though, unless there's a repeat performance, which if so we need to lock in some kind of code since we're rooming."</strong>Offering a roguish grin Oliver would slide through the open space and finally into the dorm room with a groan, pausing long enough to realize he hadn't given his name initially, maybe he was more tired than he thought.<strong>"Oh yea I'm Oliver, I dumped my stuff in here before that whole...thing in the ballroom,"</strong>The young man crossed over to his luggage with a sigh, the bed looking more like a welcoming friend by the second, but Jack was entertaining company so he'd mind his manners.<br><br>The faint scent of risque business hardly bothered Oliver even as he shoved his bags off the bed with a rough sound, just sitting on the edge of the mattress proving to help take his load off, though it was taking more strength than he realized to actually stay upright.<strong>"So how in the world did you snag a hottie like that so quick? Gotta say I'm impressed."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dellban University - Student Rooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bibliophilia</strong> on <strong>12-03-2020, 20:09:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/c/ce/84671756_182860283001614_6395274878272238708_n.jpg/720px-84671756_182860283001614_6395274878272238708_n.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Name:</span></span></strong> Gabby Bonnet (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316301.msg15271105#msg15271105)<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Date | Time:</span></span></strong> Monday, September 30th | ~ 10 am<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Location:</span></span></strong> Pink Room<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Outfit:</span></span></strong> Pictured<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Mood:</span></span></strong> Lizzo - Good As Hell (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vuq-VAiW9kw)<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Content:</span></span></strong> Dorm Meetup<br><strong><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagging:</span></span></strong> Roz; Charlotte | Open<br><hr><br>"Oh, mon Dieu!&nbsp; They have roomed me up with absolute geniuses.&nbsp; Suddenly I am terribly worried that I shall prove to not be nearly clever enough to keep up with you, my darlings."&nbsp; Judging from the smile and the light in her eyes, it was clear the words were only meant in jest.&nbsp; As the other two girls spoke of their ablution habits, she slid off the bed and padded over to join Charlotte at the door to the bathroom (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/65/19/ed/6519ed9995204dde45f2c9b6bfc185fc.jpg).&nbsp; It wasn't the largest room, but one could hardly expect a massive modern convenience in a building built before modern plumbing.&nbsp; At least it was cute, and the roomy clawfoot tub had been hooked up with an overhead shower apparatus.<br><br>Leaning back again, she beamed at her roomies and almost danced back to her bed, sprawling artfully across it and grabbing one of the pillows to hug to her chest.&nbsp; "No worries there, then.&nbsp; I do my necessaries at night before bed, and I tend to sleep in.&nbsp; I <em>adore</em> that all of the classes here are scheduled after eleven am.&nbsp; I will never understand the American tradition of beginning school at such ungodly early hours.&nbsp; I need time to wake and get myself ready for the day.&nbsp; Were I forced to rush-rush-rush I would be an absolute <em>cauchemar</em> all day!"&nbsp; She unclutched the pillow to make her fingers into claws and bore her teeth in a grimace, before giggling and hugging the pillow again.<br><br>Rolling over, she snuggled more comfortably into the bed with a low sigh, letting her eyes drift closed briefly.&nbsp; "Ooo...this bed is lovely.&nbsp; I believe I might wash my face and take a little nap before tea.&nbsp; Traveling always wrecks absolute havoc on me.&nbsp; You girls don't mind, do you?&nbsp; You're free to keep chatting, of course.&nbsp; I sleep like the absolute dead, so you could probably throw a soiree in our room while I was sleeping and I wouldn't so much as turn over.&nbsp; Of course, once I woke up and discovered I'd been left out, I would be utterly livide with you both!"&nbsp; She giggled and rose again, knowing if she remained in bed any longer she would drop off without removing her make-up, and that would be a disaster.
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