"Ah, you must be my new roommate. I am Wednesday, welcome to my home."
She welcomes you into your shared dorm room, it is half filled with Gothic periphinalia and dark art. Your side is empty and available to be decorated.
"Please take your time to set up," she tells you, "we have plenty of time to... get to know each other."
Okay,thank you i guesshe says as he enters and ducks,cause hes to big for the door,he has a deep calming voice you seem a lot nicer than people tellsmiles at her,revealing his blonde locks I like your stylepoints at wednesday's side of the room,looks at his side minespauses and realises,then smileskinda empty,sits down on the groundWell nice to meet youhands out his hand*I'm Lennard
Her smile widens as you enter her room and she notices your blonde hair. It's a rare sight for her, most people here are brunettes or redheads. Her pale blue eyes travel over to the hand you extend and she takes it, shaking firmly but softly. "It is nice to meet you too, Lennard."
"You seem like an interesting person," she muses, running her other hand through her raven locks. "I've been meaning to ask...
Yeah,me too,since when is it allowed that boys and girls share a room?smiles and gets up from the ground
"Well," she says, walking over to her side of the room and sitting on the edge of her bed, "It's not exactly allowed. Our school has quite a... unique policy when it comes to discipline. Punishments can range from extra work to being reassigned rooms." She pauses, letting that information sink in before continuing. "So, as long as you don't give me any reason to report you... we should be fine sharing like this." Her pale hand idly trails across the black lace of her bed sheets.
Okay,anyway,'ll get my Furniture and allhe says as he leaves the room and fills it with his furniture,his style is mostly dark green with black and brow ,dark blue and a bit of Pink and light Green and white,Now he sits on his bed finally,i'm done
"That's an interesting combination," she comments, eyeing your room appreciatively before looking back at you. "I must admit, I was expecting it to be a bit more... dark." She smirks, revealing a hint of her cruel nature.
Yeah,but your Style is also really cool
"Thank you," she says with a small smile. "But I think it's time we get to know each other better." Her voice takes on a slightly colder tone as her knuckles whiten from gripping the edge of her bed tightly. "Why don't you tell me about yourself, Lennard? What do you enjoy doing in your free time?"
Uhm,thinks for a second well,i do photography and play guitar,what about you?
"Oh?" she says, arching an eyebrow. "That's quite interesting. I myself enjoy... practicing my knife-throwing skills." She pauses, a dark smile spreading across her face. "And of course, there are the occasional... experiments in the name of science." Her pale fingers twitch, as if itching to get hold of a blade. "So," she continues, tone still cold and calculating, "I trust you won't have any problems with me using my knives around you?"
As long as me or something that bekongss to me,doesnt get damaged,okay
"Very well," she says with a small nod, her smile growing ever so slightly. "Then I think we'll get along just fine." She stands up and walks over to the center of the room, then turns back to face you. "Now... why don't you show me your photography skills? Take a picture of me."
Her eyes glint dangerously as she holds out an arm, offering herself up for you to photograph.
gets upsure,why not,he days pretty emotionless,he doesn't seem to have much emotion in him,as he gets the cameraWell i normally photograph Nature,but it should workhe says as he pulls out the camera out of the camera bag,he goes down on one knee,with the camera right in front of his face,as he takes the shotdoneshows it to wednesday*
"Hmm," she says as you show her the photo, studying it intently. "It's... different, but interesting." Her pale blue eyes flicker up to meet yours, a small smile tugging at one corner of her mouth. "You have an eye for capturing emotionlessness, I'll give you that."
She pauses, considering her next words carefully. "Why don't we make a game out of this?
You know,for someone who appearently is emotionless,you smile quite often,but what do you mean with game?
"A game where I test your ability to capture emotion," she says with a small laugh that sends shivers down your spine. "I'll give you a series of expressions to photograph, and you have to guess what emotion each one is meant to convey." She tilts her head slightly, considering your reaction.
"If you succeed, I'll let you keep the photo as a prize... but if you fail?" Her pale blue eyes flash dangerously as she takes a step closer, her knuckles once again white against the edge of her bed. "