Taking the Chance (Accepting magical characters)

Diana blushed and gave an embarresed laugh. "Yes, this is my first party actually." She said sheepishly. "I lived with my grandmother, so even if I was ever invited to any parties it's not like I could get to them." Her mother never had time to take her anywhere, she was always working, but it wasn't like people invited her to parties anyway. No one wanted the sickly girl at their parties. "Thank you so much again. I won't be late." Diana said with a wide smile. "I guess I'll go to my dorm and rest awhile before the party. I can't wait to meet your niece, Mr. Desher." She continued as she started out of the library.

Tamani nodded. "We're going to be in room 302 over at the apartments. They're only across the street from here." he said, smiling some. He watched as she left and then smiled to himself. Done another good deed. Making a student feel welcome. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair, somewhat tired. He needed to go grab his laptop bag from his room and then leave. He left the library and went to go grab his bag. After that, he went over to the apartments, getting on his motorcycle.
-Going to Apartments-

(I've done some editing to the Overveiw info on this role play.)

Hugo listened attentively to T.K. explain who everyone was and what they were like. They didn't sound too bad...maybe he could make another friend or two that night. As T.K. introduced herself, he realized he too had forgotten formal introductions. "I am Hugo Albrecht, orchestra teacher." he said as he offered his hand for a shake. "Let's head out towards your apartment zen...I don't vant you go get a late start on your lovely dinner."

T.K. smiled some, shaking his hand. She then pushed her hands into her pockets, sighed quietly. "Nice to meet ya', Mr. Alber- Alver..." she frowned and shook her head. "Meh, I'll just call ya' Mr. A." she said laughing quietly. She looked up at the apartment building and began walking a bit brisker. She was almost home anyway.
-gone to apartment 302-

After Tamani unlocked the door, he kicked it open, causing a loud clatter. He then went in, kicking it shut as well. On the way back, he found a grocery store and got distracted. They had needed some more supplies for foodds now that more people were coming. He knocked on Junko's wall, shouting, "Hey! Junko, I need help doing stuff!" Sighing, he went over to the kitchen bar area and began unpacking the food. They needed sides for the food, perferrably food like salads, maybe some shirmp if he could make it in time. He glanced at the clock, it was 4:00. Shrugging, he filled a pot with water and put it on the stove, cranking up the temperature.

A bang against the wall comes through, almost loud enough to wake the dead coming over from Tamani's apartment.
"Hey, Junko, come help me with stuff!" Tamani shouts.

Hugo let T.K. lead the way to her shared apartment, since he didn't know exactly where it was located. In truth, he was still unpacking his moving boxes and barely knew the layout of the building. They arrived on their floor just in time to hear a door slam shut nearby, making Hugo flinch a little bit from the loud noise.

"Hey! Tamani! No harassing Junko!" she called, laughing. She climbed up the stairs to find the door unlocked. She ducked her head in, findinging him staring at a pot of boiling water. She came in and glanced back at Hugo. "Come on in." she said smiling some. She went into the kitchen and dumped her stuff behind the counter. She'd pick it up in a moment. She went to where Tamano was standing and stared with him, her hands on her hips.
"...What... are we staring at?" she whispered. She heard Tamani's laugh.

Tamani had just came out of his trance. "I'm waiting for the water to boil."

"Well it is now. Put the shrimp into the water." she muttered, going to the other side. She turned to Mr. A. "Oh, 'ey, you want something to drink?" she looked back down and pulled 3 potatos from the drawer.

"Oh yeah, add another potato, we have some more people coming. A girl that I gave a tour to earlier is coming. Her name's Diana. Be nice." Tamani said, dumping the shrimp into the water. "Hey, why aren't you at the coffee shop?" he asked, looking at her with a look of concern.

"Tin sent another guy after me." she said quietly. She heard Tamani sigh, as she began to chop up the potatoes.

"Crap, seriously? Another one? We need to hire you a bodygaurd or something." he muttered.

With T.K.'s permission, Hugo entered the apartment and gently closed the door behind him. He slipped off his blazer and undid his tie, trying to get comfortable. He heard T.K. ask him a question as he was rolling up his tie, and he replied, "Sure, I'll take a drink...vhat are my choices?". Sauntering over to the dinner table, he placed the tie in one of the jacket's pockets, and draped it over one of the chairs.

"Ah..." she ducked into the fridge, the knife down on the counter. She shifted stuff around and said, "We have water, coke, apple juice..." She pulled out the apple juice and raised an eyebrow. "Where's this come from?" she muttered. She put it back and shook her head, sighing. "And sprite." she finished. She pulled out a few vegtibles and then put them down on the counter.

"Sprite vill be fine. I believe I've already had enough caffeine from ze lovely coffee you made me earlier." Hugo replied as he joined T.K. at the fridge, "Are you sure you do not need my help?". He doubted T.K. and her housemate could manage this big dinner all by their lonesomes. Rolling up his sleeves, he stepped over to the counter and picked up the veggies placed there moments ago. "You need these vashed, ja?" he asked T.K.

She had returned to cutting up the veggies after she passed him the can of clear liquid. T.K. jumped, the knife, moved by her side. She glanced at Hugo and nodded. "Err, yeah. I mean, if you want to." she said sighed and going back to the vegitable cutting. When she finsihed, she passed the cuting board to Hugo. "Ahhh... You gots ingrediants, Tam?" she asked, she watched all of the stuff being passed to her. She smiled and nodded, begining to fix the food.

Diana sighed and sat on her bed. The day had felt long so far, though it was far from a disappointment. She laid back and closed her eyes being careful not to get too comfortable. If she fell asleep now she'd never wake up in time to go to the party. Diana sat up. 'I'm too excited anyway.' She thought as she stood and paced the room. As much as a great day it had been so far it did disappoint her a little that she didn't have a roommate but she was still hopeful. After all everything was going so well. Sighing she sat back down. She was far too restless to relax awhile but too tired to actually start unpacking her things. The only real option she had now was waiting.

"There's a piano in the choir room at the school." she said, smiling at his blush. He was cute when he blushed, it went well with his red hair and eyes. He was not cute, he was handsome. She wanted to learn how to play the piano, remembering what T.K. had said about it helping her singing.

Hugo completed his task, thankful T.K. had let him do something. He wasn't the kind of guy to just sit back and not help. Maybe that was him twenty years ago, but he was different now. Leaning his elbows on the counter, he tried to make idle conversation with the girl in across from him. "So...zat guy at ze coffee shop that was bothering you, do you get guys like zat a lot?" Hugo questioned T.K. "If you do not vant to talk about it, it's ok, I vas just curious..."

Anaya nodded. "Yeah. That would be nice. I want to hear you play piano." she said quietly. She took the last sip of her drink and stared down at the empty cup. She stood up to throw away the cup, feeling somewhat engergized to do so. She threw it away came back, happy that she could walk on her own. She sat down, smiling excitedly. "I can walk now." she brushed a piece of hair from her face.

"Meh, not all of the time. The manager often fights them off, but most of the time I can take them, since I usually take the drinks to others, so I can fend for myself when I'm not behind the counter." She snorted and laughed. "I need to go over to the dojo and train some more." she muttered, sitting by the counter. The dining room was right next to the kitchen, allowing her to watch the pot.

Alexandria stepped up to room 102. She wasn't too sure if she would enjoy having a roommate but it wasn't something that she couldn't control. She opened up the door. As she stepped into the room, her eyes scanned the room. They landed on a small frail girl, almost like herself. She smiled a little bit.
Closing the door, she began to speak. "Hello. My name is Alexandria." Her accent had a small hint of French in it. She walked over to the other bed which mirrored the other girls exactly. She sat her bag down on the floor.

Diana jumped slightly as the door opened. As the girl walked in and surveyed the room Diana felt a deep blush climb up her face. "H-h-hi... I-I'm D-Diana..." She said softly after the girl introduced herself. Despite Alexandria being small and frail looking like herself, Diana felt a bit intimidated. She hadn't expected to have a roommate so soon, which she knew was silly, adding an even deeper embarrassed blush to her face.
Diana folded her hands in her lap and stared down at them. "N-nice t-to meet you..." She said feeling like her awkward introduction left discomfort hanging in the air.

Anaya nodded, spinning on her heels. She took his hand with a slight smile and started to head for the door. "Its back on campus." she said, her voice sounding very musical. The choir room was her favorite room in the whole building, and she loved it to death... well, not to death but she really did love it. Just the thought of the place made her want to hum a tune. And she had been, very unconcious about it. SHe was humming OneRepublic's Secrets, and she didn't even know.

-next post in Choir Room-

Anaya stepped into the room, her heart a-flutter. She suddenly felt it come alive as the lights turned on. She held in a giggle. She had not been in this room for almost the whole summer, being busy with the book she was writing for fun. Now, done with that book, she could spend more time in the studio, in the small, almost storage room small, room connected to it. She sauntered over to the piano, her fingers kissing the keys lightly, as if she hadn't touched them at all. She didn't know how to play very well, but she some of the basics. She looked up at Edge, her eyes bright with excitement.

"Huh? You have a dojo? I never thought that you vould be into zat kind of thing...but I guess I can see vhy." Hugo said in a suprised tone of voice. "Maybe you could teach me a zing or two one of zese days." He gave her a friendly grin and pulled the tab on his soda. Unbeknownst to him, the can had been dropped earlier that day. The clear lemon-lime drink rushed out of the can and covered Hugo's shirt in a shower of soda. "Schei-uh...darn." Hugo caught himself in mid-curse. "Uh...T.K...."

T.K. laughed. "No I don't have a do-" she turned around to face Hugo and saw what had happened. "-jo-oh... Ahhh." she jumped up and made a dash for the paper towels. She tore some off and handed it to him for this shirt and tore some more off for the floor. SHe took the can from him and put it into the sink. She sighed as she finally finished her part. "Happens way too many times with Tamani's klutzy-ness." she muttered in explaination. She ran a hand through her hair, her cowlick being pushed back before springing right back up.

Anaya smiled some, reconising the tune. She leaned against the piano, her hip barely touching the instument. She closed her eyes and swayed some, getting lost in the beauty of it all. Somewhere in the middle of the song, she opened her eyes and watched his fingers run across the keys, and she began to hum quietly, again- unknowing.
He played beautifully. Amazingly, enough to where when he hit the last key, a shiver went up her spine. She had heard it many times, when someone would vocalise to it as practice, and they messed up. Nothing compared to the beauty of an amazing song, or an amazing player. She walked around the bench, sitting next to Edge. "That was amazing." she said quietly.

"Ah, it's alright..." Hugo said as he used the paper towels to try and blot out the huge soda stain. "Ach, zis is not vorking." he mumbled in a frustrated tone of voice. With a flick of his wrist, the paper towels were thrown in a nearby garbage can and he began unbuttoning his shirt. Wearing a half-soaked shirt was too embarrassing for him, so he decided to ditch it. He casually folded it up and placed the shirt in an unused corner of counter space. "I hope you do not mind having a shirtless man in your apartment, T.K.." Hugo said softly.

Although he was in his early 40's, it could be said that Hugo could be a model. His arms and torso were fairly toned and had just the right amount of muscle. The six-pack wasn't bad either. His body was topped off with an average amount of thick dark chest hair, leading to a slight pleasure trail which cascaded down to below the waist of his pants. He obviously worked out.

"Meh, I really don't care." she muttered, glaring down at the pot. "Its better than Tamani walking around his his underwear." she said laughing quietly. She heard Tamani snort angerlily.
"Whatever." he growled. He tore at the lettuce and put it into the strainer, filling it up. When he was done, he washed off the pieces from the salad and tossed Hugo a tomato. "Can you cut that up?" he asked, begining to shread some cheese.

Anaya nodded. "I can see why. You are very talented." She raised an eyebrow. "Your parents are musicians? That must be very exciting." she said, wondering what it was like. She had never been out of this town, and mostly used as parlor entertainment when her parents had guests over. If he traveled, he must've been to amazing places and seen amazing things.

Hugo easily caught the tomato and gently placed it on the counter in front of him. Scanning the kitchen for a suitable knife, he spotted the knife block and removed a small one from it. Returning to his station, he had a question for T.K. "Does he valk around in his underwear a lot?" he chuckled jokingly and continued, "You poor little zing...". He quickly cut up the tomato into bite-size chunks and glanced at Tamani. "Vhere you vant zese?"

Anaya loooked down, her hands in her lap. The smile from her lips had faded, the mood in between them had gone a little bit cold. She sighed and stood up some, reaching around Edge. She looked up at him with a light smile, one meant for reassuring. She sat down on her leg, putting her chin on his shoulder. "Its okay." she said quietly.

Tamani glared back at T.K., after hearing her chuckle. She was moving snacks and stuff to the middle of the living room, and setting things up. She glared back, holding a sock.
"Really Tamani? Really?" she muttered, throwing it at him. She sighed with a bit of a laugh and shook her head. "Cleaning after yourself should be easy." she growled to herself. She walked it over to the laundry room and and tossed it into a bin. She then came back out and hung out in the kitchen, sitting on a counter no one was using.
"Tomatoes? Over here." he said, taking the cutting board and putting then into a bowl. He glanced at the pot and then at a few bags of chips. He then tossed one at T.K. "Go empty them out somewhere." he said.
"Like a bowl? Or outside in the garbade can?" she asked, getting off of the counter. She watched Tamani shake his head and roll his eyes. "Fine. I'll get a bowl."