Logs:New roommates

New roommates
"Yeah, heard they were sendin somebody else on up."
Dramatis Personae Tomas Ferris (Old), Beau
In Absentia	2020-10-19 '
Location <XS> boys dorm
Beauregard's room sits quiet this evening, dark except for what light creeps in from the open window. His half of the room is spartan, the only furnishings being a heavy looking chest of drawers and a full sized bed. The room would almost look unlived in if it weren't for the several pair of shoes at the foot of the half made bed. Tomas had on a pair of cargo pants boots and a t-shirt, still dressed in his day to day outfit from the school day. Tomas packed up the last of his things making a mental note of his belongings. He taped his fingers together as he zipped up his rolling suitcase and closed the door. He pulled out his phone and looked thru it before finding his new room assignment, once he found it he tossed his back pack, and satchel bag on. And pulled his brief case in one hand and a box of random losse items under his other arm. He timidly approached the door of his new room, setting down the box and case and checking the room number again he nodded and lightly knocked. There's no answer at first. After several long minutes there's a clambering noise from the other side of the door and some muffled swearing. Eventually the door pulls open with Beau looming on the other side. The massive teen is dressed in his Xavier's sweats, his beard and hair disheveled from squeezing through the window. "Howdy howdy, 'm Beau. You must be Tomas, yeah? C'mon in and make yerself at home." He offers a warm but somewhat uncomfortable smile. A few months ago Tomas may of been surprised at the sight of the tall muscular bearded teen, but not anymore, I mean his last roommate was part frog, and in hindsight probably not amish but that was here nor there, he enjoyed all the interesting people that lived in the school. He had stared off in the several minutes before his knock and the answer, thinking about his day and still reviewing in his head to make sure he packed everything and such. As the door opened it jerked him out of his daydream, causing the light above him to flicker a bit. He nodded and gave a sheepish wave before grabbing his things and carrying them into empty half of the room, he set the backpack and satchel on the bed and the suitcase at the foot, still holding the box for a few moments before setting it on the bed. He stood by the bed awkwardly shuffling his feet. He pulled out his phone and typed the phone dictated: " YES I AM TOMAS, AND I AM YOUR ROOMMATE, IT IS GOOD TO MEET YOU" "Yeah, heard they were sendin somebody else on up." Beau walks over and takes a seat on the edge of his bed, kicking his shoes off and lining them up with the others. "Usually I'm outside, but that'll probably change before too long here on account ah all the damn snow we'll be gettin. We should get along fine, I ain't too picky about things, long as you keep your side clean anyways." Tomas sits down on the side of his bed, and loosens his boots a bit, still having a nervous posture. He nods as he sorts thru his satchel bag and pulls out a water bottle and a small container of salt, he mixes the salt into his water and takes a drink. He then pulls out his phone and types: " YEA I AM PRETTY METICULOUS, SO I WILL DEFINITELY STAY ON MY SIDE" he makes a slicing gesture across the half way point and softly grins. He sits for a moment fidgeting with his hands the light above him flickering a bit, before typing more: " SO WHAT DO YOU LIKE DOING BESIDES GOING OUTSIDE? YOU DO ANYTHING PARTICULAR OUTSIDE? I LIKE WALKING AROUND TGE GROUNDS OR AROUND SALEM CENTER ON THE WEEKEND, THERE IS A NICE PARK THERE. " Beau furrows his brows and sighs softly as he thinks, "Well, back home I did a lot of huntin' and offroadin', but there ain't much of that out here. Least not at the school anyways. I'm just getting to the point where I don't accidentally smash shit, so I guess I don't really know what I like? Honestly I'm usually studyin. Not really sure if I'm gonna go to college or not after this." Tomas nods and types more: "THAT SOUNDS FUN, IVE NEVER BEEN HUNTING, BUT BACK IN COLORADO THERE ARE ALOT OF HIKING TRAILS AND ALSO THERE ARE LIKE FORESTS SO I BET HUNTING, AND MABYE OFF-ROAD TRACKS? IS THAT WHAT THEY ARE? TRACKS? ARENAS? STAGES?" he thinks for a moment and shakes his head. "OH COLLEGE YEA I DONT KNOW WHAT I AM GOING TO DO FOR THAT EITHER, BUT PROBABLY SOMETHING TO DO WITH ENGINEERING, GOTTA GET THIS FIGURED OUT FIRST" he points at the flickering light before getting up and touching the light switch, he doesn't flip it but rather he closes his eyes and lets out a soft breath and almost seems to pet the switch a bit, the light stops flickering and goes back to normal he nods. He then finished taking off his boots setting them besides his bed before sitting back down. "Depends really, can hit trails or just go wherever." Beau's gaze follows Tomas as he heads over to the switch. "Thinking about coppin' a forestry degree, but I ain't too sure." The large man sort of falls back onto his bed, the mattress squeaking in distress. "Might see about coming back and teaching here, who knows. " " OH FORESTRY DEGREE, WHAT DOES THAT ENTAIL? LIKE YOU LEARN BOTANY? OR ABOUT FOREST CREATURES?" Tomas types on his phone. As the two talk Tomas' posture relaxes and he takes off his hoodie and drapes it over his suitcase. "Bit ah both. Recordin the flora and fauna of an area, making what trees are safe ta take out, checking for disease and such, and general conservation." Beau motions around a bit with his hands as he speaks but he doesn't look back up yet. "A lot less people to deal with out there, and less of ah chance I accidentally fuck somethin up." Tomas nods and types more: " OH THATS GOOD , I AM NOT MUCH FOR NATURE, BUT I HAVE FOUND SINCE MY ABILITIES, POWERS, OR WHATEVER YOU WANT TO CALL THEM, HAVE CAME IN, THE OUTSIDE IS A NICE RESPITE FROM THE INSIDE. THE LIGHTS AND COMPUTERS, AND CELL PHONES, AND STUFF ARE VERY LOUD. BUT ITS GOOD TO KNOW WHICH TREES ARE BAD AND SICK, NATURE IS IMPORTANT. " "I'm not really much for bein' inside, especially after I started gettin' stronger." Beau runs his hand up into his beard and scratches at the curly mess of hair, finding a stray bit of straw and tossing it aside. "I'm not too sure honestly. Might see if the professor is needin' anymore help around here." Tomas' eyes light up a bit at the mention of the professor, the light above him also getting slightly brighter, he types: "OH THE PROFESSOR YEA I KEEP MEANING TO TALK WITH HIM, I HAVE QUESTIONS, OR SET A MEETING, OR LIKE IS THERE SOME WAY WE HAVE TO SCHEDULE A MEETING WITH HIM? IM SURE HES BUSY. BUT I GUESS HE CAN READ MY MIND SO MABYE IF I JUST THINK ABOUT IT? HOW DOES THAT WORK? LIKE DO YOU KNOW? LIKE IF WE WANNA TALK WIRH HIM ABOUT STUFF?" Tomas sits on the edge of the bed looking excited a big grin on his face. "You should be able to request it, but I'm not too sure on the specifics. Maybe try catchin' him after his class?" Beau sits up, placing his hands behind him for support. "He can probably hear what we're thinkin', I imagine. Don't like thinkin' about that too much though." Tomas nods as Baeu explains before typing more: " OH OKAY ILL DO THAT. AND IM ALWAYS THINKING ABOUT STUFF, HA HA. I BET THE PROFESSOR GETS A KICK OUT OF ALL THE RANDOM STUFF I THINK ABOUT. WHAT KINDA CLASSES YOU TAKING? YOU ARE A SENIOR RIGHT? YOU LIKE YOUR CLASSES?" "Oh boy. Finishin' up my AP courses mostly, that an' revolutionary writings." Beau jerks a thumb over to the bookshelf which is currently mainly home to course books and a handful of John Adams' writings. "Wanted to try my hand at fencin', but I couldn't get approved for that. Worried I might accidentally kill somebody. " Tomas nods and types more: " OH YEA THATS A GOOD IDEA, OH AND YEA IM IN AP MATH AT LEAST I WAS IN MY OLD SCHOOL, NOW IM JUST IN MATH, BUT A HIGHER MATH, I REALLY DONT KNOW. MABYE YOU COULD TRY FENCING BUT IN VR, THEN YOU WOULDNT BE AS BIG, AND IT IS LESS DANGEROUS" "Yeah, but I'd need hand tracking instead of ah controller. Have a habit of squeezin' too hard when I get excited. " Beau simply shrugs, "C'est la vie." "OH YEA YOU WOULD" Tomas shrugs then stares blankly for a moment before typing: "IS THAT FRENCH, I ONLY KNOW ENGLISH, AND LIKE SOME JAPANESE, BUT THATS JUST FROM ANIMES. IS YOUR NAME FRENCH? ARE YOU FRENCH?" "Er, it is, yeah. I ain't, ain't even from Louisiana." Beau suddenly looks uncomfortable, laying back down so he doesn't have to look at Tomas. "My dad's just racist. Guess he thought it would be funny ta name me after Confederate generals, Leonidas Polk and Pierre Gustav Toutant Beauregard. People ask questions when your name is Leonidas, so I just go by Beau." Tomas sighs and lays down on his bed as well, understanding not wanting to look at someone: "YEA FAMILY IS ODD SOMETIMES, IM SORRY ABOUT YOUR DAD. BUT THAT IS ADMIRABLE TO BE YOUR OWN PERSON AND BE ABOVE THAT YA KNOW?" "I reckon." Beau doesn't sound convinced though. His eyes unfocus as he stares towards the ceiling. "That's life. "