all her signals are getting lost in the ether ( open! );;

[subroutines]

who; pidge + anyone! everyone? anyone
what; settling in / getting used to things / yadda yadda
when; the last bit of july
where; probably literally anywhere on campus
why; jk, i think i'm funny

checking out the new nest; ( hanging out in aube )

( she doesn't have a lot of things to bring with her — that's kind of what happens when you run away from home with little more than the clothes on your back and some supplies, to be sure — but she's finally thinking she's going in the right direction she needs to be in to be able to find her missing family members.

which is something she can't think about, not right this second, because she'll end up getting emotional and one cannot get emotional when moving into a new dorm. it doesn't make for a good first impression, we tell you what.

but here she is, checking things out; there are a few things she's brought with her, some family mementos she wouldn't have been able to leave behind just because she knew she wouldn't be seeing home again anytime soon — clothes, maybe some comic books or something for the sake of keeping ties with those old-nerd roots, and honestly anyone passing by her open door ( how long will it actually be open? we just don't know ) is welcome to pop in and say hello, because why wouldn't you, when you've got a new student moving in?

just don't be surprised if you catch her off-guard. she has a tendency to live in her own little world and startles easily. be prepared. )

take a look, it's in a book; ( and now, the library )

If I were books on the Outlands … where would I be … ( what? no. she isn't talking to herself. she never talks to herself.

except for when she's working tinkering with something. or working from point a to point b in a problem-solving way. o just generally trying to gather her thoughts in order to make them make sense.

so maybe she's talking to herself. don't hate, don't judge. moving right along.

she's found herself with some free time since she'd gotten herself settled in her dorm, and has taken to wandering the campus in order to better get her bearings; of course the first place she would think to go is the library, and anyone that thinks to watch this very small individual moving through rows of books will notice that she's steadily creating a pile larger than she is tall, which would be alarming if not for the fact she's used to that sort of thing, and has adapted an incredible sense of balance.

and it isn't long after that she's found a place to hole up, surrounded by books open to various pages, going back and forth and back again between them all — stopping every once in a while to jot down some notes, maybe chew on the end of a pen, that's entirely normal — which, again, means she's ripe for pestering.

everyone enjoys being interrupted while attempting to do research, you know. )

wildcard! ( just what it says on the tin )

( have something else in mind? she's literally wandering around campus and can be caught anywhere you'd like, or if you'd like to plot something more specific please feel free to poke me over at problematic. i'm easy! and i like plotting things. c: )

Comments

he's trying to Impress

[thegoofball]

[A brow raises in return.]

Uh, yeah, you can. People have been going there all summer.

[He shrugs his shoulders. Last time he went to the Outlands he was completely unprepared but he found a cool, magical robot lion. They have a connection.]

But I guess if you're scared, you could always wait for one of the field trips the professors do.

that's adorable .....

[subroutines]

I'm not scared. ( she shoots back automatically, indignantly because excuse you? presumptuous much? ) I just … want to be prepared, I guess. ( her gaze drops, eyes trained on one of the pages in front of her but not actually seeing the words.

look, she just doesn't want to flub a rescue mission, all right? what use is she if she gets herself lost or incapacitated in the meantime? ) For like. Anything. ( and she picks her gaze back up. )

What's it like?

[thegoofball]

[Sounds like something someone who's scared would say.] Riiiight.

[He has no idea why she wants to go to the Outlands so bad, but it's none of his business.

He shrugs, flippant.]

Filled with awful, horrible monsters the size of a building that want to destroy everything in their past.

[He would not recommend.]

[subroutines]

( you shut your mouth lancey lance.

not that she would ever call you that.

in any situation.

but narration will until they're blue in the face.

he shrugs, and she puffs up like some small thing trying to make itself look bigger and more intimidating — and let's be real, here, she does that fairly often — indignant over that air of flippancy. ) Don't you riiiiight me. ( you don't even know her!

but.

hold up wait a minute. ) The size of a building?

( you have her attention. )