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Walker Emersen Yates (walker_yates) wrote in dalton_rpg,
@ 2011-03-25 00:47:00

Entry tags:

! thread, @ character: raphael nelson, @ character: walker yates, status: open

Open thread
Who: Walker and OPEN
What: Walker reporting to his father
Where: On a bench outside of Reid Hall
When: Friday after classes
Rating: SFW

Walker shuffled out of his last period class, making sure he had all of his belongings in his shoulder-bag before walking out into the schoolyard. The grass below him waved softly with the breeze, but Walker was taking no notice to any of these details. Right now the important thing he had on his mind was sending his father an e-mail. It was almost 3 P.M., and he had yet to type it up. Finding a bench, he quickly sat down and pulled a notebook out from his bag, flipping to the page where he drafted his e-mail during lunch. With much haste, his fingers were typing madly on his iPhone as he transposed the words from paper to technology.

Within minutes his e-mail was typed, revised, edited, and ready to be sent. As his thumb slid over that small “Send’ button in the corner of his screen, a small feeling of hesitation creeped up. Today had been a particularly bad day; he got an 89 on a project that was returned in class today. In his defense, his portion of the work was impeccable; it was his partner’s work that lowered his grade to the extent it was lowered. Father wouldn’t care, though. A bad grade is a bad grade, no exceptions. Erasing any feelings of doubt, Walker released his thumb and watched as his day was condensed into a small blue bar, slowly running across the screen until it diminished and was replaced with an affirmation of his e-mail’s voyage.

Nodding at his phone, he placd it down on the bench next to his bag before turning his head to the wind, hair blowing back as his eyes squinted into the breeze.

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rahrahraf
2011-03-25 07:31 am UTC (link)

Raf was glad to get out of his last period, especially since it was Algebra (insert dramatic shudder), and even more so because it was the last class until after spring break. He was almost bouncing as he walked back to Chopp, noting that everyone seemed to be in as good a mood as he was. Then his eyes fell on his fellow RA and he frowned. They weren't exactly best friends but Raf still found himself steering over in his direction.

"Hi Walker," he said cheerily, wondering if he should sit down or not. He still had stuff to do before he drove home that evening but it felt rude to say and then run off. "What are you doing?"

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walker_yates
2011-03-26 04:24 am UTC (link)

Walker turned his head to see who was addressing him, his face unchanging as he saw it was Raf. He spent almost two years with the other boy, and yet he still wasn't quite sure where they stood. But no matter what sort of relationship they had, it was friendly to say the least.

Walker shifted over, in case Raphael decided to sit. "Hello," Walker greeted the other boy. "I'm just sitting here, enjoying the weather outside. And yourself?"

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	rahrahraf 2011-03-29 06:44 am UTC (link)
	"Yeah, much the same," Raf said, taking the opportunity to sit. "Kind of annoyed that they scheduled Regionals this week so I can't go home before we leave on Monday but I'll live. So are you excited for Saturday? Think we've got this in the bag?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	walker_yates 2011-04-29 12:29 am UTC (link)
	Pointless small talk. Still, might as well be amiable. "If everybody on the team works as hard as they have been in the practices, I believe we have a very high chance of success." (Reply to this) (Parent)