Halcyon Halls

When: 8PM sharp!
Where: Outside Zephir and then...XD
Who: Braden and Cassandra
What: A date!
Rating: Smutastic for sure.

Braden had spent a fair amount of time researching human mating rituals to feel somewhat comfortable with this whole date idea. Television had played a large part in his "education" and any holes that needed to be filled were done so by the white box and something called Google. Though he had to admit that a lot of the information that came up was rather scandalous. Who knew that human females could put themselves in such interesting...positions? And with multiple partners! It really was mind-boggling when it came down to it but fortunately Braden was bright enough to know that situations like those were not normal by any stretch of the imagination. Though they were interesting to watch. For the sake of research purposes of course.

Having learned that the key to a successful date meant insuring that the female was happy, he took great care in finding out what he could about Cassandra. He discovered that she rather enjoyed something called Italian food and so he made arrangements for...well, she would find out soon enough, wouldn't she? A bit of extra time was spent trying to come up with something suitable to wear for the evening as well. Since he was trying to go about this the proper way, he felt that new human garments were in order and spent the afternoon shopping for such. Fortunately he found a suitable outfit that the saleswoman had approved of and he had to admit that these jean leggings were fairly comfortable. Who knew.

When it was time to escort his date to their destination, he grabbed the bouquet of flowers he had picked up and headed off for the Zephir house. A smile was flashed as he neared the designated meeting location and he gave a low bow once he stood before the lovely Cassandra. "For you my lady," he grinned as he stood and handed over the flowers. "Are you ready to embark?" There were certain elements of his date that needed to be seen to in a timely manner so they really did need to get a move on.

Who: Aramil, Kate, and likely Braden
Where: Archery Range
Why: Ego's this big need some deflating. Archery contest of course. Elves vs Humans
When: Monday Afternoon, after school

The werecreatures might be having their own anxiety attacks that week, but the elf had a style of his own. This was one of those moments that he lived for. To prove himself better than others. It was one reason why he was always hunting, and so often ‘stalked’ intelligent beings. They were always so much more fun to hunt.

So when a human of all creatures claimed to be as good if not better when it came to using a bow than an elf, that was more than his ego really could bear. An archery contest was just what the doctor ordered. Just the thought of what the foolish young human’s expression would look like was more than enough to keep the young elf amused for the entire day.

As he entered the archery range outside the school, Aramil removed the quiver he tended to wear while hunting, and let it rest against the ground at his feet. He then slipped his bow off his shoulder and ran his fingers along the drawstring, as he tested its hold. He then regarded the targets.

Once the others arrived, he pulled back on the string one last time before he let the bow relax in his hold. “Did you have any thoughts as to the rules? Hitting an unmoving large target does not seem to be quite a suitable test. I had a thought, but was not sure if you had one as well…”

Where: The kitchens
When: Dinner time
Who: Brayden and Kate

Brayden had been at the school for a whopping four days now and so far it wasn’t all that bad. His classes were interesting enough and his roommate was amusing if nothing else. The guy seemed to think himself a bit high and mighty but it wasn’t anything Bray hadn’t dealt with before. In fact it seemed like a lot of elves carried that confidence about them, himself included. So all in all he was settling in quite nicely. Well unless you took into consideration the whole computer thing. Yeah, he was still trying to figure out how typing wasn’t a complete waste of time.

Today he had decided that another go on those wretched machines was in order but decided to wait until after classes and after he helped himself to something to eat. He was a growing boy after all and the school’s chef was highly attractive so why not, right? Nothing better than a little eye candy with one’s dinner after all. Ahem.

Unfortunately said eye candy was no where to be seen when he arrived so he made due with pulling something out of the rather vast box of cold food. Not really knowing what half of the items in there were, he grabbed a couple of random containers and set about scooping the stuff out onto a plate. He was fairly certain that one of the piles was a salad made from potatoes but the other stuff he had no clue. That being said, he also wasn’t sure if it was supposed to be served hot or cold and since he didn’t know how to work the warmer thing, he settled on cold.

With a fork in had, he wandered on over to one of the tables and got to eating. Well now this was rather boring wasn’t it? Somebody needed to show up and keep the boy entertained.