A slave to the streets (streetslave) wrote in halcyon_houses, @ 2008-03-23 11:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | jasper, micah |
Week Six: Wednesday
When: Afternoon
Where: Their room
Who: Jasper and Micah
Jasper had spent the weekend going over the information he had picked up from Janos. Really he was still confused on just who had put his name out there to so many schools. He’d asked a few teachers but so far no one was really admitting that they were the ones who had. It wasn’t that Jasper was angry for it he just didn’t understand the need. He’d never had any human schooling so why did they think he’d be able to sail smoothly through such advanced education? He had never seen the basics of what humans were taught or expected to know when arriving.
All the information that had been sent out was falsified; there was no other way for it to be done. Jasper had no past really, nothing legal that gave his name some sort of worth in human society. Yet somehow it had all been down and now he had packets of schools that said he could go to them. It was…confusing….and overwhelming. He could not deny that a part of him really wanted something more but…he had not entertained the thought of leaving because of Micah. He didn’t want to take Micah away from somewhere where he was happy. He deserved to be.
Jasper wasn’t really sure what to make of all of this.
All weekend he’d debated it. He spoke with nearly all of his teachers and spent a good deal of time talking with the librarian as well. Trying to understand the details of all of it. Everyone of them told him it was a great opportunity and he really should consider it. He always said thank you for their opinions but it still took him completely back that his grades had appealed to so many. Jasper wasn’t the sort that ran around thinking himself smart. He just loved to learn.
He had gone over it all with many that he trusted the opinions of but really the only opinion that mattered to him was Micah’s.
After classes Jasper went back to their room, waiting there for Micah to show. He wasn’t really sure when he would or if he even would for that matter but there was a good chance. Normally he dropped off some stuff before venturing out for the night. If anything Jasper could message him on the computers and see if he’d get it. For now he was okay with just waiting a bit though.
He was seated to his bed and all around him were various piles. Everything was of course in complete order and the piles were arranged by name and locations were written in dark ink to the bottom of the brochures. He had tabulated exactly how far they all were from where the island now was, even if he knew that the islands location shifted with time.
Of course small flags stuck out from the pages of the booklets as well, marking any fact about the school that had appealed to Jasper in some way or another. No he wouldn’t lie and say that they didn’t appeal to him at all or that he saw no point to going. But he was scared of it just as much as intrigued. Even if he didn’t know if he was going he had to pick the information apart…it was in his nature. He wanted to make sure he understood every last bit of it.
Sighing Jasper shifted on his bed, leaning against the near by window then as a cigarette was put to his lips and lit. He really didn’t know think right now.