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Who: Noah and Nat
When: EARLY Saturday morning
Where: House of Fire hallway.


It was way too god damn early. Or maybe it was too late. Noah wasn't entirely sure anymore. He did know that he had pretty much worn a path in the floor of his room with all his damn pacing. And why was he pacing? Because he was pretty sure he was in his first recorded all out fight with Nat. The kind where she didn't speak to him except to get angry at him or ask if he was ready to apologize. And the kind of fight where the gnomes really didn't make any appearances in his room.

It was seriously getting stanky up in there. Good thing Noah had spent more than half his life in a locker room. He was kind of used to the smell of feet. Actually kind of a familiar smell. Now that was kind of scary. Maybe he should just give in and pick up. You know with all that free pacing time he had on his hands.

As the clock worked its way around to 6am Noah didn't bother to clean.... instead he grabbed his ipod slid it into the strap for his arm and donned it, along with a sleeveless t-shirt and a pair of shorts. He needed to not be confined by these four walls. Needed to beat the last of the restless confused energy he had running through his system out through a good run. Like most runners, it usually helped him clear his mind. Though Noah wasn't sure that would help. He knew the problem. Knew... but wouldn't let himself do anything about it. Stupid. Stubborn. Oh did we mention stupid? Yep. He was being all of the above. But above all else he was just scared. Not something Noah liked to admit but it was the damn truth.

Fuck it. He was out. Noah threw open the door to his room and prepared to make short work of the guys wing of the House of Fire. The sound of a door opening behind him gave him pause and enough time to swing his head around.

What. The. Fuck.

"Nat?"

Who: James and Natalia
When: Tuesday Evening
Where: Natalia's room
What: James decides that it's time to man up and face things instead of being off in hiding and avoiding the demons from his past at all cost, no pun intended.

James had been thinking about this for a while now, probably due mostly to time spent with Cassandra. She was such a sweet girl in spite of the trouble behind her eyes and even though she had never come out and said anything about this situation, as he hadn't ever really talked to her about it, he could guess what her take on it would have been. Make amends, as best as you could, and go from there. The main problem was that he had no idea how to even begin it and every time he thought about trying, he drew a blank.

And that, along with residual feelings, was the reason why he had shut down every effort, though they were limited, that she had made. But was she even the one that should be making an effort to begin with? That was the question really, wasn't it? And he had to admit that if he were honest with himself, that the answer to that question was no. What she had done, although hurtful, had been the right thing to do all things considered. And if anyone were in the wrong, it was essentially him, regardless of everything else that he had been told, that he believed.

It was all of those thoughts, all of those conversations with himself inside of his head, that had brought him here today. It was late, and he had been waiting for a while, sitting on the hard wood floor outside of her door. He wasn't sure when she would show up. He wasn't even sure that she would be alone. But he hoped that she would be, otherwise he'd look like a complete and utter fool rather than just a small bit of one. He leaned his head back against the wall and closed his eyes. Another hour, and he would give up and try again some other time.

Who: Natalia and Kim
When: Monday afternoon
Where: House of Fire, Natalia's room
What: Kim's moving in

Kim had been at Halcyon for over a month now but she hadn’t gotten around to completely unpacking all her stuff. It was a bad habit she had. She never completely unpacked all her stuff when she was living with the Walshes or even when she moved into the studio apartment she shared with her best friend Lauren for a semester. Maybe it was out of laziness or maybe it was because she knew she wouldn’t be staying in one place for long.. Who knows. Right now, she’d just blame it on laziness.

In this case, it was a good thing she hadn’t unpacked everything because it made moving into her new room a lot easier. Kim first met Natalia during one of their Inner Beast Control classes but it wasn’t until she invited her to go shopping that they got to know each other better. Natalia was really spunky and easy to get along with so when she suggested that they room together, Kim agreed.

All the stuff in Kim’s old room was packed back up, ready to be moved over to Natalia’s. She figured since Natalia had been there a little longer than she had, it would be easier to just move into her room. Besides, the whole half unpacked thing helped too. Luckily, her new room was only two doors down from her old one so she wouldn’t have to move her stuff too far. Grabbing her large rolling suitcase and a duffel bag from her bed, she made her way out into the hallway and to her new room. She stopped in front of it and knocked on the door, hoping Natalia was home because she didn’t have a key to the room yet.

When: Evening
Where: House of Fire common room
Who: Nat, Noah and James
What: Dun, dun, DUN

So far, the week had been shaping up rather nicely. Sure it was only Tuesday but she had a new roommate who was awesome and so far the homework load was looking pretty light. Add onto both of those things that the weather was being pretty amazing and it had the makings to be a great week. Oh, and of course there was always the potential for a spontaneous date with her favorite southern beau, which just made things that much better. Great week indeed!

As soon as classes had ended, Natalia had run back to her room to grab her board and hit the beach for a while to grab some really sweet waves. There were no words to describe how good she was feeling after she had gotten back and grabbed a quick shower. Hell, there might have even been a bounce in her step as she pulled on some jeans and one of the shirts she had swiped out of Noah’s drawer over the weekend. What? The laundry gnomes had needed to get in there and take care of his dirty clothes and…yeah, she just took it because it looked comfortable, sue her.

Once her hair had been combed and dried, she grabbed a couple of magazines and headed for the kitchen. Rather than getting something complex and eating it there, she grabbed a sandwich and some fruit and headed back to her house’s common room. There was just something about the big picture window there that made her want curl up in one of the armchairs and veg out. That and maybe it gave her a good opportunity to people watch, but that was completely secondary.

With a magazine resting in her lap, a random surfing one, and her food on a table to her right, she got down to business and proceeded to veg. Idly she flipped through the pages as she popped a chunk of fruit or a piece of her sandwich into her mouth and she had been so caught up with reading one of the articles that she had almost missed a familiar scent enter the room. “Hola mijo.”

Who: Nat and Noah
When: Late evening
Where: Nat's room

Natalia really didn't remember much about her first full moon but she was almost positive that she hadn't felt like she was about to go stir crazy. Granted it probably had something to do with not knowing what was coming but still. Her nerves had been a wreck all week and they only seemed to get worse the closer she got to the big day. In class she found herself fidgeting and fighting to keep herself sitting still. Any knowing or concerned looks from Noah were waved off with a smile but there were a couple of points throughout the day where she thought she was going to lose it. Like she would just snap and start bouncing off the walls or something. Which is exactly why she had hit the beach as soon as classes were over. Too bad it didn't help.

After dinner, she decided that her best bet was to lock herself in her room and try to beat this thing. The web was surfed for a while but that didn't help. Next was some mind-numbing teen dramas on the television but again, didn't help. Another shower was taken, first hot and then cold, but again, didn't help. So really there was only one thing left to do. Since she felt like something was trying to crawl out of her skin, it was decided that less was more when it came to the pajama choice for the evening. Some blue booty shorts and a tank were chosen once she was dried off and as soon as her hair had been managed, she pulled out her yoga mat and got to centering.

It really took everything in her to focus on the words and soft music that were currently coming out of her stereo but it seemed to be paying off. Her body felt a little less tense as she went through the paces and her mind began to set itself at ease. Currently she was in the ever popular Downward-facing Dog position and gearing up for her next move. Just as she was extending her leg and assuming the Side Plank pose, there was a knock on the door and her best friend was crossing the threshold. "Oi mijo, what are you doing here?" she asked as she struggled to maintain her balance. "Uno momento por favor."

The pose was held for as long as the CD had instructed and rather than moving on, she pulled herself out of it and got to her feet. "What's up?"

Who: Noah and Nat
Where: Boys Bathroom - House of Fire
When: Monday Evening


Noah knew Nat pretty well. At least he thought he did. And part of knowing her well was knowing that she loved more than anything to tease him. She was damn good at too, and if Noah wanted to be honest about it all he didn't mind the teasing so much because well... it was Nat and really how could you not like her teasing you? Even if you took away the packaging which Noah tried to do... no matter how hard that was to do. He knew enough about her to know there had been a time when she wouldn't have acted that way with him or with anyone else and to know that it was gone now.... meant a hell of a lot to him.

Even if it came at his expense. At least there had been no naked tub baby pictures. Small favors.

He really did need to take the shower that he'd said as means of avoiding any of the famous Natalia pouts. He had worked out earlier gone for a long run and found his way to the weight room. For whatever reason he felt the need to keep up his conditioning even if it didn't matter like it once had. Old habits die hard and all... and well maybe Noah just wasn't ready to accept that his dream was completel gone just yet. Yes, denial was fun.

Noah had grabbed the shower caddy that had been familiar since the first day he entered college, it had the minimum amount of shit inside. Just the usual shampoo/conditioner in one because who needed to waste time with two? Soap and some loofah thing his mom had given him for christmas. Whatever, it worked. Towel was thrown over his shoulders and flip flops on he headed out to the bathroom. Room was empty when he got there like Nat was actually going to show up. Like going any place either of them would be naked was a good thing for either of them.

Uh... not like they were anything other than friends. That one time had been entirely due to way too much tequila. They'd decided that a long time ago and by decided he meant never ever talked about it again.

Water was cranked up nice and hot. Perk of being a were he'd found out, extra warm showers were doable and even more enjoyable. His gym shorts, boxers and wife beater were slopped onto the bench outside the showers, towel hung on the hook outside the curtained shower. Last but not least he stepped inside and let the water rain down on him. Any thought that Nat was actually going to show up just to spite him... gone.