Promised and delivered...

[arfled]

Who: YOU. I have invited you.
Where: 201 Franz Joseph (My & Yong Soo's dorm)
When: After the picnic; 6 p.m.ish until whenever in the morning.
What: Start-of-term party!
Can other people participate? That's the entire idea.
Summary: Yong Soo said it was cool. Talk to each other, and I'll be thread-hopping.

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[petr_slavik]

Looking around Petr frowns. How the hell did he get here? He has heard something about party. And because he wasn’t such a looser (or he thinks he is not). He looks around just to spot a familiar blonde Frenchman.
And not so short after it some German albino crashed in with… is that bottle of vodka? It is! Dark blonde teen looks closely on that red eyed man. Oh no. It’s that insane guy who was punching almost every freshman out there. With some luck and lots of hiding Petr manages to avoid him. But now it seems that he was in really nasty situation.
“As long as he don’t see me…” young teen mutters to himself and tries to hide away looking for somebody who will speak to him so the albino wont recognize him as a freshman.

[bloodyfullmoon]

Ivan always liked parties, especially ones that served vodka. So when he had noticed Gilbert, whom just so happened to be carrying a bottle to some second year student's party, he figured he might as well let himself in after taking the time to follow him there. It might be fun to meet some new people anyway, but first he needed to find that vodka.

As he wandered around the oddly crowded place, he soon spotted his target over by some boys, but when he made his way there, he bumped right into someone that seemed to be heading in the opposite direction. Upon closer look, the boy shared similar features as him, what with that dark blonde hair and that scarf around his neck. The vodka can wait, he just found something much more interesting to play with. "Ah. I'm sorry. You are alright, yes?"

[petr_slavik]

Petr looks up to see smiling man with dark blonde hair and long scarf. He wonders if he is all right in this heat. One glance behind tells him that this question can wait. He really doesn’t want to meet that German albino.

“Oh, I’m all right. And you?” he asks with hearable Czech accent. “It’s my fault to bump into you. I’m sorry. I wasn’t looking where I’m going.” He admits and apologies. He was holding his nervousnessin check.

“Uhm, can I ask you? Aren’t you hot?” Petr cannot hold his tongue. With real curiosity he stares at that long scarf wondering how can other male survive it in this for him unbearable heat.

[bloodyfullmoon]

Ivan noticed the boy glance behind him, as though he was trying to check to see if someone was following him. He couldn't tell who he was avoiding exactly, but he had a feeling Gilbert might be involved. Ever since he personally had a chance to get to hang around the German not so long ago, he knew quite well how much of a trouble maker he could be.

"I'm also alright," he answered in a light Russian accent. "Don't worry about it. I would like to know though why you are not focusing. Does it have to do with him?" He asked, pointing a finger over at Gilbert.

"Oh?" Ivan shook his head. "No, I'm not. I'm perfectly fine. Why do you ask?" Being so used to wearing his scarf all the time, even when naked, he rarely felt anything from it at all when it came to heat.

[petr_slavik]

“Oh, you are right. I don’t know what kind of show off wants to punch every freshman on the campus. Is he some kind of… uhm… how to say it nice. Person with some kind of personal problems that he needs to fight with everybody?” Czech male asks without hesitation. Those people really annoy him. Maybe if that strange German starts something he can punch him square in the face.

“Because I’m used to colder weather and I’m really hot now. And you are from Russia am I right? It must be really hot here for you.” Pert eyed him. How can he stand such a temperatures! He himself wears his shirt unbuttoned because it was so hot here that he cannot stand it.

“Do you know if there is something to drink besides that American beer? Because that thing doesn’t deserve to be called beer.” Young male frowns. Really Americans don’t know anything about good beer.

[bloodyfullmoon]

"Ah... I think so. He likes to be a big bully for some reason. I was able to get him to be a good boy for a while though. Bad children need a little discipline, and they will respect you." Ivan placed his hand on the male's shoulder and smiled, as if assuring him. "So just become strong against those big bullies, yes?"

He nodded his head a bit. "Yes I am, but Russia does have hot summers, believe it or not. Besides, I have a nice jacket I can take off if I feel too warm." He patted his chest with his other hand just to prove it, revealing that his jacket was in fact unbuttoned with a thin, white shirt underneath.

"Well the reason why I'm here is because of the vodka," he admitted, "So all we have to do is take it from its current owner, and we won't have to drin any of that icky American beer."

[petr_slavik]

“Bullies are just idiots who think that with violence you can solve anything. I hate them.” With that Petr glares at albino. “And don’t worry… I will give him hell if he tries something funny.” He says with light smile. Oh, who can forget years of kick-box training?

Russia and warm summers… it didn’t sound quite… believable to Petr but he shrugs it off and looks at albino.

“I think you won’t be able to get that vodka. He starts some drinking contest with that small blonde.” He points out and looks little bit disappointed.

[bloodyfullmoon]

"You are very correct. Bullies like that need to learn a lesson, yes? This placer does not need such bad children running around." Ivan giggled at the male. "I believe you when you say so." He was starting to like this funny boy, enough though he didn't know who he was exactly. "By the way, my name is Ivan. What is yours?"

He realized he was right about the vodka, and looked just as disappointed as he was. "Aw no. I guess I came here for nothing then." He thought about the situation, since he had no idea what to do now. "Should we ah... go out to find some ourselves?"

[petr_slavik]

This Russian seems odd. Not crazy or something like Francis and that Albino. But something was off here the way this strange fellow speaks and … everything. But he wasn’t bothering with that.
“Hm, my name is Petr Slavik. Nice to meet you.” He said with smile and held his hand out.

Petr thinks about his offer. Going out means be away from that strange albino. “Sure. That will be great!”

[bloodyfullmoon]

Ivan eagerly grabbed his hand and shook it. "Nice to meet you too! We can be good friends now, yes?" He figured this Petr would be a nice new addition to his growing group of friends. Sure he talked a little funny, but then again everyone sounded different. Hopefully he wasn't so shy as the last one.

"Yay! Let us go then quickly!" He kept his hold on Petr's hand, and started to make his way out of the party. The sooner they found some vodka, the better.

[petr_slavik]

“E, I hope so?” Was Petr´s unsure answer. Really what was this man? He was acting like 5 years old. Smaller male bites his lips to not too say this to older male. He will surely end in trouble as usual.

It surprise him that he hadn’t let go of him and drags him somewhere. Petr freaks out a little bit. “Hey, let go!” He yelps with jerk.
He tries to slow down his new friend. He really didn’t like when others touch him for long amount of time. It brings back bad memories. He was happiest when he chose how long others will touch him. But this was really… unpleasant.

“I can go on my own, you know.” Petr whispers embarrassed.

[bloodyfullmoon]

Being completely obvious to how uncomfortable Petr might be feeling, he kept his grip on the boy's hand. "But if I let go, you might get lost in this big crowd. I do not want my new friend getting lost."

Ivan had a large, big-boned body, so trying to slow him down was like trying to slow down a bear. Not to mention he could easily break his hand at any time, on purpose or not. After navigating a short while through the crowd, he was finally able to find the door to leave.

"I know, silly. It is more fun to travel with company, yes?" He asked with his hand still holding his.

[petr_slavik]

Petr was really tempted to roll his eyes, but his discomfort was even bigger. “That is true. But how can get lost with you in front of me?” He asks with frown. Yes, how can somebody lost sight of that giant Russian?

He looked at his hand, which was held by his… friend? So why was he feeling like a hostage? But he didn’t dare to do something drastic. He knows his limits to well and he really didn’t wish to get expelled on his first day for the same reason he was expelled last time.

“Sure. But do you know where to find vodka?” He asks to get his attention. Maybe if he knows where they will go he will be able to run from that place and hides somewhere.

[bloodyfullmoon]

Ivan shrugged his shoulders slightly. He knew he was right, but he didn't want to take the risk. It was easy for him to lose friends, in more ways than one. "You can never be too careful, yes? There's a lot of ways you can get lost."

Once they were out in the hall, he looked around, unsure where to go. At first he was left there standing confused for a moment until Petr got his attention. "Hm? Oh right. I was kind of hoping you knew a place we could go to," he confessed, his cheeks turning a light pink.

[petr_slavik]

“Uhm… maybe?” Petr was unsure what to say. He really doesn’t know what to think about this strange man. What does he want with him?

“You are asking me? Hello, I’m underage here.” He tells him with blank stare and emphasis on HERE. How he wish that he was at home and was drinking with his friends.
“How should I know where to get vodka? You are here the older one.” Ok, that sounded childishly.

[bloodyfullmoon]

"Underage? You're never too young to drink vodka," he said, slightly confused. He was used to drinking vodka ever since he was a little boy, so the thought of being not old enough never passed his mind. "We can always go back to my dorm. I keep a spare bottle in my room for when company arrives."

He had a odd feeling Petr might refuse, since they just met and all, but he couldn't help but propose the offer. "My dorm is in the Jeanne D'Arc building. Is your room also there?"