Rock Got No Reason [Open/Active]

[rockedrhythm]

Characters: Noah Morrison and other people
Time: The end of winter break
Location: School grounds, or a hallway, or something.
Content: New student whoop whoop
Format: Either's good
Warnings: Bluh bluh huge dick

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[mutedbackbeat]

Derrick had his reasons for wandering the school grounds lately. One of which was just trying to find some sense of normalcy after everything, not that he had gotten the chance to have something like that before break. Still, wandering the grounds gave him something to do.

He planned to do that until the cold finally got to him. That was, until he heard a beat that didn't have any hint of familiarity or the darker gloom that came from having fought or learning about zombies and kidnappings. It was different from the rest of the student body and staff. The melody also had a tone with the hintings of uncertainty, slightly lost.

Curious, Derrick went to locate its source and found... well, he assumed he was a student. Derrick hadn't seen him before, not that it meant much. Derrick was still rather new to the school.

"Looking for something?"

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There were enough people around for Morrison to not take any particular notice of the approaching tune. The call caught his attention, though, and he raised his eyebrow, grinning a bit at the kid a short distance away. His tune had that sort of low, uncertain beat of someone who was maybe more comfortable keeping out of focus. Now why would that be?

Thumbing the backpack strap on his shoulder, he lifted his chin in a reverse-nod. "Yeh. Any clue where they keep the admissions office? I need to set up an appointment."

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If he wanted to go to the admissions office, that meant he was a new student; Derrick had been right. Derrick remembered finding the office had been a little difficult for him when he first arrived... though he had been disoriented from students with music empathy and a love for band class deciding to surround him all at once. That had probably been the main reason for it... Not that he really regretted that it happened now... It was complicated.

Oh.

Did that mean Derrick was the first one this new student had met so far if he was still looking for admissions? ... At least Derrick knew where the office was now, and hopefully he'd be able to hide that he didn't know what he was supposed to be doing right now. He hadn't been lucky with first impressions... or social interactions in general.

Without his expression changing, he took a few steps and said, "Yeah, this way."

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He gave a bemused little grin as he listened to that tumbling flow of tunes through the kid's head. Discomfort mixed with satisfaction, that sort of faded sound of remembering something, before the jerk of returning to the present, and wary tones of more uncertainty. The guy was a veritable chorus of awkward. How cute.

"Thanks, man." He took up a stride alongside the student, just inside what he suspected might be the redhead's personal boundaries. "You been here a while, I take it? What's the place like? I only heard the rumors, hard to know how much you can really trust about a place like this."