something smelly this way comes (OPEN)

[littlestbastich]

Characters: Slo-bo and some poor, unfortunate soulsYOU!
Setting/Location: The south towers. Soemone's room. (YOURS??)
Date & Time: Day 2, any time you please!
Warnings: Terrifyin' abuse o'th'apostrophe
Summary: I'm sorry. Is this your room? Well, TOO BAD. (Slo-bo finds rooms, he kicks the door open, and he sits wherever he wishes and actual roomers

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[anmitsucherry]

Well. South towers? That's unfortunate. Maybe for Sakura, or maybe for the intruder who just kicked her door right open. For heaven's sake she'd only been in here less than five minutes and already someone was smashing in to say hello.

...Or take up space, it seemed. From the door slamming open however, she'd quite nearly fallen clean off the bed. At least instead of landing on her face she fell into a crouch, eyes wide and body tensed for some sort of attack.

"Excuse me! This is my room. If you'd be so kind as to get out." Standing up, unimpressive 15-year-old-girl's figure posed in an angry fold, hands on her hips. Normally she'd be more than willing to try and figure out what was going on, or even try and get the intruder back to their room. But the nerve of this guy!

[littlestbastich]

Oh. No wonder this room smelled a little different--someone was already occupying it. Oh, well. Slo-bo craned his head up, squinting with pupilless eyes at the human--oh great, a girl--standing just feet away.

He gave an unpleasant and drawn-out sniff; he saw things better with the smell nowadays, it seemed. At least she wasn't covered with that reek of...whatever it was his superhero-minded acquaintances tended to be prone to. Spandex? Kevlar? Whatever.

"S'kinda rude, innit?" he offered, utterly unphased by her exclamations. "I jus' got here."

[anmitsucherry]

There was a brief flash in her mind of herself bodily throwing him out of her room, maybe through the window, but no. She was better than that, wasn't she? Yes. And for the record, she wouldn't smell like spandex. Clean water maybe, and maybe just a smidge of some sort of natural disinfectant, but that was it.

...His eyes were definitely weirding her out. She was used to not seeing pupils on some people, but full sclera? That... she'd never actually seen in person. None the less.

"You barged into my room. It's rude. I could have been changing and if that were the case, you would be dead right now." She snapped.

[littlestbastich]

"Thatta fact?" A crude smirk drew itself across Slo-bo's face as he tilted his head, considering it. She was no Vanessa, so he probably wasn't missing out on much, but hey. He was a direct byproduct of one of the worst womanizers in the known universe--probably all universes. "Bet that makes me lucky, dunnit? Or unlucky?"