The boys Rikard Rasmussen, Mikhail Vrubel, and Stelian Lupescu share this one large room. Rikard, Mikhail and Stelian known to Rik as "Stik" are in differing houses, Rik and Mik are in Boyanova while Stik is rightly placed in Nikelkaj. Had the odd trio not been in the very same year it could make one begin to ponder why they would room together in triples. Let alone how they would come to be friends.
Trying to get her colors in check on the way to the boys room, she checks that her red hair isn't too bright, like Rik. She checks a little mirror to be sure her eyes aren't too dark, like Mik. She is dressed a little nice but she wanted to look pretty like family, she had to dress nicer to pull that off. She knocked on the door, then turned away from it hoping no one would answer.
Mik VrubelBoyanova -Fifth Year Adventurer – 05:01, April 17, 2014 (UTC)
Mik opened the door looking rather worn down and tired. He yawned. "Yeah?" He asked, before realizing who it was. His eyes widened, and he started fixing his hair. "Lucia. Hi. I was not expecting a girl. Sorry."
"Hi Mik." She pointed, and laughed at him fixing his hair. "Did I wake you? I can come back a little later or something." She tried to look around him.
Mik VrubelBoyanova -Fifth Year Adventurer – 05:05, April 17, 2014 (UTC)
He laughed a little. "It's fine. I was studying. That crazy old Divination teacher is becoming a quick pain in the ass. Come in." He said, leaving the door open for her as he went to go tidy up- putting away his books and everything, kicking some dirty clothes under the bed...
"Divination is a crazy subject itself. I mean if you think about it. Yeah, she is a bit off though I guess." She laughed, a little sad that he thought her level of crazy was a pain. "When was the last time you talked to Kat?"
Mik VrubelBoyanova -Fifth Year Adventurer – 05:10, April 17, 2014 (UTC)
He stopped to think. "Uh. A few days ago. Right before she left to go look at your house thing." He said, shrugging. "Why?"
She started to laugh, really laugh hard. Hearing the last thing he said made her sad, really sad. To the point of tears in a moment her face was unnaturally disgustingly saggy. "Why wold say that? I have a brain. I know that! I might call her my sister. She is actually yours. Not mine."
Mik VrubelBoyanova -Fifth Year Adventurer – 05:28, April 17, 2014 (UTC)
Mik frowned. "Aww, Loosh, I was joking! She loves us both equally, You and Shannon are like her sisters." He said, looking sad. He didn't mean to upset her. "I'm sorry."
"You don't have to say you're sorry when you're telling the truth. Just don't sugar coat it." Trying to pull it back, even physically pulling back the flaps of her face she can feel hanging, she turns away because she is sure it looks gross. "You've been there for her all your life. She only known me, and Shan a few years. She couldn't love us equally, even if she wanted to."
Mik VrubelBoyanova -Fifth Year Adventurer – 05:37, April 17, 2014 (UTC)
"Being there all her life? So was my mother, and she isn't family. " He said, going to go to hug her. "Family is who you love, people who'd you protect before you protect yourself, and people who you respect and care for- and you're family to her..." He said, before pulling back and squeezing one of the flaps. "You look adorably silly." He added with a smile.
The hugging from someone outside the Circle of Trust was weird, but it was Mik and she secretly liked it. She hugged him back, then reached for the flap he squeezed. "Is that still there?!?" She squeaked trying force the flap away. "Your mom not being family, that is just how the two of you look at her. El-O. Elmo and Oria are not my parents, they are not even related to me."
Mik VrubelBoyanova -Fifth Year Adventurer – 05:49, April 17, 2014 (UTC)
He chuckled. "It was still there, and I thought it was..." He stopped himself, and cleared his throat. "Elmo and Oria. Did they take care of you, and love you, and raise you as parents should raise their daughter?" He asked, expecting hte answer to be positive. "Then they're family. Whether they are related or not. Our mother, on the other hand, treated us more like pests, and would rather ruing somebody's life than to spend time with us."
She looked at him still holding her face, forcing the sad flaps into place. "But ... she is your mom, and even though she wasn't the best one ever. She is still, always will be yours. Don't you get what that means? You get to look at her. You know exactly where you come from. You get to look at her. You can see what you don't want to be in the future. I can't do that. I thought I was a Muggle, then I thought I was Muggle-born. For now I am a Half-Blood. Who knows what I will be when I learn more about myself? I might not even be Italian."
Mik VrubelBoyanova -Fifth Year Adventurer – 06:04, April 17, 2014 (UTC)
"OK... How can I put this in the best way possible.... Who cares? You're whoever you want to be. Your biological parents didn't raise you into the girl you are today. You're Italian because your family is. You're smart and beautiful because your parents raised you to be smart and beautiful. Whoever you came from? They don't matter. Not one bit. Your family does. Kat does. Shannon does, and so does your group. Existential debation doesn't help that fact." He said, then sighed. "I sound way too cheesy don't I?"
"Yes. No. Sort of. A little bit. I don't know." She shrugged giggling. "It was the kind of thing people want to hear. The kind of thing I like to hear but its just like you said. Who cares? I am who ever I want to be all the time. Ok, Mister Fancy words. Existential debation is how I started making all framily I have. If I didn't think about this stuff along time ago, I wouldn't be here right now. Whether I knew you thought I was beautiful or not." She teased.
Mik VrubelBoyanova -Fifth Year Adventurer – 06:17, April 17, 2014 (UTC)
"What?" He said, his hand going to hte back of his neck. "I don't think you- Well, you are... I mean, of course... But.... Oatmeal cookie?" He said, smiling sheepishly as he got one that was laying on his nightstand.
She would show him exactly what he looked like, morphing into him, and putting his hand on the back of his neck awkwardly, before changing back to laugh. "Are you being shy? That is so cute Mik. You shouldn't have done that though. Seriously." She pointed to the his cookie. "I am going to call you Cookie now. Or Oatie." She stuck out her tongue.
Rikard RasmussenBoyanova, 6th Year • Denmark -"I intend to live forever - so far so good." – 06:28, April 17, 2014 (UTC)
Rik stepped in, doing a quick scan of the room and his eyes widen. "Okay, so you're keeping cookies on the nightstand, shoving things under the bed... Stik is going to kill you." he says, very seriously before a smile starts to form on his face. "Fantastic. Dibs on getting to deliver your eulogy." He sets down his camera on his bed and sees Loosh in the room. "Oh, hi! Didn't see you there, not that you're not noticeable or anything you're very noticeable because you're a great person and I'm going to shut up now."
Mik VrubelBoyanova -Fifth Year Adventurer – 06:32, April 17, 2014 (UTC)
"Steli can put a sock in it." He muttered, laughing a little. "Loosh, you've met Rik?"
"Only ish Oatie. I don't even think he knows that name." She turns to Rik with a mixture of giggles at his having noticed her and calling Mik Oatie. "You don't know me but I know you. Hi Rik, I'm Lucia."
Rikard RasmussenBoyanova, 6th Year • Denmark -"I intend to live forever - so far so good." – 06:42, April 17, 2014 (UTC)
"Lucia. Feminine form of Lucius, Latin for light. It's fitting. You seem very bright." He smiles at her kind of awkwardly, knowing that his love for name etymologies is a little bit dorky. "It's very nice to meet you. No, not just nice, it's wonderful. I'm Rik." He stops and curses mentally. "Then again, you just said that you know that. Oops."
Mik VrubelBoyanova -Fifth Year Adventurer – 06:44, April 17, 2014 (UTC)
"He's sort of a dork. Adorkable." He said, shrugging. "And he really likes etymology. Quick, Rik, tell her mine." He said with a grin.
"He's not a dork at all. I don't think so. I think the etymology thing is adorable. So? What does Mikhail mean?"
Rikard RasmussenBoyanova, 6th Year • Denmark -"I intend to live forever - so far so good." – 06:51, April 17, 2014 (UTC)
"God-like." he says, "I beg to differ. Despite all the talk of how 'adorable' I am, soon I'll be the supreme overlord of earth. I'll have a cat and a chair that spins around and everything and a giant throne that's different from my swivelly chair." he says, jokingly. "How'd you two meet?"
Mik VrubelBoyanova -Fifth Year Adventurer – 06:53, April 17, 2014 (UTC)
"Are you sure he's not a dork?" He asked, moving to sit on his bed. "She's Kat's roomate." he answered Rik, eating another cookie.
"He's not a dork." She looks from Mik to Rik. "Too bad you were joking. Being the Supreme Overlord of Earth would be awesome, with the cat and chair and everything. Who doesn't like a swivel chair. By the way I am not Kat's roommate. He is the brother of Kat, one of my Soulbuddies. So. Yeah."
Rikard RasmussenBoyanova, 6th Year • Denmark -"I intend to live forever - so far so good." – 07:00, April 17, 2014 (UTC)
"Oh!" he exclaims, "Makes sense. Kateryna's wonderful, so by default you are wonderful too."
Mik VrubelBoyanova -Fifth Year Adventurer – 07:04, April 17, 2014 (UTC)
mik smirked. "He has a huge crush on Kat." He adds, giving Rik a teasing smirk.
"Shut up!" She giggles turning her attention from Mik to Rik. "Is he just making fun of you? If you know her then you know it is exactly like you like you said. Kateryna is wonderful, so by default you are wonderful too. You can be wonderful together!" She grinned.
Rikard RasmussenBoyanova, 6th Year • Denmark -"I intend to live forever - so far so good." – 07:11, April 17, 2014 (UTC)
"I don't have a crush on her." he says, rolling his eyes. "We even talked about it! The relationship between us is nothing but platonic platonicness. But yeah, she's wonderful and her name is just as wonderful. Kateryna. Now isn't that amazing?"
Mik VrubelBoyanova -Fifth Year Adventurer – 07:15, April 17, 2014 (UTC)
Mik laughed. "He loves her name and everything! Isn't it adorable?"
"If he didn't say that last part before the first part. You said it backwards Rik. What is amazing is that you think your relationship is platonic platonicness. I like that, and I am going to use it but... I hope that you both get to be more than that."
Rikard RasmussenBoyanova, 6th Year • Denmark -"I intend to live forever - so far so good." – 07:24, April 17, 2014 (UTC)
"If we ever 'become more than that' I'll owe you ten krone." he offers, "And I'm talking to Lucia, not you, Mik."
Mik VrubelBoyanova -Fifth Year Adventurer – 07:27, April 17, 2014 (UTC)
"Let me go cry over the two and a half full vaults at the bank that my mother owns. Thanks." He said pointedly. He smiled at Lucia. "Hey, I hate my mother, but I love her money."
She looks at Mik, and shakes her head with mocking disapproval. "You're not the only one. I don't see anything wrong with money. It is a pretty important necessity in life. If if you know to use it wisely." She looks at Rik, and points a finger at him. "Krone is the currency in five different countries I know of. Which one were you talking about?"
Rikard RasmussenBoyanova, 6th Year • Denmark -"I intend to live forever - so far so good." – 07:37, April 17, 2014 (UTC)
"Denmark." he says, "Ten of whatever your currency is, then. Where are you from?"
Mik VrubelBoyanova -Fifth Year Adventurer – 07:39, April 17, 2014 (UTC)
Mik's nose crinkled. "Professor Holt's from Denmark. I dislike her."
"With how much you say that, I'd think you love her." She gives Mik a look bothered by the remark about Holt, again. She looks back at Rik to answer his question. "Italy. Your krone is my Euro..." Performing a feat of magic she waves her hands in air splaying her fingers in front of her face, then she reaches behind her right ear to show them her Kute token. "I prefer Lira." She closes it in her fist, makes it disappear then giggles enthused that she actually pulled off the trick.
Rikard RasmussenBoyanova, 6th Year • Denmark -"I intend to live forever - so far so good." – 03:54, April 19, 2014 (UTC)
"Interesting. Lira's always had a nicer ring to it, don't you think? Lira, lira, lira, lira. Euro though, it sounds weird." he smiles, "Nice magic trick."
"Thanks. That trick never usually works right. I always fumble with my Lira. It does have a nicer ring to it, and the conversion rate is higher. So, I'm glad you're both here. My framily is throwing a little house warming party. I wanted to invite the both of you .... If you wanted to come. And Mik? Kat said you know a band."