{❅} —— p o w d e r // full

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age ;; nineteen
skills ;; slopestyle, halfpipe
crush ;; skyler's pretty
location ;; the lobby
mood ;; sleepy

tagged ;; maureen, mars, sky


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xxxxx"the pleasure's all mine, maureen." he offered her a warm smile, it only seemed appropriate. he glanced over to the side, and noticed a chair to sit in. he plopped down very carelessly, and then gestured to the seat across from him for maureen to take. it had been at least five minutes since he got off the bus, and he was already longing for a seat to sit in. now that he had found one, he was content.
xxxxxhe allowed his eyes to graze over the girl's features. she had a very distinctive, lovely face. her eyes were fierce, but her lips timid. she was a good looking girl, but that wasn't why roussel flocked to her after leaving spencer in the dust. the second when she said that her friends weren't here made it obvious why he was here. he wasn't treating her like some charity case, he genuinely wanted to be her friend. "well that's a shame. that you're friends aren't here, not that you participated in local competitions. I wish there were local competitions back where I live. sadly, it's as flat as any big city."
xxxxx"ah, an american. is this your first time up here?" he looked at her with a raised eyebrow, and then put his hand on his chest. "I'm from montreal, canada. aka the city so far from here, it's almost like it's part of a different country." he nodded slowly. "never been to michigan before, didn't have a reason. is the snowboarding there good?" he had a lot of questions for the girl. roussel began to nod slightly. "one of them. see the one with the red hair? total pit viper." he pointed to margarette. "don't let her looks deceive you."
xxxxxhis voice faded as the instructors spoke. he had nothing to say, he just absorbed the information, and then turned his head back to maureen to finish their rather pleasant conversation. "I guess that's our cue to get the hell out of here." roussel laughed lightly as he slowly stood up.

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☼ ｔｈｅ ｓｕｎ ｗｉｌｌ ｓｈｉｎｅ ☼
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tagged [ felix ]
crush [ felix is a cutie ]
location [ lobby ]
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Kyla's smile disapeared simotaneously with his. The moment that happened, she knew he remembered. If he remembered, it would add almost two hundred steps to the simple five steps it took to befriend him. Basically, it would be a whole lot harder. Although, when he said a simple greeting, she thought maybe he was just a major introvert. He followed the greeting with the fact he remembered her. The small piece of info let her gaze drop to the table, macthin her heart which fell to the pit of her stomach. If you ever tried to befriend someone who you used to be enemies with, you know it is not a pretty feeling. Nothing was different in this situation. He kept talking, though, adding to the humiliation. Her face grew a furious shade of red and for a moment, she considered snapping at him again.
Instead, she carefully swallowed and slowly raised her gaze to meet his. She was sure her cheeks were still rosey, as if she just came off the mountain, but she attempted to use the confidence her parents instilled in her. You can't judge until you know the full story," she told him pointedly, her eyebrows raising slightly. I only acted like that becuase that was the day that a-," her explanation, which doubled as an apology in Kyla's mind, was interupted by a clear, yet static-y voice that enveloped the room. Kyla continued to observe Felix for a moment, her gaze travelling his face, before giving him an apolegetic look and turning away from him. Her eyes settled on a set of two.
Both were wearing similiar attire, but one looked like she had just been outside, probably on the mountains. The one with the snow tangled in her hair was speaking. Kyla took a reasonable guess that this was the orientation. As she got to the point of teams, Kyla felt slightly dissapointed. First of all, she got the coach that hadn't spoke yet, a guy. Kyla always preferred female coaches, it distracted her less. Also, she was not on the same team as the boy sitting next to her, but she could still be on his team. She decided to wait before looking at the charts as the coaches finished their speach.

Kyla returned her attention to Felix, once again. "As I was saying, it was becuase my boyfriend had just broken up with me, and I take break-ups quite harshly. Her gaze scanned around the room and saw Spencer, she fixated on him for a second before returning to Felix. "In fact, that is him over there." She told the boy, pointing a gloved finger in the direction of Spencer. He seemed to be examining the instructors, Kyla studied his face carefully. It was the first time she looked at him in person since the breakup. She had, of course, reminisced about their relationship as she deleted all their photos off her phone. Now, there was no trace of the two in her device except for an empty texting conversation. When she deleted all their photos, she also deleted their texts, but she didn't have the heart to delete his number.

[bast,]

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➸ mood neutral
➸ tagged roussel
➸ mood calm / observant

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-----Maureen followed Roussel's hand to an empty seat across from him, and sat down quietly. Immediately, out of habit, she crossed her right leg over her left. She never understood people who crossed their left leg over, it was just uncomfortable. She leaned lightly on the back of the chair, her back only slacking a small amount. Her mother had raised her to sit straight whenever possible, and even now that she was away from the women, she really did find good posture comfortable. However, she slumped down a small bit, in order to not seem so...frigid.
-----As his eyes traced over her, she could feel them practically burning holes in her skin. She tried to look down at her hot chocolate, but felt it rude to turn her face down while he was looking at it. Maureen never attempted to understand her own logic, all she knows is that once Roussel started speaking again, she looked up. "Yeah, I've never been outside of Michigan, actually. I've been into the upper peninsula a few times, but that's the farthest I've gone. Sadly." A little chuckle escaped her lips at the end of her sentence. Honestly, Maureen was perfectly content with never having been very far from her home. She seemed to get homesick quite easily. So, her parents were worried when she said she wanted to come this far away from home just to go to an academy. Of course, there would be some nights where she would have to call them, crying, from the bathroom, but she suspected she would get over this in a month or so.
-----"The snowboarding there is alright, I suppose. There's none in Traverse City, of course, buildings everywhere. But the lake effect makes for really nice hills a few hours out of the city. Lots of snow, makes everything soft. I like making snow showers when I stop." Maureen laughed a little, once again. She found herself easily settling with Roussel. She was happy, of course. She thought it would take days for her to make friends, but it seemed she had already found one.
Maureen took a few moments to inspect the girl, before noticing one of them was looking directly at them. She turned back to Roussel, and 'hmm''d thoughtfully, right as the instructor began speaking.
-----Maureen half paid attention to what the instructor was saying, and absentmindedly sipped her hot chocolate. When Coach Masters was done speaking, she turned back to Roussel as he began talking. Maureen laughed lightly, and stood up. "Wanna walk up to the dorms with me? They should all be in the same hall, I think."

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ｍａｎａｇｅ ｍｅ， ｉｍ ａ ｍｅｓｓ


● crush;; kyla.
● mood;; bored.
● location;; the lobby.
● tagged;; rory, felix, kyla.
ｔｕｒｎ ａ ｐａｇｅ， ｉｍ ａ ｂｏｏｋ
ｈａｌｆ ｕｎｒｅａｄ

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------>nathan watched as rory fumbled with the cup in order to keep it from spilling. he met her glare with his own crooked grin, proud of his actions. as she spoke his short attention span was becoming evident. he continuously flicked a wheel of his skateboard that laid upside down on the table, mesmerized by the spinning. he didn't pay any real attention to rory until his ears caught something about his skating around outside. "touché." he sighed, unfortunately bored with the situation. maybe he could go skate around a bit more or something. thankfully he could see the same boredom in the australian's eyes, so nathan didn't feel too bad when he stood to go do just that.
------>as soon as he stood from his chair, however, a man and a woman came up to the nearby podium and began to speak. nate slumped back down in his chair and gave his attention to the girl speaking. well, half of it anyway. the other half was being productively used on ripping off pieces of his empty styrofoam cup and flicking them at rory. when the woman now known as coach masters finished speaking and the man now known as coach taylor added in his part, nathan hopped up from the table and walked over to the room list stapled to the wall. 'nathan russell.......' he trailed his finger along the dotted line extending from his name. 'aaaaaand felix armstrong.' nate turned and glanced around the room. he didn't know who this kid was, so he just looked for a guy who appeared just as lost as nate was. after a minute too long of getting nowhere by doing that, nate defaulted to plan b. "felix!" he called out. a crooked smile played across his lips when a head turned in recognition.
------>nate picked up his duffle bag and skateboard from the table he and rory had claimed and started toward where felix was sitting. "hey." the greeting had been directed to felix but nathan's eyes were caught on kyla. she was cute. very cute. his eyes took pleasure in dancing around her small hourglass frame.
------>after a moment of self indulgence nathan focused his attention back unto felix. "it's felix, right?" nathan jutted his chin. "i'm nathan. looks like we're roomin' together."

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┏──── ｇｏｏｄｂｙｅ ｔｏ ｓｌｅｅｐ ────┓
if life is a test
I get b a d marks
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location ;; the lobby
feeling ;; amused
tagged ;; kyla, nate

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xxxxxhe immediately felt bad. this went against everything his parents taught him. he was supposed to forgive and forget. he so desperately wanted to apologize repeatedly, but he kept it in his throat. it felt like it was choking him, so he cleared his throat loudly, and pushed his hair out of his face. it kept flopping down right in front of his eyes, it was probably because he didn't wear a hat of some sort to keep it in place. he would definitely put one on when he unpacked.
xxxxxfelix was interested in hearing her explanation, but she was cut off by static, and the voice of a female. not just any female, either. her name was apparently rosalee, and she'd be felix's coach this year. she looked like she knew what she was doing, so felix was excited to hit the slopes with his team. he had absolutely no problem with the members on his team, so there was nothing to stress about. things were going to be golden.
xxxxxas soon as the woman was done speaking, felix wanted to get up, and hurry to his room so he could get all of his packing done, and then eat dinner. he was starving, the pretzels on the plane were not enough. he figured his brother would be starving as well seeing as all he had on the plane was a glass of champagne just to celebrate the fact that they were riding in first class. spencer, of course, did not finish it. in fact, he took one drink, cringed, and set it aside with a wary look on his face. is must have been bad champagne, felix didn't bother to ask. he just laughed at his brother's face, continued to nod his head to the delightful music.
xxxxx"so you took it out on me?" felix sighed. whoever it was, he must have dumped her hard to make her as angry as she was. "I'm sorry." there it was. it forced itself up his throat, and out of his lips like word vomit. he cursed at himself in his head, but decided to just move on anyways. "the past is in the past." he sighed, and then looked at where she was pointing. "no way." he laughed. "the hippy-looking guy with the long hair? no way." he laughed even harder, and then turned to face her, pointing a thumb back at spencer. "that guy's my brother." he said with an amused grin on his face. he cleared his throat, and decided to stop being so amused about it, apparently spencer broke this girl's heart. "I'm. I'm sorry. he's my brother, I love him, but he can be a total ass sometimes. it was rude of him to just break it off before a competition." he wanted to know how spencer broke up with her, what he said, but he decided that it was too personal.
xxxxxbefore anything else could be said, he heard his voice being called... by a complete stranger. felix turned his head and smiled very awkwardly. "um, guy, person!" he replied with the same awkward smile on his face. when the guy introduced himself as nathan, a look of eureka appeared on his face. "oh! nathan. my roomate. yeah, it's felix." he lifted a hand and shook it with a tight grip as he slowly stood up. "I was just about to look for you so we could head up to our room." felix said to nathan, and then looked down at kyla. "you could walk up there with us?"

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tagged [ felix ][ nate ]
crush [ felix is a cutie ]
location [ lobby ]
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xxxxxxx a cringe set upon Kylas face as he replied to her. her limbs felt heavy with guilt, which she was inexperienced with. Guilt rarely caught up to her, maybe it only took place if she felt guilty towards an adorable boy with floppy brown hair who just so happened to be an amazing snowboarder, too. "You have no reason to be sorry, I was absolutely terrible to you, I'm sorry." The words surprised her so much that she dropped her gaze to the floor promptly. Her cheeks filling a light shade of pink. Her head raised as he said the past was in the past. A genuine smile spread across her face as she met his gaze, her amber eyes sparkling with delight. It had been easier then she thought to get him to forgive her. This only made her little crush grow. It started out as simply thinking he was adorable, but he had an adorable personality to match.
xxxxxxxShe chuckled as he called Spencer a hippie, she never registered him as a hippe type guy, but now it clicked in to her and she burst out laughing in unison with Felix. "Yeah, I guess he is a hippie?" She asked rhetorically, her eyebrows scrunching together slightly. She took a dainty sip of hot chocolate just as Felix told her it was his brother. The drink spewed from her mouth like a geyser. Covering the table with beads of the warm substance. Luckily, most of it landed in drink, but she flashed him an embarrassed smile before peering around for a napkin. She carefully wiped the table with her hand as the boy continued with a more serious approach.
xxxxxxx Ha, you didn't do a thing. And Spencer wasn't a total ass," she told Felix, treading carefully, "I just blew things way out of proportion," she added with a smirk. Suddenly, her acquaintance turned around a called out to a boy across the room, which resulted in the boy striding towards the table. She peered at the boy through her peripheral vision, instantly recognizing him. As the boy arrived at the table, him and Felix started conversing. Kyla noticed the boy staring at her for a bit which produced a smug smirk. She locked his gaze as she heaved herself off the chair, her feet jumping to the ground."Well, hey there Nathan," she greeted the boy with a flirtatious smile, although she toned it down a bit since Felix was by her side. She nodded in acceptance to Felix's offer, her face displaying her pleasure. "Sure, I haven't noticed a Heyden around here, so I might as well check out the room." She took a few steps towards the rooms, her body still facing the boys. "Oh, hello fellow teammate." She stuck out her hand to Nathan with a competitive smirk, her eyes filled with challenge.

xxxxxxx She took the small opportunity to glance around the room. Her gaze stopped on the girl Nathan had previously been talking to. Kyla already knew she didn't like the girl, something about her aura put Kyla off. She also noticed Skylar, who Kyla was decent friends with. So, she knew she had one friend locked in, a score for Kyla. Then, there was Spencer. It wasn't particularly rough between them anymore, but it was still an awkward situation when you put them together. And, now they were teammates, goody. She thought with a dissapointed smirk, her face clearly showed her dissatisfaction.

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MISS SKYLER IRINA PIERCE - A.K.A SKY

ＳＫＩＬＬ: halfpipe
ＣＲＵＳＨ: bit on roussel
ＦＲＩＥＮＤＳ: mars, kyla, spencer
ＥＮＥＭＩＥＳ: nate
ＬＯＣＡＴＩＯＮ: the lobby
ＭＯＯＤ: frustrated
ＴＡＧＧＥＤ: mars, others via thought

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skyler rolled her eyes at margarette's blatant comment about cute boys. it wasn't a secret that she was definitely one of those people who judged looks before anything else. her pink lips pursed as she craned her next to mockingly glance behind mars and around the room. "nobody in particular, really. though, there are one or two guys that are pretty promising- if i do say so myself," the girl chuckled with a half-hearted shrug. she had to admit that the boy who was cautiously eyeing margarette seemed awfully handsome from afar. she wasn't about to publicly fawn over a stranger, so sky tore her eyes away as soon as the coaches started speaking and focused her attention on them instead.

both coach masters and coach taylor appeared to be interesting enough, but that didn't stop skyler from zoning off during their little spiel. it was the usual stuff you heard during the first day of school. rules, punishments, schedules and so on. her head lifted slightly when coach masters called her name to be coahced by her instead of coach taylor. although gutted that mars wasn't on her team, sky knew it was a fair price to pay for the chance to room with her redheaded friend. the only name out of the other five that she recognized was felix armstrong. if the russian girl recalled correctly, he was spencer's little brother. he was certainly a good asset to have on their team, since the younger boy was undoubtedly as good as spencer had proved to be each time they hit the slopes together. unfortunately, none of the other names rang a bell.

"yeah, good idea," she agreed, slinging her duffel bag over her shoulder after throwing away her half empty hot chocolate. the room was emptying as students filtered out towards their rooms, leaving skyler and mars almost completely alone at the refreshment table. "you don't still sleep with a nightlight, right?" sky teased, smirking in margarette's direction.

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age ;; nineteen
skills ;; slopestyle, halfpipe
crush ;; skyler's pretty
location ;; the lobby
mood ;; sleepy

tagged ;; maureen, mars, sky


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xxxxx"you've traveled quite the distance, haven't you?" he nodded slowly. everyone here had traveled a large distance to get here. but most had already grown accustomed to travelling place to place, especially roussel who hailed from a flat city unfit for actual snowboarding. so british colombia was not the farthest he'd ever gone. tignes france was probably the farthest he'd ever gone. but that was really just to give the european open a try, it was a rookie attempt, but that was three years ago. he didn't go there to intentionally compete, he went there because his pushy relatives insisted on showing him what france's slopes had to offer. they were all so proud of their country, it gave roussel a headache at times.
xxxxx"ahh, I know how that is. montreal gets all this snow every winter, but no hills. not even in the parks. I had to make my own jumps for a while, and then my mom decided to just ship me off to calgary every winter." he cared about his mother, and his mother cared about him. but the way they were both raised caused them to only speak of each other in great esteem and acknowledge the fact that they loved each other. now that roussel thought about it, he really only hugged his mother once in his life, and he was a mere child then. but roussel didn't think much of it, he wasn't extremely affectionate, just friendly. "snow showers are great just as long as you're not totally bombarding someone. that's how fights happen." he laughed lightly. "I say this from experience."
xxxxxroussel scoffed as margarette gave him a glare. she always had something nasty to do or say whenever they encountered one another. last time they bumped into each other, she told him his double cork was the worst on the course, and the time before that she mumbled something about wondering what she was thinking when she dated him. it was so strange to see her in such a harsh manner, she was so sweet before. "she gives me a headache." roussel groaned before looking down at the table. he listened to what the coaches had to say, and smiled very brightly when he heard felix would be on his team. they'd finally have the chance to put all of those duo flips and spins onto the snow, he was looking forward to it.
xxxxxroussel stood up very quickly, a smile on his face. "I thought you'd never ask." he replied in a very cheerful tone. his things weren't too far away, so he darted off, and returned with his luggage as quickly as he possibly could. "need help carrying anything? I'm really good at carrying things, believe me."

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