Outside the Dorms; Sunday Morning

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

In leui of giving his roommate and his well-protected girlfriend some privacy, Chad made his way outside and found a nice spot underneath a tree. Open guitar case spread out leisurely beside him, he cradled his bass against him as he idly plucked to the music playing through his headphones. Might as well get some practise in. He'd hate to just end up disappointing the band, or feeling that he'd just gotten in merely because he was the only bass player who auditioned. So he'd have to start getting a little more serious about it.

[[ open, though I do a disappearing act in about an hour or so, for an hour or so, then back for a bit before work ]]

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[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly was out taking a walk again, thinking about what had happened last night when she noticed Chad (he was kind of hard to miss). He was in two classes with her, but Molly hadn't spoken to him yet so she decided to stop and introduce herself. She hesitated though when she saw the headphones. Walking slowly, she gave him time to look up and see her before she said anything to distract him from his playing.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad did eventually notice, but not until after managing to finally follow a tricky Auf Der Maur riff, and slowly looked up at his approaching visitor. Once he saw it was a cute girl (jealous much of the roomie girlfriend arrival? no, of course not, what are you talking about?), he was very quick to stop all playing, pulling down his headphones as if embarrassed. His finger fumbled a bit as pushed the stop button on his CD player.

In contrast to the slightly nervous edge of his actions, he held up a very casual wave-less wave when he looked up at the girl and said, "Hi."

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Oooo! Auf Der Maur! *loves*

Molly smiled when Chad looked up. "Hi," she said in return and walked closer. "Chad, right? I'm Molly."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad nodded, then ran a hand through his hair. He then went to offer it to her for a handshake, but remember he'd just run it through his hair, and that wasn't very courteous, so he offered the other hand instead. "That's right. Nice to meet you, Molly."

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly shook the offered hand. "Nice to meet you too. We're in two classes together so I wanted to actually introduce myself. If I promise not to bug you for too long, can I sit down and listen?"

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Oh, go ahead, have a seat," Chad said, picking up his CD player and moving it, shoving the guitar case over to make plenty of room. Not that he really intended on playing any more if he could help it, though. He really need to get over his thing with playing in front of people if he was going to be in a band, but there was a big difference between providing bass for other musicians and plucking out something solo.

"Which classes do we have?" he asked, feeling back for doing so, for not remembering, but he had to accoustum himself to a lot of new faces, and it was probably better to ask than just act like he actually knew.

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly took a seat. "We have World History and Science! together. I'm the one who always wears a hat," she said with a grin and briefly touched the one she was currently wearing which the player should really have remembered to mention sooner since some of the newer people might not know Molly's canon, oops.

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"I'll have to look out for said hats more, then," Chad said, inspecting the current one with approval. He strummed a few random notes. "Who are you partnered up with for Science-with-an-exclaimation-mark? You guys know what you're doing yet?"

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly grinned at his comment about her hat.

"I'm working with Luna? Have you met her yet? We don't know for sure what we're going to do, but we'd like to try to do something with rats since we are also both in Cross Species Communications. Luna said we might be able to get extra credit and I remember rat the best from Creature Language last year," Molly explained. "Who are you working with?"

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

Ranma was taking Mizu for a walk before he went to work (yes he SOO does that... when I remember). This was nothing unusal. But what was unusual was the dream he had last night. It was the sort of dream that when he saw Chad he wanted either to run up, slap him in the face, then run away or blush and take off in the opposite dirrection in a speed walk before he was noticed. Un fortunately he stood in view for a minute or two before he could decide.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad, feeling a little whimsical after meeting Molly, struck a few ominous chords lightly on his guitar before waving to Ranma.

But, in truth, it was Mizu he was more interested in at the moment. It'd been a while since Chad had gotten some cute animal love around here. He patted his knee and whistled, "Oi, Mizu. //Come'ere, boy//." and hoped Ranma wouldn't mind. But Mizu was such a cute puppy...

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Mizu heads right for him and Ranma looks stricken. Ughh noo... MIZU! He followed his puppy as it lopped towards Chad.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Hey, there, Mizu," Chad said, immediately dispensing the ear scritches and feeling all warm and fuzzy inside with how eager the puppy was to come see him. Such a good little puppy, yes he wassssss, so cute and cuddly and he loved pets, didn't he? Yesh, he dooooes, 'cause he's a good little cute puppy....

"How you doin', Ranma?" Chad's eyes drifted up only a moment, because there was puppy adoration to be had.

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

"... Okay I guess. I didn't sleep well."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Oh?" Chad threw it out there in case Ranma wanted to elaborate, although he had a feeling he wouldn't. Or he might, who knew? Either way, he was rubbing Mizu's belly, so he was content.

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

"Yeah." He would NOT elaborate. Even thinking of it made him shudder. Mizu is rolling around licking Chad's fingers and hopping up, tryingto climb on him.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"I slept like a log," he offered, although he was thinking more like a great impenitrable mountain with the way Mizu was trying to scale him. He grinned just a little at the tiny claws failing to get a grip on his knee. He gave Mizu a little push on the butt with his big hand to help the puppy over the great obstacle.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip was taking a brief walk between bouts of lying in bed and whimpering when he heard Chard playing. "Well, Senor Chad. How's it going?"

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

The morning had him meeting two new cute girls, joining a protection force, and having and adorable puppy fall asleep on his lap. "Pretty damn good, Monsieur Pip." He strummed a quick, upwards scale. "You?"

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"Been better," Pip said. "But before I got kicked in the groin last night it was going pretty well."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad winced sharply, grunting at the imagined pain. It was actually a pretty big expression for him; a kick to the groin was definately enough to get even him to emote. "How'd that happen? Or would you rather not say?" Because Chad could imagine himself getting into a few situations that would end like that, and he certainly would not want to talk about them.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"I... don't think it's entirely my place to say," Pip said.

No, he wasn't just trying to cover up the fact that he got beat up by a 98-pound girl.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad nodded with an 'I see' sort of grunt, thinking he understood, and feeling grateful that Ranma had only chosen to punch him that one time and not respond in the way that whichever girl Pip had assumingly accidently offended did.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"How was your band meeting?" Pip asked, changing the subject.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Good," Chad plucked a few strings. "Gonna be really interesting." Although interesting didn't quite cover it. It wasn't like a bass player had to do much. He just had to know his part, show up, and he got to hang out on a stage with a bunch of cute girls. Best. Band. Ever.