tonight we start the fire, ASTRID ;

[Astrid Rotweil]

> She moved to get off the moped, then paused and smirked at him. "Careful, Tomcat. Grin that much and your cheeks might fall off." She purred, standing and walking past him, brushing a finger across his cheek as she went. She stopped only to circle her baby, grabbing her bag and using her mobile starter to turn on the alarm.

> Then it was off to the dorms. "No coming inside. My Dorm Adviser would make me clean the bathrooms for a week if you were caught anywhere near the bedrooms." She warned, her voice a mixture of playful and serious. "I'm lighting you up. Don't get me in trouble."

> The walk to the dorms was at a casual pace and once they got there, she stopped at the front door and turned to face him. "My room's on the first floor, so I shouldn't be long. Wait here, okay?"

[Gage Reinhart]

Gage cracked up at her comment, internally pissed that she'd caught the expression on his face when she said they could finally smoke the damn pot. She used his nickname again, which made him smile in and of itself, but it wasn't his usual grin. It was more of a relaxed, happy smile that people didn't see too often. He supposed it was because he was bound to Astrid for life that he allowed such expressions to outwardly present themselves. When he saw her put the alarm on her moped, he blinked but then quickly followed in step behind her.

After they finally approached the dorms, he took a quick glance around at the place where his sacrifice lived. It looked exactly the same as where he himself resided, only...opposite. Like a mirror reflection. It was weird, looking at the dorms as if through a mirror. In any case, he nodded to Astrid, waving his hand as if to wave off her warning. "Yeah, yeah, I know. No boys allowed or you all might get cooties." He nodded when she told him to wait, and leaned against the wall.

[Astrid Rotweil]

> She gave him a look at the comment, a mixture of a smirk and a frown, but more smirk than anything. She swatted his chest lightly and waved a finger at him, not saying anything but making a sound of mock disapproval at his 'cooties'. Then she turned and headed inside.

> A few voices greeted her as she moved toward her room and she waved back in response, telling a few of them that she was busy, that she'd talk to them later.

> Into her room she went. The place was pristine, a good indication that Astrid wouldn't handle having a roommate very well in the future. She was a neat freak, despite her outwardly chaotic appearance. Everything had its place and stayed there unless needed.

> She went straight for the bed and crawled onto her belly to reach the chest hidden far underneath it, out of reach for anyone who couldn't fit under the bed in the first place. She pulled it out and opened it up.

> Inside, padded and protected by three locks, were her Bongs, Pipes... and various other things of the same sort. She grabbed the small, basic blown glass pipe (one with hemp wrapped around it to form a necklace) and the bottle that held her weed. Her grinder came next, a basic cylinder with a Celtic knot on the face of it, a white-gold color but stainless steel. She grabbed about a gram, put the bottle back and closed the case, locking it and shoving it back under the bed.

> The gram was stored away in her grinder and the pipe was slipped into her bag along with it. Then she locked up and hurried back to the main door, slipping past curious dorm mates and grabbing Gage once she was outside. She moved to pull him along by the arm, grumbling something about 'too many people' and 'nosy teachers'.

> "Y'know that old ditch behind the sports field? There's an old sewer access there. If you can scale a fence, we can go there. They're being too nosy today to do anything behind the building like I usually do."

[Gage Reinhart]

Gage laughed when she swatted at him, knowing that the mentioning of such a childish term would have evoked some kind of reaction from her. He watched her leave into her dorm and just stood there awkwardly. A handful of people passed by him and he faintly wondered if they were suspicious of whatever they thought he was doing. He gave one girl a sly wink, and she blushed and scurried off. Rolling his eyes, he sighed. The hell was she doing?

When she finally emerged, he couldn't help but to smirk at her somewhat skiddish behavior. "Scared, huh?" Gage asked when he heard what she was muttering about. As he was dragged along, he couldn't help but to take a glance around. Astrid was right -- there were quite a few people around, some of which looking in their direction. To be honest, it was kinda creepy. He nodded to her 'directions' and just followed along. "Where ever you think is safe. I'll scale a fence or whatever you just said."

[Astrid Rotweil]

> She finally stopped dragging him along (having somehow managed to ignore his comment of her being scared, despite her usual flare) when they reached their destination. She paused at the six foot high fence and sighed, glancing around. "Hurry over the top. The teachers' lounge looks out at this fence so we've gotta be quick." Her voice was flat, though not out of irritation or anything; she didn't care if they saw, really. She just didn't want to get her fighter in any trouble.

> She hummed to herself and jumped up, wall-running a step before vaulting over the top and landing easily on the bottom. Showing off? Yeah. But it was also the quickest way over for her.

> She stepped away, brushing off her hands and turning to face him again. "Parkor. If you do anything illegal in New York and don't know how to jump a fence or scale a wall, you're screwed." She explained matter-of-factly. She'd outrun cops a few times. It was in her earlier years that they'd always catch up to her eventually.

> She hadn't been caught in a chase for three years. Lucky she had friends who'd put her through parkor bootcamp. It just came naturally to her now.

> "Think you can get up and over in good time, Tomcat?" She grinned that Cheshire grin of hers and started walking backwards away from the fence, an easy stroll of a pace to show she wouldn't wait much longer.

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