Dorm #6

[Lan Xuan]

A girl with long black hair and dark Grey eyes stood in front of the entrance of her new school, The Hetalia Academy. She then walked to her dorm building without the need of a guide. Dorm number six was her dorm number. Her eyes gazed upon the doors with hesitation. Hesitating, thinking, wondering what would lied beyond the doors.

"What...would happen after...? Who will..be there...?", she thought to herself. The girl stood there for a moment before focusing again. She shook her head lightly as she inhaled some of her courage, turning the knob and ran up the stairs to find her room number, while holding the huge luggage with one hand and many smaller shoulder bags on her other side which was extremely heavy, making it difficult for her to move as quickly. Five minutes later, she managed to slip up the stairs and finally found her room number. Panting heavily as she tried catching her breaths.

"Ano....eetoo...never bringing so much luggage again...", she said frowing slightly as she wiped her forehead that was forming small drops of sweat. She gave a big sigh as she placed her key in the knob, unlocking the door, and entering into the new 'world'.

"A new world...huh...", she said slightly annoyed. The room did amuse her for a few slit light years, but just dropped her bags in the room. The 'new world' was full of dust and spiders. She stared out into the ashy room, admiring the dull scene that behold in her presence as she closed/locked the door behind her. She took a deep breath and whipped out cleaning supplies in her luggage as she started sweeping, dusting, mopping the floors. She was even lucky enough to find a vacuum in the other room. Another room meant more cleaning for her, and less time to enjoy the campus.

"Dirty....ugh....they should at least have someone clean the place up once a week or something...but eh....no rush I guess...I just got here after all and no one is here yet. It's still morning so it should be fine. I think the others won't be here till the next day."

So Lan continued on, cleaning the room, never really getting to unpack her things. She hoped the others wouldn't come in while she was cleaning. She would be feeling shy and embarrassed since she looks like a house wife. A good house wife maybe. She swept, and swept, and swept...and swept. "The room is only seventy-five percent done!", she thought to herself as she knelt down while scrubbing the floors, looking as if she was flailing towards the ground. "Wrahhhh!"

[Heracles Karpusi]

Heracles Karpusi was dead tired.

And when he was, a rather dark aura unfolded out to cover his usual lax and calm ones. A hand came to shake out his hair, which had been almost stuck to the back of his neck because of the perspiration. This was one of the only times in which the Grecian hated his rather long hair - it apparently loved to stick at the back of his neck, but he found that to be extremely uncomfortable, the feeling of something being stuck on the back of his neck.

Dragging the suitcase was not very easy, either. His mother had wished him to take a very big, wooden cross so he could hang it up on his side of the wall, but when he came and saw the example ones, Heracles was disappointed to see, that, the room was too small to be shared by four people - and the more surprising was that he had to share a Dorm with three other girls. Now, usually, that would have been the idea of a ideal Heaven for the Greek, but he had truly hoped for a male roommate. How disappointing, indeed.

Exhausted, dull emerald-green eyes stared at the hallway dazedly, a sigh escaping his lips. His arms were lagging, and his legs felt like falling right there and then. But he couldn't do that, could he? No, he couldn't. Hand grasping the handle of the suitcase once more, he trudged around the hallway, trying to find the brass sign that showed the room's number. Almost, almost, he knocked on a wrong door, and a bit of tiredness ran away from him at the moment. Oops, the wrong movement would be costly.

Finally finding the right sign, he was about to knock, freshening up his hair with a couple flips of the hand. Heracles straightened up and was about to knock, his knuckles a centimeter away from the door, when he heard a shrilling cry. Now this was a situation in which the Grecian felt weird - should he wait until something else happened, or should be go in? Slowly, a tanned hand made its way to his pockets, taking out the silver key. Actually, a second before, he had turned the knob, to see that it was locked. Hhm, this place had a good security system, if the door just locked after closing.

"Θεέ μου, ήδη; Είμαι τόσο κουρασμένος ..."

Jabbing the key into the keyhole, the pushed the door open, to be met with a astonishing sight - a girl was wiping the floor, a greying wipe in her hand, and just... cleaning. Good, good, he loved order and cleanliness around where he lived. Feeling embarrassed, red, and a bit flustered, the Greek just stood there in the doorway, holding the key in his hand, and his other hand on his suitcase handle. Silence. Heracles Karpusi hated silence.

"Γεια σας -- I mean, hello."

OOC:

Θεέ μου, ήδη? Είμαι τόσο κουρασμένος ... -- Greek; "My God, already? I'm so tired..."
Γεια σας - Greek; "Hello."

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[Lan Xuan]

The girl's body froze from hearing the door opening as it made small sounds of creaking, making her heart race in panic.

"đi tiêu!", she thought to herself as she placed the cloth wipes in her palms hastily. She turned her head, looking to see who had greeted her all of a sudden. In the door way stood a dark-tanned skinned boy with dark hair and green eyes. Getting up as she patted her skirt to get the dusts out, she then looked up up and waved slightly, giving a hesitant soft laugh.

"H-h-hello! Who might you be? One of the roommates?", she asked him with a small unsteady smile on her face. She was extremely nervous, especially since she never had a boy sleeping in the same room, well, back in Vietnam. Lan wasn't as bold like she'd thought.

Translations:
"đi tiêu!" - means....dog poo btw.~

[Zesiro Bastet]

Zesiro hualed down a large black suitcase down the hall without any trouble. She didn't over pack and she didn't underpack only taking the necisarry items from her former home taking some things that didn't belong to her. In one hand she held a map and behind the tan pice of paper was a white envelop carrying something from someone, who she wasn't sure quite yet. She glanced at each dorm number and each time getting closer to her new home as she walked. She wasn't in too much of a rush quite yet. It's not like there was anything to rush for. With a sigh though she glanced down at the map studying the entire campus one more time before she puased in front of her dorm room. The door was closed and she was probably glad for that.

She folded the map and shoved it into an unzipped part of her suit case and carefully tore open one side of the envelop slipping out a pice of paper with black writing on it. Distracted by the paper she took out her key and blindly found the key hole and found that it was unlocked. She put it away finishing up the letter as she opened the door. 'What a load of bull this is,'

[/color] she thought to herself as she flipped the page over and found a wanted sign of her. The picture was drawn out and only a brief description was given. She was slightly impressed though by the acuracy. Below the typed words at the bottom of the page was her fathers hand written crappy english with several letters put backwards. "I know where you are so be good or else." she could only imagine what he meant...

If she would tell what happened to her mother to someone, anyone then he would tell where she was. Like she was even worried about that though. "Crazy old man thinking he can bl-"[/color] she lifted her head to see that she wasn't alone. "Hello,"[/color] she said shoving the letter into the open part of her suite case where she had kept the map. "Sorry, I was a bit distracted."[/color] she explained.

Her mind was still ringing with the posibility that he could actually tell someone where she was and she'd be in trouble. For the egyptian this was a bad situation. Her father wasn't a nice guy and Zesiro would be more then happy to confess of her fathers crimes. But with him black mailing her then that was really bad. So basically this could end up like a revolving chain, blackmail from duaghter to father...blackmail from father to duaghter. It could go somewhere or it could just be a wild goose chase. She hoped that it was just a wild goose chase rather then anything else. "Uhm...I'm Zesiro,"[/color] she finally said hoping they wouldn't ask about the letter. She didn't want to explain it to anyone.
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[Lan Xuan]

Lan started feeling slightly panicky from all the sudden guests that came up from the door, but finally realized that they were her dorm mates that were assigned in dorm number six. She gave a more greeting, relaxed smile to the three. She glanced back at Heracles with intrigued eyes.

"He looks very...different...", she thought to herself as her eyes glanced at the other girl. The girl looked very different nonetheless, having a breath-taking appearance, thinking that she looked very elegant in a way, a god-like elegance she thought to herself.

She rubbed the back of her head in embarrassment, considering she had cleaning cloths in her hands and whatnot. Her heart started to calm down from the sudden panic, and she greeted them again, but spoke.

"Ah, so you're my dorm mates ne...? Let's see...so you're Heracles....and you're miss Zesiro? I-it's a pleasure to meet you both!", she said with a kind smile.

"My name is Lan Xua^n, I am also a dorm mate of yours.", she said as she rubbed the back of her head with the dirty wash cloth, but in moments, realizing it was still in her hand so she hid it behind her back with both hands, laughing slightly. Many things were running through her head, thinking if the two new acquaintances would accept her or not. Would they hate her? Would they not be friends with her? Lan wondered to herself, but only hoped that they wouldn't place her to the side like the War in Vietnam. She wondered on.

[Heracles Karpusi]

The way that the girl began to look at him made him feel a bit awkward; she was almost scrutinizing him, almost. Of course, he looked a bit different from her - she was probably Asian, he was European. A little, hesitant smile raise itself on his face as she laughed a rather nervous laugh, and offered his hand to the girl, holding his little kitten, Kalypto, in his other hand.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Heracles, yes." He nodded as he shifted uncomfortably, is other green gaze at the other girl; she looked Egyptian, indeed. Maybe she was someone that he had met before, or not... Best be calm.

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[Zesiro Bastet]

Zesiro smiled at the girl and nodded. "Yes, It's nice to meet you Lan,"

[/color] she said politly. "Did you clean the room?"[/color] she asked looking around. She was surprised but greatful for her effort. It was nice she wasn't rooming with a slob. Her master was the kind of person who expected Zesiro to clean everything up after him. It really bothered her and made leaving a lot easier. "You did a good job,"[/color] she said after a few moments of silence. "I wish I came earlier, I could have helped."[/color] She felt kind of guilty if she did all this on her own. Zesiro was already sitting around a lot more since she wasn't doing nightly missions. She felt lazy and didn't want to feel that way.

"It's nice to meet you both,"[/color] she said smiling at Heracles. She was begining to feel a little awkward. This was one of those weird first time meeting someone wasn't it? Zesiro couldn't stand that awkward feeling and just shifted from foot to foot. "So,"[/color] she began gazing at them both thoughtfully. "What do you guys think of the academy so far?"[/color] she asked trying to break that weird feeling before it got too far.
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[Lan Xuan]

Lan paused for a moment before speaking once more, trying to not make a fool out of herself. Overall, the first impressions are pretty judgmental and all. She smiled at the two and nodded.

"Ah, come right in, you two must be tired from traveling here...make yourselves at home, choose any spot you'd like to put your luggage.", she said, welcoming the two new mates of hers. She looked at the girl, and smiled.

"Thank you, and it's quite fine, dear....it wasn't a problem. I hate messy places after. It's not a big deal.", she said with a cheerful yet slightly nervous tone.

"The campus looks very nice....very wide-ranged too. Pretty fancy...despite the dorms being slightly dirty. But everything's fine now and cleaned....he he."

Lan turned around as she grabbed all her cleaning supplies and cloths to be washed out so that she could put them away. It was slightly embarrassing for her to look like a house wife in front of others. She was quite reserved in a way, but also very shy to new, different people. It was way out of her customs, back in Vietnam. She hopes the rest of her dorm mates are happy with her and the cleaned room. She wondered what would happen on the first day of school. It was still bothering her, the thought of being accepted by the others and whatnot, but she tried being very kind....very very kind and sincere for the matter.

[Zesiro Bastet]

Zesiro happily took the invatation and walked over to one of the top bunks and placed her suit case on it. "I hope nobody minds if I take the top,"

[/color] she said climbing up and then sittind down with a smile on her face. Zesiro could tell she was a little nervous but decided not to point it out or make it too obvious she knew in case of another awkward silence. "Well, thanks anyways,"[/color] Zesiro asnwered with a smile. "I'm just used to cleaning up myself. I feel a little guilty that someone else did it."[/color] she admited.

Zesiro nodded in agreement. "It's not as warm as Egypt,"[/color] she said. Thats something she would have to get used too. Not having the desert or feeling as warm. It would take a while for her to adjust but even then she felt as if she wouldn't be able too. She thought deeply for a few moments then smiled again. "Don't we have one more dorm mate?"[/color] she asked.
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[Lan Xuan]

Lan smiled happily as she started gathering the cleaning supplies to wash out the dirt, but before she walked to the bathroom, she stopped in her tracks to speak to Zesiro.

"Hm? Ah, it's quite fine. Back in Vietnam we sleep on the floors...so I'm used to where ever...", she said smiling at the Egyptian girl. She tried not to act so nervous in front of the two, since she wasn't so used to meeting new people, especially since what she's been through. "And it's fine, dear...I have no problem of cleaning up. I mean..it was pretty dusty when I got here. It's fine now though.", she paused and looked around the room for a moment and sighed.

"It is very hot in Vietnam too, but not as hot as Egypt he he. It's slightly cooler over here.", she said as she started walking to the kitchen to wash the cleaning supplies and dirty cloths, but stopped half way, hearing that there was another person who was going to room with them as well. "And another dorm mate? I think we do...I wonder when she'll be here.", she replied to her. She then smiled at Heracles. "There's another bunk right over there too, if you are wanting a top bunk...but feel free to choose any.", she told the Grecian boy as she continued her way into the kitchen to clean the supplies.