Lazy beats [CHRIS]

[Nia Mckelleigh]

Nia let out a yawn as she rose up from her bed, quickly putting up her white shirt, green pants and black tie with the help of half-asleep Kristoff. She then proceeded to quietly woble trough the dorm, looking out of a nearby window. She managed to get outside without being noticed as she then quickly blinked, almost turning around to run back to her dorm, only to notice Kristoff was already carrying her backpack. She smiled gently as the ralts placed the backpack onto her back and carefully made sure it wouldn't fall off. 

She quietly walked trough the silent streets of Mavro for a while before arriving to her destination. The party pier. Her eyes glistened a bit as she stared at the flaring lights, slowly growing a smirk as she heard the music emitting from the pier. She bravely entered the party grounds and only met a few short gazes before being ignored. The music blasted over her as she proceeded to head off to a slightly less populated corner of the party. But this corner was special, for it was the corner she was here for. The reggae corner.

Soon enough she was greeted by the familiar sounds of reggae music, staring at the some of the people there before sitting down onto one of the benches. 

[Chris Thyodor]

So... where to next... Chris'd been to a number of places in Mavro and worked out how they really were... but now that he thinks of it he never really saw the Pier for what it was, due to the presence of certain people who shall not be named... Maybe he should give it another try, no harm in that right? Sighing and getting up from his spot in the commons, he returned to the dorm and got on his usual outfit for around town (pretty much the one in the profile to avoid confusion), after which naturally he sent out Argos, Dusk having been out and with him the entire time he'd been down the commons.

"Hope you two are up for another trip down the pier... we never really got to see it properly last time" Chris spoke, Dusk merely nodded... sure it means she'll be working overtime again due to the amount of people there, but she never really seems to mind, since she just enjoys doing her job. Argos gave an approving bark, having no issue with heading on down the Pier. Chuckling faintly to himself, he smiled down at his two Pokémon and began walking, with Dusk and Argos alongside him.

Eventually reaching the peer, they could easily hear the multitude of genres of music blaring, the only ones among them Chris really cared about being rock and metal... but eh, other music isn't all that bad. Deciding to get himself a drink, Chris walked over to the relevant section in order to do so, with Dusk naturally following and keeping her head on a swivel, and Argos just following and enjoying the music. 

[Nia Mckelleigh]

Nia smiled to herself as Kristoff proceeded to open up her backpack, pulling out a red incense case and placing it onto the ground before lifting up a match from her backpack, litting the incense. She let out a relaxed sigh as she leaned back on the bench, the fresh scent of the incense reaching her nose quickly, tickling it and giving her a rather good feel in the head. After a long while of being like this the incense finally finished, followed by Nia shrugging and standing up as she motioned for Kristoff to come along with her.

As she stepped across the party, dodging a few people, she couldn't help but notice that people were again staring at her. Combined with the usual fact of being teenagers AND with the thing about most of them being at the very least slightly drunk, soon enough the thing she had anticipated happened. Someone shouted from the crowd.

"Oi girl, where your hands? Used them too much on your knees that they fell off?!"

[Chris Thyodor]

Chris quietly took a seat and began looking through what was available... why do they have so many alcoholic drinks when so many teenagers come here? surely that can't be wise. As if on Cue, what clearly must have been a drunken teenager shouted "Oi girl, where your hands? Used them too much on your knees that they fell off?!"... can't say Chris'd heard that one before. Glancing around, he caught sight of the girl in question... no arms... that certainly must be awkward... who is she anyway? haven't seen her around the academy.

So... this leaves a question, stand up for the girl and deal with the bully? or just let it play out and let her fend for herself... no... it wouldn't be right to stand around as people are abused for things outside of their control, but certainly to come here she must have some sort of way to handle it. "Dusk, prepare an Icicle Crash as warning, I can't just sit back and watch as people are abused if they can't defend themselves... it just isn't right... if she handles it and get's him to back off, we leave it be... if things get violent, give the bully the typical warning" Chris spoke, sure jumping in headfirst to protect a girl could be probably be called the typical 'White knight' thing, but that isn't his intention, it's just the right thing to do, he certainly wouldn't like being abused and no one ever offering any help what so ever.

[Nia Mckelleigh]

Nia simply shrugged as she continued to walk along, the drunken person, now revealed to actually be a female, drunkenly wobbled towards her. "You use your legs now for that type of stuff? Oh, psh, you must think yersssooo special without hands and sssstuf." Nia raised her eyebrow a bit before turning around, tilting her head at the girl for a moment. "Wazzit? Cat bite your tongue? Or are you some deaf/mute bitch?" Nia continued to keep her head tilted for a moment before suddenly pulling her left leg back... And kicking the girl on the crotch. "AWH! YOU B-! THAT HURTS!"

Nia simply shrugged once more as the girl keeled over, turning around and continuing her wobble to the drinks.

[Chris Thyodor]

Silently watching the whole affair between the Two girls, Chris found himself chuckling upon the non drunken girl defending herself with what must have been a strong kick to the crotch of the drunken one, that certainly must have hurt, fair play to the girl, can't at all blame her for defending herself, and who really could?. "No need for the attack now then Dusk... but... stay ready please, I suspect that the drunken one isn't too happy about that, and that she might try something..." Chris spoke towards his Pokémon, who merely nodded, however naturally she kept an eye on the situation, surely it'd be understandable why, considering it could certainly become rather volatile, stuff always seems to become volatile when drunken idiots are involved.

Chris now finally fetched his drink, naturally it wasn't an alcoholic one, why join the crowd of drunks? some people have to be sensible right? Anyway, Chris glanced back towards the girl, who seemed to be heading over towards the drinks... Certainly that must be awkward without hands, but she must have a way, having limitations can really make you think on how to adapt to situations, surely she must have a plan for this as well... maybe the aid of Pokémon? well, however she does, good luck to the girl.

[Nia Mckelleigh]

Nia let out a yawn. That affair had been incredibly poring to her, to be honest. Only a few insults that did not make that much sense coupled with a easy knockout. Maybe she should have just stayed back and enjoyed the incense, but eh. She arrived to the drinks as she then motioned to Kristoff, who lifted up one of the juice packs (there were a few there, all untouched), opening it and sticking a straw into it before holding it below Nia's mouth. She then begun to suck.

She looked around a bit, tilting her head at the white haired (who has white hair?) boy.

[Chris Thyodor]

Seeing the girl tilt her head towards him, Chris figured he might as well speak up... wouldn't be nice to just ignore someone... but what to say? Chris had by no means conversed with such a person before... then again, how often do you encounter someone without any arms at all. Glancing around, he noticed the Ralts she had with her... makes sense, psychic types can easily make up for ones own disabilities... most Pokémon in general can, but psychic is the most realistic choice really. Eventually deciding to speak up about her previous actions, Chris finally spoke.

"Not bad, dealing with the drunk I mean... I suppose introductions are in order aren't they... I'm Chris, Chris Thyodor... if I may ask, what's your name?" Chris spoke to the girl, picking his words carefully to avoid possibly insulting the girl, that wouldn't exactly be a nice thing to do now would it...  bullying is one of things people should just not do, the pain it can cause... it can tear people apart if they let it, and it still can hurt a lot even if it doesn't... that much he knows from experience.

[Nia Mckelleigh]

She kept her head tilted as the boy spoke, having many pauses in his speech. Maybe he was just a slow speaker or something. She simply shrugged her shoulders. "I was just wondering if you have premature graying or if you dye your hair." She then returned to sipping some of her juice, wrinkling her nose as she thought about it for a moment.

"But eh. I'm Nia. Nia Mckelleigh." The boy's name didn't ring any bells in her mind, so he probably wasn't related to anyone important. Or maybe he was and she was just being forgetful. Oh well, he seemed nice.

[Chris Thyodor]

Premature greying? well my age that'd be massively premature, how often do you see someone with naturally grey hair at sixteen years of age? then again from the sound of it, that must have been somewhat of joke, fair enough I suppose, one way to get into a conversation. Chuckling somewhat, Chris spoke up upon working out what to say. "It'd certainly be premature at age, it's dyed primarily... sometimes people just like to be somewhat different... anyway, it's nice to meet you then Nia" Chris responded, his tone calm after he'd chuckled earlier... then again most of the time it's either emotionless, or calm, as if he doesn't care.

Glancing at the Ralts, given the choice of Pokémon, he had to suspect she was among the Nature dorm, with Ralts Being part Fairy after all, that and he would have probably seen her before if she was among Mana... then again she could be among a completely different dorm and had just picked Ralts as a secondary starter. "So... Judging from your Ralts, you're from the Nature dorm?" Chris asked, making sure not to make the question too personal or anything like that, that wouldn't be nice at all.

[Nia Mckelleigh]

"Eh... Yeah." She simply shrugged at that. Was your dorm that important here? Maybe there was some secret dorm rivalry thing here. Maybe soon some mana dormers would come and beat her up with crowbars. Or maybe soon the bolts and the lavas would appear and beat eachother. Before this trail of thought could go any further in her head, something much more important proceeded to get to her mind.

"What was your original haircolor." She tilted her head at this. She needed to know this at all costs. She would do anything to find out. It was important. Very important.

[Chris Thyodor]

My hair colour? What does that have to do with anything? Must be a curiosity thing, but then, why did she dodge the dorm question? Is something going on between the dorms that Chris isn't aware of? if so he'd rather not get involved at all, especially if it's violent... why can't everyone just get along? what's the point of hating everyone? I certainly can't see one, even if they unknowingly hurt you in some way in which they aren't aware of... anyway, back to the topic at hand.

"My hair colour? I presume this must just be a curiosity thing... blonde actually, now if I may ask once again... you're from Nature? or from one of the other dorms? If you're worried that it's due to some rivalry thing, it's not. I'm honestly just curious, since from what I can tell seem to be a fellow student" Chris replied, seeing no real reason not to tell her... it's not like someone would insult another purely because of their hair colour... right?

[Nia Mckelleigh]

Good, good, that info was now hers. She could now use this information for her top secret projects of super secret-ness. Now she just needed a picture. "I already said yeah on the nature dorm thing, didn't I?" Maybe he was a bit slow in the head. The pauses, seemingly not understanding a "yeah". Or maybe just didn't hear her answer.

Now that she looked closer at the boy, he looked... Weird. He did have a pretty nice looking face, but the dyed white hair and the apparent tattoo near his neck just deemed a bit too much to her. At the very least the most important thing about him was kinda nice to look at.

[Chris Thyodor]

She already answered? Can't say he caught it at the time... maybe I'd missed it when my attention was momentarily elsewhere in my thoughts... that's probably accurate. "sorry then, my thoughts and attention must have been elsewhere when you said that originally... Anyway, since it'd only be fair to release similar information, I'm from Mana, as you could probably work out due to Dusk, my Weavile's, presence" Chris answered, seeing little reason not to provide such information, no need to keep everything a secret when the other party provides similar information.

So... what next... she doesn't seem to be a bad person at all really and she seems to be able to stand up for herself quite well, a useful trait with her... lack of arms... something that people could definitely target for bullying. Well... why did she come here? Suppose that's a good place to start as any. "so... what brings you here anyway? if it's okay me asking anyway, you don't need to answer if you don't want to give away that information..." Chris asked her.

[Nia Mckelleigh]

"Eh. I'm just here for the Reggae party and the incense." She shrugged a bit. "The corner's got some artists and stuff too, so I'll just fit in well." She nodded rapidly, her hair shaking a bit. She then rubbed her cheek against her shoulder lazily. "Guess I'll go then." She proceeded to turn around, wobbling off towards the corner with a slight smile on her face.

And then the girl from before appeared again, this time with two other girls and a scrawny boy. "Oi, stumpy! We're here to kick your ass for kicking me!" The four proceeded to pseudo surround Nia, who for once showed some emotion on her face: Concern.