Careful Now

Randy turns a bit pinker in shade, “Ahaha, yeah that was me. Sorry to be buggin you all the time.” he smiles so honest it’s like a kid’s. He’s wringing his bottom set of hands and is carrying a backpack that accommodates both sets, what a nerd.

He might’ve been a nerd, but at least he was a cute, earnest sort of nerd. Tilly smiled back at him, all sharp teeth under those disarming doe eyes. “You’re not bugging me.”

Randy hates horror movies, they're enough to give him the heebie jeebies even at a PG rating. Any monster worth their mettle should be able to sit through one, so he doesn't dare to reveal his preferences. He gives an audible gulp before realizing he's twiddling his hands a bit much, and stops himself so he can give her a smile.

Randy gulps! Oh how rude of him, he feels like curling up and going home already. But he was told to leave the room already because he keeps getting in the way of Mike’s science project and he really needs the space and time.

"Yeah we have, you were the little dude who was way lost on his way to the Arts and Monstrosities building," Tilly said lightly, and took his hand to shake it. Not just lost, way lost, because he was in a dorm when they bumped into each other and not a building with classrooms at all.

Randy turns a bit pinker in shade, "Ahaha, yeah that was me. Sorry to be buggin you all the time." he smiles so honest it's like a kid's. He's wringing his bottom set of hands and is carrying a backpack that accommodates both sets, what a nerd.

[Considers asking to be called Randy.  Promptly reconsiders and begins to scuttle away.] 

What thing?

[Having picked up his nerve on the way out the edge of his mouth lifts for a second in what might of been a sneer if he didn’t ruin it by sneezing.]

What thing?

[The guy can hardly look Johnny in the eye and his second set of hands have settled into a tight embrace with one another. He takes a breath and the part that had nearly disappeared begins to fill back in.]

Oh, there’s no doubt.

[Having picked up his nerve on the way out the edge of his mouth lifts for a second in what might of been a sneer if he didn't ruin it by sneezing.]

[Oops that does it, he blushes a shade of red that immediately begins to fade into transparency.]

[Johnny just laughs and steps back again, finding it amusing, but not worth causing the young lizard to have a crisis.]

[The guy can hardly look Johnny in the eye and his second set of hands have settled into a tight embrace with one another. He takes a breath and the part that had nearly disappeared begins to fill back in.]

[Randy looks like he wants to slink out of there as fast as he can because he’s not sure he likes this guy as much as he does the shorter version running around campus. And he’s slowly repeating in his head that they must be related or else he’s going to lose it.]

I don’t think so.

[Oops that does it, he blushes a shade of red that immediately begins to fade into transparency.]

Yes, that’s right.

[His brow lifts a little.]

[Randy looks like he wants to slink out of there as fast as he can because he's not sure he likes this guy as much as he does the shorter version running around campus. And he's slowly repeating in his head that they must be related or else he's going to lose it.]

"Someone probably snuck in their best friend." he pauses and holds his mouth shut, oh it’s  bit embarrassing for her to say that out loud. He is scaled but not like a fish and he doesn’t need a tank or a fish, “Are you a reptile too?" he says the word delicately and the edge of his mouth twitches into a smile.

It’s slower going, ascending a hill when you’re naturally walking on your tiptoes. Tilly sticks to the edge of the path so she doesn’t block any quicker traffic towards the Arts and Monstrosities building. Why does the dumb place have to be up a hill, she’s had to run up this slope a couple times already to avoid being late to class.

He gets grass stains on his hands and he wipes them together once he reaches the stairs. "Hm, well ..." he tries to think of a way to phrase it, "you know how things feel cold? Like doorknobs and seats? If I don't get heated up by something else first they'll feel normal." 

[This is terribly confusing, his voice shows it and he speaks quietly.]

Yes, that’s right.

[His brow lifts a little.]

[This is terribly confusing, his voice shows it and he speaks quietly.]

"I don’t think they are." he twiddles his fingers and fades back into being for her, it’s funny because in some spots the fade stays to single cells of his scales and they look like paint spatters. 

"So you ARE a reptile. I thought probably, since y’know, scales, but you really can’t be sure until you ask. My major’s not Monstrology," Tilly says, and grins at him. The little freckles of uneven pigment left in his face-scales are really cute, but he’s a Scaring major after all, she’ll keep all the little endearing things to herself for the sake of his confidence as a guy who can strike terror.

"Someone probably snuck in their best friend." he pauses and holds his mouth shut, oh it's  bit embarrassing for her to say that out loud. He is scaled but not like a fish and he doesn't need a tank or a fish, "Are you a reptile too?" he says the word delicately and the edge of his mouth twitches into a smile.

From the way that he nods it’s fairly clear that it wasn’t exactly his idea, but he tries to look happy about it, it is his family’s wishes. His expression goes a little wide as a cat jets past them, all it’s spindly legs and fluffy fur flying as it runs from them. He gulps and turns back to Tilly. “Yes, scaring." he does a little motion with his hands, “I really want to be one, my friends" all two of them “say I have the stuff." he seems pretty cheered up at that.

The cat startles them both, Tilly jumps when it brushes past her foot, and she stops to dust herself down with theatrical indignity. “I thought pets weren’t allowed in the dorms," she mutters, and she smiles and shrugs at Randall in a ‘what can you do’ sort of way.

"I don't think they are." he twiddles his fingers and fades back into being for her, it's funny because in some spots the fade stays to single cells of his scales and they look like paint spatters. 

"Ah uh that’s what my roomie says about going out, but he’s the one that stays in all day studying." he smiles and tries to relax, tenses at the touch- it shows in the way his tail stiffens and his hands pause before trying to settle because it’s okay and contact isn’t so bad. She’s warmer than him and he peers over at the beaky girl.

"Scaring?" Tilly can’t disguise the disbelief in her voice, she was expecting someone so sensitive to be another Arts and Monstrosities type, but on second thought that was kinda cool. “Hey, good for you, challenging yourself like that." Another unsolicited touch to his back, poor Randall was so nonthreatening she had no qualms about it.

From the way that he nods it's fairly clear that it wasn't exactly his idea, but he tries to look happy about it, it is his family's wishes. His expression goes a little wide as a cat jets past them, all it's spindly legs and fluffy fur flying as it runs from them. He gulps and turns back to Tilly. "Yes, scaring." he does a little motion with his hands, "I really want to be one, my friends" all two of them "say I have the stuff." he seems pretty cheered up at that.