she was a shark smile

fleelangston is a 21+ college roleplay set in the dual locations of bath and cotswolds in england, following the students of langston college and conservatory in their study abroad program in bath at the distinguished palladian school of art and design and their residency in cotswolds in the aftermath of “moldgate” wreaking havoc on their campus in new york. we follow palladian students adjusting to the sudden and heaping intrusion for the next three months of the spring semester in an opportunity to develop both long lasting and temporary muses in this roleplay.

"i'm not fucking you for information, if that's what you're trying to get at."

"right. how romantic." languidly delivered dead-pan aside, alma was a little surprised by the blunt admission of what would go assumed in those illicit exchanges. even if moira knew not the full scope of what alma does - no one should - the resources alma provided were always enough to satiate the intrigue of most people. "so, you were just looking some company tonight. that it?" that’s all? couldn’t be, or shouldn't be rather.

"hey. hi. yeah, over here. who let you in here? this part of the library is only for grad students."

"o-oh, sorry. I let myself in. door was very much left ajar…" gestures behind her as she walked over to the seemingly bouncer of this here area. "is there a dana around here? I’m supposed to meet them downstairs and I’ve been told they’d be over here."

"i'm not dodging the question. i just don't wanna have this conversation, is that a problem?"

"it can be. might be."  – for me, and us, goes unsaid but suggested in the way they duck to catch their downward gaze. "what am I doing here, alex?"

"oh, uh, no, these shoes are like... way too expensive for me to walk through that. what if you carried me?"

"has anyone ever told you how spoiled you are?"

the glance behind him isn't a joke, ronan legitimately is taken aback by the irritation he's met with and the choice of nickname. "you chase everyone off without checking who they are first?"

the incredulous, fixed face she makes at him is definitely not a joke either, offended right on back by her supposed duty now. “what the fuck do I need to check for when I know who’s supposed to be here and who isn’t? like yourself.” and he was almost a pretty boy again, but they refrain lest the insult sticks, but it’s there - everlooming. “it’s band practice. are you in this band? no. so.” nancy offers a curt nod at the door behind him. 

"it's like you're allergic to anything that resembles caution—" nina's hands are held out, fingers splayed before they both squeeze into frustrated fists and she swears her eye twitches. "if you were being tailed, why would you come here? we could have met elsewhere."

“because I lost them. on the way. over.” is she losing her mind? how many times can she vaguely answer a question? sonja squeezes her eyes shut before huffing and spinning on the chair she’s uncomfortably perched on to face her partner-in-nosy. “look, it’s gonna’ be fine. I wouldn’t put us and everything we worked for in any danger. I want to be here. I work better here.” in nina’s place, not her makeshift study that’s partially moved here since. sure. “plus, I walked here. do you know how easy it is to get ahead of a car on foot, let alone lose a car? I mean, have you seen ferris bueller?”