"It seems she's my fate."

"But if you even dare to look at another woman, I’ll strike you where you stand." there’d be none of that hogwash if she were out with him as friends. Just…friends yes. That’s all there was to them. They were just friends. So when he mentioned the word date, she was rather quick to deny it being so. "A study date? You mean as friends. We are just friends. That is all." 

"Well, that would be hard to commit--how on earth can I look at another woman when I'm graced by your beautiful presence?" He'd believe every word of her come from her mouth, she would strike him down--no doubt it. Although he admitted to himself that it might prove a tad bit difficult, staying his eyes away from pretty women, but he'd also like to stay away from the sharp end of her sword--so the answer was pretty simple. 

He noticed her flustering as she kept on repeating 'as friends'. "Yes, that's right. As friends. That's what we are, right? Just friends. Nothing more." He regretted it most of the time but Ringabel enjoyed teasing her every chance he got.

His compliments weren’t getting him anywhere with her anytime soon. She wasn’t like any of the other women he might’ve been able to pull before they’d met and even while they journeyed together. Edea would have none of that. No..physical touching would go on between them unless it was completely necessary. An accidental bump of the arm would be even enough to set her off at this point. "Settle for no other girl? A lie. You’d have been fine with anyone else had they been beautiful." 

At the mention of fantasizing about her, her anger multiplied tenfold. "Mrgrgr…just. Stop talking. You should really stop talking, Ringabel or else it won’t end well for you." her fists now clenched again, she was ready to throw a punch if he didn’t comply. Though she’d be surprised if he actually took her seriously as she said this. 

"But seriously, I was referring to... something more the along the lines of... well anything, that would convey friends? Like getting this beverage everyone seems to be talking about... coffee, was it? Hm, I heard it's quite bitter but I'm willing to try it out."

"Or may be we could go on... a study date? Yes, that whole studying together and laughing about experiences we had in class?" Normally, if it were up to him--which it usually is--he skip right to the touching bits. But it were Edea he was speaking with, and he was willing to take it nice and slowly if it'd mean that she'd... well, adopt a better mindset of him.

Whatever he'd say or did would get him on her bad side. An unavoidable fact. "Er... I was kidding! Yes, I only jest! Of course a gentleman like myself wouldn't... fantasize about a beautiful lady. No, no! No fantasies of such a... case... has ever dared cross my mind!"

"Of course sharing a room with a girl piqued your interest. You’re disgusting like that, Ringabel," a scoff now, "Let me have a look at that.." she leans closer now and just like he had said, the words of him sharing a room with her are neatly printed there. She couldn’t run away from him now, as it was destined by fate for them to be here together. Her frown is slowly going away..but it’s still there. A hand is now away from her temple and propped onto her hip.

As he neared her, she backed against the door, accidentally closing it now.  Her hands in front of her chest ready to push him away if he got any closer. "I’ll..choose to trust you. But only because I haven’t the time go through such trouble just to get rid of you when fate says we should be together like this." a sigh now, she surrenders. There’s no defying that book of his. 

"... Er... and well, imagine my surprise when I saw your name printed in the book. With you on the premises, I couldn't have settle for any other girl!" Waking up to her beautiful face every morning was a dream come true. That face that he'd become so accustomed to. The face of the only girl who openly rejects him every single time. Having any other girl as a roommate wouldn't have been as interesting.

Getting clear of her notion, he stepped back slightly away from her. "Then you give me leave? To fantasize about you, I mean?"

Her hand still lay on the doorknob as she scowled at him now. Bedfellows? Not with him. She’d be going right down to the office to see if they could do something about this. She refused to be roomed with him. "You had a hand in this." she hissed, eyebrows furrowed and her hands now clenched. 

"I swear to you, Edea, I had nothing to do with it!" He waved his arms submissively. He knew how... frightful she was when angered, so it would be wise to play it safe. "Look, I was not aware of your plans to attend this academy." A lie. Hopefully one she wouldn't catch him on.

"And about the room... I had only checked the journal after I was already assign to it. I heard a was to share a room with a girl, and it piqued my interest." He lifted the book from his bed and started to flip through the pages. "See, it reads right here--'Ringabel is to share a room with Edea Lee'." He had been honest about this though, that's what it said. 

He shut the journal, quickly threw it on his bed and made his way over to her. "... And lastly, about sharing beds--the thought is rather exhilarating and it does get me excited." He paused for a moment at the thought. "... But I am a gentleman above all else. A lady's wishes--no--your wishes, Edea, surpass mine. I wouldn't ask anything disrespectful of your character, I give you my word."

It’s only been a day or so since she arrived here, and already she’s at the library instead of doing her homework, like the nerd she is. Honestly, the library is just a really relaxing place for her. She enjoys being there, surrounded by books. It was the same back home with the shepards, too. Chrom would always get on her tail about it…

Hm.. what should she read up on today? She doesn’t have anything particular in mind, so she’s just gonna pick something at random.

As she reached up to grab a book, she felt another hand brush up against hers! Oh, how silly of her. She didn’t realize that someone else was in the library, much less right next to her.

"No, don't apologise--it's rather improper seeing as how I'm the one at fault here." He slightly bowed, taking her hand in his own, "the name's Ringabel, and I must ask you to forgive my rude encounter, it shall not happen again."

Arriving in a new environment and adjusting to it is always hard, the blond knew this of couse. She was carrying what few belongings she had to her assigned room now. Room…415 was it? Ah, yes. It was jut around the corner from where she was walking then. She saw a food establishment on campus and made a note of going to visit it later, she needed to try to cuisine here sooner or later and she’d rather it be sooner. She hadn’t seen hide nor hair of Agnes, Tiz, or Ringabel yet. But perhaps she was speaking too soon..the others might well be on their way and knowing Ringabel, he’s probably found his way into some trouble or he’s probably here already.

But enough thinking! She’s standing in front of her room now, key in hand as she proceeds to unlock the door and open it. Her boots clicking on the pavement as she stepped in. Not too shabby of a room! Two beds— wait..two beds? Would she be sharing this room with somebody? Well, she hoped it was at least a female she could get along with. Her eyes now moved to the second bed and to her surprise, there was Ringabel..right there. How did she miss him? We just don’t know. "Ah, Ringabel!" she exclaimed, "I wasn’t expecting to see yooooou here so soon!"

"Your room?" Acting had to have been one of his strong suits, that's certain. "Hm. Well, that's odd--this is my room. Room 415." He promptly held up a paper containing useful information. His classes, a map of the campus, his dorm room number. Yes, all of that was present.

A small, but rather eye catching smirk played across his lips. "Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but if we're both stating that these are our accommodations... doesn't that make us--what's the word I'm looking for? Ah, yes... bedfellows?"