PKA// Shh, They're Sleeping {Jack/Marree/Anatra?}

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Vy Pryce
Age; Eighteen
District: Two

Beauty and the Beast, man did Jeran get his titles completely mixed up. Must be the drinks, it has to be. Being intoxicated can pull rose-colored glasses over some people's eyes. Of course that's the reason. Because there's no way that Vy's a beauty in any situation. He'll regret it in the morning, and there goes a chance of having one friend within this damn place. Good one Vy. And the mistakes continue as her brain's not only fogged by the alcohol but also over what just happened. Usually she's the most concentrated career, though it takes footsteps the snap her back into reality. Quickly she presses her back up against a wall, her heart immediately beginning to race. Shit.

The footsteps grow closer and her heart inches up her throat until she's certain she's going to puke it up. Then they fade further down the hall, disappearing after a minute. Finally she allows her breathing to continue, whispering a few curse words at herself as she stays frozen against the wall. Coast must be clear by now. Stupid curfew, though it's the fact that she's far from being sober that will have her booted from this place in a second. This time she takes great care in tiptoeing through the halls and being very cautious over listening out for anything. Somehow she manages to get to her room without another encounter though.

As quietly as she's possibly able to she creaks open the door to step inside and slowly close it behind her. Just a slight click determines that it's fully shut and Vy's pulled off being relatively silent. Now to get through the pitch black room as her eyes take their sweet time adjusting. Hopefully the drinks aren't also impairing how loud she feels that she's being. At least she's made it this far.

[Jack Lexington]

The days have been hard at the academy. Despite the fact that I tried real hard I haven't gottne as many points as I was hoping because of sneaking away with Tyren. I'm determined to get more points because I'm competitive. I don't Kyanites Jackass brother to home with more points than me. So I resort to what I'm best at aside from close combat...studying. Most people wouldn't think so as I don't look like a smart guy but I actaully am. It's something I inhereted. I understand and memorize stuff easily. The only smarts I'm lacking are people smarts.

That night I had to go to the bathroom and when I tried to go back to sleep I couldn't, so I figured instead of tossing and turning I'd grab my rules and regulations books and starts reading them.
The only spot where IU could turn on the light was the bathroom so that's where I spend half an hour until I hear the door close.
"Shit."
I shut my books and flush the toilet to pretend I just used it. Then I walk out of the bathroom and run right into Vy...fully dresses and smelling like booze.
"Where do you come from?" I wrinkle my brow and step right in front of her because this surely makes me curious.

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Just for a second light shines through the door fro the bathroom, it's enough time to give Vy a good glimpse at the location of her bunk. Of course she could probably figure it out blind folded as she's been in this room enough, but avoiding bumping her healing knee into a corner sounds like a good idea. Plus waking the roommates is the worst idea. The light only lasts a second, and dumbly enough it means that one of the guy's are up. So maybe she gulped a few too many sips, at least she can crash now...almost.

A shadow halts her from going any further, and luckily she doesn't crash into him all together. It's none other then Matthew and he immediately questions where Vy came from. "My mother, just like everyone else." So her witty remarks become more stupid and comical while under the influence, and a light giggle seems to never leave her. "Though she does say I was a failed lab baby." She's never had a problem with joking about herself, especially drunk. It's surprisingly easier to come up with rude comments when not afraid to give some to themselves. Everything just seems so funny right now though she manages to keep it all down to a hushed volume.

"Training because it's a bit difficult to do sober thanks to you." Vy holds up the small water-bottle that anyone would probably take as nothing if her smell didn't give it away. Only a small two sips remain but she holds it out to her enemy. "Would you like some?" So she's a lot more friendlier, at least she's a happy drunk. Whether he takes it or not, the quick spar did manage to soak up her clothing in sweat a little. And she's not that buzzed as to fall asleep in her gym attire. What would she work out with in the morning? So retrieves her night gear and throws them up to her top bunk before climbing the small ladder herself.

[Jack Lexington]

"My mother, just like everyone else."
It takes me a moment to even understand what she means because my mind is clearly not on her jokes at 2 am.
Though she does say I was a failed lab baby." She giggles away like a little school girl and gives me the impression that she had not only one but two to many.
"One could think so." I scowl at her.
"Do you know what happens if they catch you like this? Drunk and roaming around after the curfew?" I warn her even though I know I've done the same thing only two nights ago.

"Training because it's a bit difficult to do sober thanks to you." She says it with a blame but I can tell she's trying to lay a guilt trip on me.
"Try pain killers. Morphling works like a charm."
I'm clearly much less amused than she is, especially when she offers me some of the booze from her bottle, which I just push away.

"What have you been doing at this time of the day?" I'm starting to wonder because she can't be training anywhere. That would set off all alarms.
So I add. "Or should I ask WHO?" The thought alone is outlandish? Who would want to be with her?

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Of course Matthew has to use Vy's tease against herself with a one could think so. He can be as cold as her mother, and a damn buzz kill at that. Then of course he warns her about the consequences of wandering around after curfew and intoxicated. Just great, he did mention his desire of wanting to get her kicked out, but then against that was before they made a settlement. What happened to playing it fair from now on? As if he hasn't consumed any alcohol during this long stay. "Well it's a good thing i'm in my dorm." Vy shoots back with the giggles dissipating completely. Well so much for making peace over some drinks, guess that doesn't work on everyone.

"Thanks for the tip buzz kill." Vy mutters as she climbs up to her bed. For some reason Matthew's a stink over her having a good time, talking about taking pain killers instead of drinking. Do none of these careers know the fun time of drunk training? That's sad. What's more annoying is his lack of taking a nice night without bickering. But no Vy's happy drunk mood is taken.

The question of who Vy's been with comes up and makes her face go blank until a small grin forces itself upon her face. "Uh, no one." It's a lot more difficult to lie while under the influence. Hopefully Matthew won't push, after all he doesn't care. With the pitch blackness of the room and the security of her top bunk she pulls off her workout clothing to slip into her typical baggy shirt and shorts. What Jeran had managed to slyly stuck into her pocket before she left completely slips her mind as her brain's consumed by everything that went down. Folding the clothes to place at the end of her bed for later, she doesn't consider the object that needs to be kept within her pants. Of course it doesn't stay in place though, and tumbles through the darkness to land of the floor. Crap. Now without even thinking she remembers.

Well it's dark at least, and only a light patter came from the small object hitting the floor. Certainly Matthew's already curled up in his bed by now, paying no attention to anything but his thoughts? By the morning anyone will assume that the completely wrapped object is one of the guy's with three of them occupying this room. Vy stays completely silently as if her movement would give it away. And apparently he didn't manage to kill off all of her buzz as a soft chuckle escapes her lips. She's never been so thankful for such a dark room.

[Jack Lexington]

In don't care if I killed her nice buzz nor do I buy that she saw noone.
After all we're not friends, just enemies, who decided to not use their weapons. As much as I like her jokes I can't stand the girl. Not only because she put my girl in yet another cast but aslo because she's simply not my type.

My hands on her back when she tries to climb up to her bunk to hold her for a moment.
"I'm not buying that, Missy...who is it? Who do you hang out with?"
It's not that hard to guess really because aside from the people in our room I've only seen her with one guy here.
"Oh no....you gotta be kidding me? Jeran?"

I'm pretty sure my guess is right although I never would have thought that this guy goes for a girl like Vy, who's hardly a girl anyway in my book.
"I thought he likes the prissy chicks."
I laugh a little too loud making 'glasses stirr'.

So I shake my head at her and lay down on my bunk.
"That's fucking awesome. He'll never live this down.
Come to think about it...I'm dating his sister. In a few years Vy could be my sister in law. No freakin way.
I guess when he's drunk he doesn't care all that much who he's having fun with.

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Still Matthew pushes for more of an explanation for who Vy was with. Why does he assume that? Even if it is true, he should be calling her a drunk loner, not acting like a curious friend. "No one." She repeats once again while giving him a stern look as to back off. There's already enough crap to deal with here, she doesn't need to worry about rumors. "I don't have friends, remember?" She says as if it was Matthew's saying, anything to get him to back off. Of course he doesn't as he somehow guesses that it was Jeran...damn it.

"No..." Vy replies much to quickly and defensively. With a sigh she goes to hide within her bunk. Why does Matthew hate her this much? He presses on further as he then assumes that something was going on between them. Apparently Jeran seems to have the type of prissy girls, which is obviously far from how Vy is. "I'm sure he does." She agrees though picturing him with that stereotype doesn't feel right. Maybe a sweet little nurse, but certainly not Vy or a prissy girl. By now she's willing to say whatever to convince Matthew otherwise. So sure, Jeran likes the uptight ones.

There goes Vy's one chance of having a friend as Matthew declares that Jeran's never going to be able to live this down. Gossip of them even getting wasted and sleeping together could ruin it all, and that didn't even happen... For some odd reason this makes her heart sink with the idea of Jeran having to deal with that, not even considering the fact of what he'll think of her. "I wasn't with Jeran, I hardly know the kid." Her ability to lie like a pro returns. It's only anger that covers her voice though. Just please don't start those rumors.

"What the hell is your problem anyways?" The fact that Matthew's so keen on making her life miserable here is getting old and annoying. First he hates her, then calls for them to go fair, and now he wants to torture her again. This time he's involving someone else though, which makes her anger more then double. "Can you mind your own damn business for a change? I got drunk and trained alone. Go tell everyone how much of a loser I am, stop making shit up for your entertainment." Maybe she's giving it a way with how hard she's pushing for this coverup to stick, but it doesn't matter anymore, he needs to keep Jeran out of this.

[Jack Lexington]

Vys attitude changes from happy drunk to rabbit under fire. She gets very tense and upset when I ask her these questions which makes me think I hit a nerve. Yet she claims that she doesn't know him and that "I wasn't with Jeran."

I can tell that I'm pushing her buttons too much. If it wasn't for the other guys sleeping soundly I'd tease her some more.

Then she gets aggressive, at least her words and tone do.
"What the hell is your problem anyways? Can you mind your own damn business for a change? I got drunk and trained alone. Go tell everyone how much of a loser I am, stop making shit up for your entertainment."

That rubs me the wrong way. I want to bite back with words but all I say is. "No need for that. You're making sure everybody knows yourself."
I know that must sting but truth be told I don't like her.
"How about you try to get points where you can? Training won't help you. Studying just might."

I frown as I let my head sink onto my bed and close my eyes. Why did I have to share a room...a bed with the one woman I don't like? Well, one of the many women I don't like.

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Now it's clear that Matthew's only trying to provoke anger out of Vy as he claims that she's doing a fine job on her own with showing everyone that she's a loser. A pathetic single chuckle escapes her as she rolls her eyes despite his inability to see it. So is fighting fair from now off? Or did he say that with the exclusion of them trying to get along. As much as his rude comment is aggravating she reminds herself that he's only trying to get under her skin. Plus she could careless is everyone thought she was a loser. It's the idea of getting nasty looks and boots the other way every time she ran into Jeran. Even if he's the only decent guy out there rumors of him being involved with her will ruin that certainly.

"Well thanks captain obvious." Vy has no problem with being rude towards herself and agreeing with Matthew, as long as it keeps Jeran out of this. So many nasty remarks come from Brittany, it's natural for her to simply ignore them and agree.

Why doesn't he just stop there? Who the hell knows. Maybe he just needs to have the last word. But of course he has to add in how she should be studying instead of training. How'd he figure out her lack of book knowledge? Not her fault that she only contains street smarts, the whole education wasn't included in that. He's probably just taking a wild guess, or maybe not even referring to how well she is at studying. Either way he doesn't seem right about there being no points in training, it takes lots of strength to be a peacekeeper. Instead of getting into a further argument Vy keeps her mouth shut and curls up in bed, staring at the picture she's unable to see in this darkness.

[Jack Lexington]

Vy shuts up for a welcome change so I leave her be. It’s late at night and we shouldn’t wake Tyren or glasses. Slowly I drift off to sleep with all the rules I just read in my mind. Hopefully they’ll stick. Studying before going to sleep usually works well for me.
The next morning our alarm wakes us at 6.30 am, which isn’t too early for the academy. One day we had to wake up at 5 am.
I rub my face and groggily open my eyes. My back is sore and my muscle all a little overworked. The days here are long and filled with work, exercise and studying.
As much as I’d like to stay in bed a little longer I know I have to get up so I roll out of bed and set my bare feet on the cold vinyl floor.
I remember the discussion with Vy last night and don’t feel so good about it because nobody gave me crap for drinking and climbing over the fence but the seargant major.
I stand up and lean my elbows on the edge of the top bunk.
“Morning.”
I wait for her to open her eyes and briefly gaze at the picture of her little sister that’s pinned on the ceiling.
“Waky, waky.”
Once she’s awake I briefly state. “Hung over? I hope not. Don’t worry about last night. I won’t tell anyone.”

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Of course today they're not given a special day to sleep in a little, but Vy's unable to complain as the peers over at the clock. It's been earlier before, and though she'll be a zombie this morning at least she was given enough time to sleep off the drinks. If it'd had been five like a couple of times before, she'd probably still be drunk. Now only a pounding in the head reminds her of last night. She pulls her sheet over her face as if to ignore the loud alarm, like that's even possible. It fades away and as much as she'd love to use her famous frack the world this is not the place. Someone greets her before she even has a chance to fully open her eyes after closing them again in refusal to wake up.

"Are you bipolar?" Vy questions after Matthew's silly waky, waky forces her to pull away from the darkness of her sheet. It's too early for her voice to hold any anger in it though as she sticks with her usual joking manner. Just last night she could of sworn he was using her drunken state to stir up some emotions as he kept jabbing with the insults. Sadly for him she truly does hold the same amount of feelings as a typical male, if not less...well as long as Brooklyn's no where around.

For some odd reason he actually questions if she's hungover, and expresses his hope that she's not. He really is bipolar, or has some sort of trick up his sleeve as he's playing the decent card again. A reassurance of not sharing what happened last night arrives from him though, completely shocking Vy. Does he mean about her drinking or his guess over Jeran? "Which part?" She's unable to resist questioning as her eyes fall upon him, tall enough to see the top bunk without standing on anything. "And why the change of heart?" Her eyebrows arch inward with curiosity as she just doesn't understand why he's all of a sudden acting like this now.

[Jack Lexington]

The girl is clearly hung over that much I know.
"Are you bipolar?" She asks obviously referring to me toning down my attitude from last night.
"Maybe." I cock my head to the side. "Are you bisexual?" I simply couldn't help it. All the tough chick thing makes me think of her as a lesbian.
Instantly I regret that lowblow that just slipped from my lips.

When I inform her that I'm not going to tell her secret to anyone she asks me which one, which makes me think twice...what exactly was her secret? That she got drunk late at night...but what else.
"What are you talking about. I thought you only had one." That's when I raise my brows and a smirk creeps on my face. "Ah, lady...you just gave it away. Jeran, huh?"
My voice is low enough for only us to hear.
"Suit yourself. None of my business who you hook up with."
Secretly I rub my hands together because I WILL definetly rub it in HIS face.

"And why the change of heart?"
I offer her a hand to climb off the bed to stress my next words. "I'm a real nice guy."
Everybody knows that's a bunch of crap.

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Well Matthew must be bipolar as he now back on the joking back-and-forth, even if they're far from being friends. The first time a couple of days ago she went with out of pure hope that they'll be decent acquaintances, now she's unsure. After last night he seems to have way too much energy in making sure that Vy's life at the academy goes completely miserable. Still a short laugh escape as he answers with a maybe to whether he's bipolar. Maybe she's desperate to laugh away the headache, or slightly funny that he's owning up to it.

"Maybe." Vy mocks Matthew's answer after he questions whether she's bisexual. Good question though she can hardly stand females already, dating one? Yeah right, she'd probably go insane with a chick's problems and even conversations. But she leaves her maybe open ended incase Matthew really does thing so, could help pull him away from thinking that Jeran and her did anything...

In two words Vy completely blows the idea of getting Jeran out of the picture. Instantly Matthew catches it and the questions roll out once again. He does make it sound like he truly doesn't care who she's hooking up with, though the pushing for information seems to say otherwise. This must be stopped, so she might as well change strategies and try playing his game. "You have a man crush on Jeran, don't you?" A coy smile stays upon her face as she speaks at the same volume as him, like she has a little secret of her own though she's only yanking his chain. "Well I can't tell you the juicy stories of how he is in bed, because I never slept with him. Sorry." This is the pure truth for a change as they didn't actually do anything but drink together and train last night...

A hand is offered to help her down the latter, as if Matthew's actually a gentlemen as he claims to be a real nice guy. "Sure you are." It certainly deserves an eye roll and a chuckle as well. She ignores his help and scales down the ladder, just to be given the horrible news that the drinking really did do it's job last night with numbing her knee. This morning it nearly hurts as much as an hour after the displacement, and she still has a nice headache to go with it. Lovely start for today. She must of packed aspirin with her water-bottle, as any smart person would do. After pulling out her clothes she continues searching for it just to come up empty.

[Jack Lexington]

Her maybe in regards to my question whether she's bisexual makes me pause in thaughts also I try to act normal. I've never met a lesbian or bisexual girl. That would be interesting.

I wait for her to descend from her throne when she suddenly tells me with that unmistakable smirk. "You have a man crush on Jeran, don't you?"
My jaw almost drops. "Me?"
How can she even go there? I'm the last guy who'd be into other guys even if I joke around along those lines. But Jeran! Heck no.
"Jeran? That asshole? Heck no!" I exclaim loudly not caring whether anybody tells him what I think of him because I'm sure he says the same about me.
"His sister...sure." I wiggle my brows at her because I'm pretty sure she caught on to my feelings for Kyanite when it was pay back time.
"Well I can't tell you the juicy stories of how he is in bed, because I never slept with him. Sorry."
"I wouldn't want to know anyway." I shake my head at the thought. "Unless you can tell me he's got a dwarf wiener." That I'd love to hear.

Vy decides to ignore my helping hand and makes it down very ungracefully which makes me roll my eyes and actually pull her up a little before she takes a spill.
Then I walk away to get dressed.
"Rules class today...you got all your rules down, girl?"
I simply can't resist the constant urge to mess with her.
Then I change into the uniform I'm slowly getting used to although it's so tight and uncomfortable. It does look good though.
Eventually I walk into the bathroom to brush my teeth and then ask nobody in particular.
"Breakfast?"

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Wait Jeran's the ass hole? A strange look comes from Vy at this news. Seems to her that they're clearly the ass holes where he's actually a good person. Still Matthew's baffled by her comeback of saying that he's the one with the crush and immediately denies it being Jeran and nothing about him being bisexual as well. People are people, and for some reason Matt seems little more likable with the picture of him dating a dude. Another chuckles come from Vy as she shakes away the image and instead watch his eyebrows twitch or something as he expresses his fondness for Jeran's sister though. Well good thing Vy walked out on him last night and they didn't do anything because seeing Matthew at family reunions may just be the worst thing in the world.

"As you have quietly expressed before." Vy jokes about a couple of nights ago when he was in the bathroom pretending to be jacking off. All that she could hear was the slight scratching of a pencil though. She eyes him for a second before breaking it off with an eye-roll to return to her uniform.

"What is up with you boys and size contests?" It just seems like that all the male population is ever arguing about, and it's the one thing that Vy's unable to comprehend about them. Usually it's the other way around as she's unable to stand the majority of female conversations, but when it comes to comparing sizes it's gone to far with their silly egos. Still she's learned how to respond to these common situations, though she's sadly already used the I have the biggest dick card.

After the normal morning routine of changing, and teeth brushing, Vy actually folds away her clothes to neatly set up her locker. Last two inspections she sort of forgot and got one of those horrible moments of getting yelled at an inch away from her face. Not pleasant, especially when the person's a spitter. An offer for breakfast is given to everyone and without even considering of who it came from she agrees with a, "Why not." Well why not keep an eye on the enemy? Make sure he doesn't have an encounter with Jeran, because by tomorrow Matt will probably completely forget about it....hopefully. "We're going to the same place anyways." She shrugs it off because he probably still holds the rift, and she's still unsure how she even feels herself.



((OOC: Should we add Anatra to join? Or is there a plan?))