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Megan and Laura, backdated to September 29
Megan and Laura, the ultimate Odd Couple roommates, have an awkward first meeting.
The Danger Room had to be one the best things about this school, it allowed Laura to go as hard as she wanted without anyone getting upset or scared of her.
Not that they should be scared. She wouldn't kill a student.
She wiped her face with a towel as he made her way back to her room so she could shower and change, but that's when she noticed her door cracked open when she knew she had locked it tight before she left. On full alert, Laura quietly crept up towards the door, narrowing her eyes as she let her claws extend out.
1.2.3 She quickly toed open the door, stepped in and was thrown when her previous bare room was covered in almost every color imaginable. There was also....what was it called? Glitter. "What..?"
Megan was standing on her tip toes on her bed trying to hang a paper lantern when the door creaked open. Trying to crane her neck around to look threw her off balance, and the sudden question startled her. She yelped and fell down in a tangle of wings and limbs. She blinked up at Laura with her strange black eyes, and with gradual understanding a smile spread across her face. "Roommate? Laura, right?"
Laura stood there watching the girl for a minute, the blackness of her eyes a little unsettling since she couldn't tell exactly where the other was looking with out pupils. She figured she should answer, though she was still cautious. "Yes, I am Laura."
She made her way over to her side of the room, which was thankfully still as bare as she had left it.
"I'm Megan! Megan--" She finished picking herself up and gave her wings one final straightening flap. "Megan Gwynn. I'm so happy to meet you." Though her Welsh accent was a bit on the thick side, the brightness of her voice made her a bit easier to understand. "My very first American friend." An eager smile still lit her features.
Laura could only stare at this girl who stood in front of her, who she assumed from the girl's words, was her new roommate. She didn't know what to be thrown off by first, the eyes, the wings, the pink hair...
Was this girl a human-butterfly hybrid? Had she been put together in a lab as well?
Laura slid her claws back into her forearms and frowned at the girl called Megan. "I do not even know you. How are we friends?"
"I--" Her eyes were drawn to Laura's hands, to the disappearance of the claws she hadn't even noted before. "I just thought...since we're roommates..." She was faltering for something to say to this girl she suddenly felt the need to impress.
Laura watched the girl for a little while longer, then glanced over at the insane color wall that Megan had decided to put up. "You enjoy...a lot of colors."
Megan nodded. "I thought it would be...cheerful." It was all done up as close as she could get to her room in her grandparents' house. "You don't like it?"
Laura thought about that question as she looked over all the different colors and pictures that had been stuck to the wall. It was different, different than what she was used to with just white walls, but she guessed that color wasn't a bad thing. "It's different. I'm not used to it, but I'll adjust."
Mega felt a little better, hearing that. "I'm sure we'll get used to each other soon." She sat down on her bed, facing Laura. "I should probably ask questions. I don't know where to start. I've never had a roommate before. Not even a sister, either. So I guess I'm used to doing things on my own. But I'm glad you don't hate it. It sure took a long time to put it all up."
Laura had no response to that so she just nodded and moved towards the dresser that was on her side of the room. She placed the sweat soaked towel on top of the dresser and went about getting things ready for her shower. When she had pretty much everything, she turned to look at Megan again and frowned. "Are you a bug?"
"A bug?!" Megan frowned. "I'm a mutant, just like you." She reached back and brushed the back of her hand against her soft wing. "I'm supposed to be called Pixie. That's my codename. Not bug."
"Pixie..." Laura repeated, thinking back over the few non-educational books her mother had smuggled into her cell. One had been an old faded book about fairytales and creatures, knowledge that Laura would never need, until now. "Mythical creatures of folklore, considered to be particularly concentrated in the high moorlands areas around Devon and Cornwall suggesting some Celtic origin."
Laura looked Megan up and down. "You aren't naked and do you still children or like mischief?"
"Huh?" Megan was beginning to get lost in this conversation. The odd combination of sounding like an encyclopedia and asking obvious questions was making her feel like there was some joke she wasn't getting. And it was probably a joke on her. She turned around and took her fairy-themed calendar off the wall, and offered it to Laura to peruse. "See? Those pictures are of, like, fairies and pixies. I'm called pixie because I look like that." She fluttered her colorful wings to demonstrate.
Laura resisted taking a step back when the girl moved closer to her, glancing at the pictures in her hand before look up at her face.
"I know what a Pixie is..." She muttered quietly, but Megan had answered her question and she was satisfied. She was called that based on only her looks, Megan would not be tricking anyone or stealing babies. "I understand."
"Oh. Good. I thought maybe you were confused." Megan laid the calendar on her bed. She would take the time to hang it back up later. "Maybe we should talk about something else. Like...roommate stuff."
Laura had never had a roommate before so she wasn't quiet sure was qualified as 'roommate stuff', but she could try if Megan would give her some kind of inkling. "What exactly is roommate stuff?"
Megan took a moment to think hard. She had never done this before, either. "What kind of music do you like?"
Laura frowned at that question, she knew what music was, but she had never been given the chance to listen to anything that she might have picked for herself. There had been one doctor that liked to play this one song a lot while he took her samples, she didn't mind it. "There is a song titled Fly Me to the Moon. It is nice to hear."
"I don't know that one. Hold on." Megan whipped out her phone--an iPhone, several generations behind and with a unicorn emblazoned case--and pulled up YouTube. When she searched the song title, the first two entries were different. One had a thumbnail with a blue-haired anime girl, and one had Frank Sinatra. Megan clicked on the girl, and the music began to play. It was slower and subtler than her usual taste, but she smiled widely at her roommate. "It's pretty."
Laura listened, surprised when it wasn't the one she was used to, but it also sounded much more soothing compared to the one the Doctor had always listened to. "Mmm. Yes, this one is better than the other."
"I guess you like relaxing stuff, huh?"
She gave a small shrug. "It's really the only music I have listened to. Music wasn't something important they wanted me to learn."
"They? You mean your parents?" Maybe they were strict and made Laura study all the time or something. Maybe that was why she didn't have any posters or decorations, because she had grown up super serious. Megan was willing to take on the burden of fixing that, a righteous cause if there ever was one.
"My parents?" Laura had to think about that, technically Kinney had been her mother, but she never had considered any of the doctors to be any kind of parental unit or caregiver. She had no idea what kind of title to apply to the people who had worked in the facility, so instead she shrugged. "The people who watched me, music was not something they thought would benefit me and my goals."
Megan spent an uncomfortable moment trying to parse that. She didn't want to be rude and pry any further though she was wracked with curiosity. "Oh. Well....maybe we can discover some cool music together. If you want to."
Laura considered that for a minute, she had never really thought of music being a bonding tool, but she didn't know much about the outside world and quickly nodded. "Yes. That would be interesting to try. What genre of music to you enjoy?"
"Umm...well..." Megan thumbed through her phone, trying to decide what to share. Probably Laura would be shocked if the music was too energetic, she reasoned. "You might like this. The band is called 'churches.' Except it's spelled with a v, like c-h-v-r-c-h-e-s and I was so confused about it at first..." The music was electronic and modern, powered by clarion-clean female vocals, but the tempo was a bit relaxed.
Laura listened to the song that Megan had picked, not sure if she liked what she was hearing or not. It had a woman singing, so that counted as music, but the beats were weird and she could pinpoint any instrument that was being played. She waited until the song was finished before nodding politely. "That was very different. You like this...chvrches?"
"Yes. I think they're so dramatic. It makes me feel very poetical and tragic." Megan, unthinking, tried to make warm eye contact with Laura with her featureless black eyes. "I have lots of different stuff, though. Happy music."
Laura stared for a moment at Megan, wondering how such a delicate person had been able to survive so long, then gave a small shrug. "Show me your happy music then. Is it supposed to make you happy? Is that its goal?"
"Yes! You can play really happy music and sing along and have a great time with your friends. Try...this." Once again Megan concentrated on her phone, and started a new song: Uptown Funk
Laura frowned when the song started, the beat and tone of the song far different from the other song Megan had played for her. The. The words started and Laura didn't understand it at all. "What is...a straight masterpiece?"
"Like art in a museum. He's saying they're beautiful and amazing." Megan interrupted herself to sing a few lines.
Laura listened longer and was surprised that the beat of the song made something in her want to move a little, move how she wasn't sure. Maybe she could take this song into the Danger Room and try using it while she ran a simulation. She nodded her head towards Megan. "I like this one."
"I have a great idea. I'm gonna make us a whole 'roommates playlist' and we can listen to it when we hang out in here!" The idea felt explosively satisfying, like the door was opening on her new life with best American friends in her new amazing school.
Laura didn't know what a playlist was, but since it seemed to make Megan happy and didn't require much work on her own part then Laura was fine with that. She nodded and continued with getting things ready for a shower. "That would be alright. Just not late. Rest is important."
"Of course. We'll figure all of that out. Bedtimes, uh...privacy. Studying time." All the things that needed her attention made Megan feel very grown up. Although part of her wanted to go crazy now that she had moved out more or less on her own. She could eat snacks in bed. She could watch Netflix until 3 in the morning! With her headphones on, of course. Laura was apparently big on sleep.
She put her things in her shower bucket and gathered the clothes she was going to change into, then glanced over at Megan with a questioning look. "I did not mean to insinuate that you needed to have a set time for sleep if you did not want one."
In fact, since being out of the lab Laura hadn't had a designated rest time and merely just slept when she had a free moment. Maybe having structure would help when it came to easing into life here. "Do you think I should?"
"I think it's supposed to be healthier," Megan said, thoughtfully. "That's what my gran says. But I like to stay up late. I just get so distracted and before I know it it's 3 in the morning. It is a little terrible going to school the next morning, though."
Laura thought about that before giving a nod. "How about one ante meridian will be when we need to go to sleep. Does that sound fair?"
"Sounds great! I bet you'll help me be responsible." Megan, grinning, held out her arms to Laura. "We're gonna be the best roommates ever. Hugs!"
Laura's eyes widened when the girl opened her arms wide to her and announced that affectionate hugging was in order. Laura quickly shook her head at that, not exactly thrilled about the idea of hugging someone she just met, even if Megan seemed very kind. "No. I do not want to hug."
"Oh." Megan wasn't rude enough to whine about it, but she wore her heart on her sleeve and she looked pathetically disappointed. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I just...with my old friends I guess I got used to hugging a lot."
Laura frowned when she saw how disappointed no hugging made Megan and shook her head. "There are others here that I am sure you will find enjoy embracing each other. You should find one of them."
Megan nodded. "I'm sorry. I should have asked first."
"Mmm." Laura agreed with a nod and glanced over at the door before looking back at her new roommate. "I need to go shower. I am very sweaty from the Danger Room." She paused for a moment and then added. "I will return. If you would like to listen to more of your music, I would not mind."
There. She had extended an offer of compromise and friendliness.
Megan squeezed her phone tight, all excitement. "I'll put together a playlist while you're gone."
Laura nodded a little hesitantly. "That is...good. I will look forward to it, then."
With that she took her things and headed out, down towards the girl's showers.
The Danger Room had to be one the best things about this school, it allowed Laura to go as hard as she wanted without anyone getting upset or scared of her.
Not that they should be scared. She wouldn't kill a student.
She wiped her face with a towel as he made her way back to her room so she could shower and change, but that's when she noticed her door cracked open when she knew she had locked it tight before she left. On full alert, Laura quietly crept up towards the door, narrowing her eyes as she let her claws extend out.
1.2.3 She quickly toed open the door, stepped in and was thrown when her previous bare room was covered in almost every color imaginable. There was also....what was it called? Glitter. "What..?"
Megan was standing on her tip toes on her bed trying to hang a paper lantern when the door creaked open. Trying to crane her neck around to look threw her off balance, and the sudden question startled her. She yelped and fell down in a tangle of wings and limbs. She blinked up at Laura with her strange black eyes, and with gradual understanding a smile spread across her face. "Roommate? Laura, right?"
Laura stood there watching the girl for a minute, the blackness of her eyes a little unsettling since she couldn't tell exactly where the other was looking with out pupils. She figured she should answer, though she was still cautious. "Yes, I am Laura."
She made her way over to her side of the room, which was thankfully still as bare as she had left it.
"I'm Megan! Megan--" She finished picking herself up and gave her wings one final straightening flap. "Megan Gwynn. I'm so happy to meet you." Though her Welsh accent was a bit on the thick side, the brightness of her voice made her a bit easier to understand. "My very first American friend." An eager smile still lit her features.
Laura could only stare at this girl who stood in front of her, who she assumed from the girl's words, was her new roommate. She didn't know what to be thrown off by first, the eyes, the wings, the pink hair...
Was this girl a human-butterfly hybrid? Had she been put together in a lab as well?
Laura slid her claws back into her forearms and frowned at the girl called Megan. "I do not even know you. How are we friends?"
"I--" Her eyes were drawn to Laura's hands, to the disappearance of the claws she hadn't even noted before. "I just thought...since we're roommates..." She was faltering for something to say to this girl she suddenly felt the need to impress.
Laura watched the girl for a little while longer, then glanced over at the insane color wall that Megan had decided to put up. "You enjoy...a lot of colors."
Megan nodded. "I thought it would be...cheerful." It was all done up as close as she could get to her room in her grandparents' house. "You don't like it?"
Laura thought about that question as she looked over all the different colors and pictures that had been stuck to the wall. It was different, different than what she was used to with just white walls, but she guessed that color wasn't a bad thing. "It's different. I'm not used to it, but I'll adjust."
Mega felt a little better, hearing that. "I'm sure we'll get used to each other soon." She sat down on her bed, facing Laura. "I should probably ask questions. I don't know where to start. I've never had a roommate before. Not even a sister, either. So I guess I'm used to doing things on my own. But I'm glad you don't hate it. It sure took a long time to put it all up."
Laura had no response to that so she just nodded and moved towards the dresser that was on her side of the room. She placed the sweat soaked towel on top of the dresser and went about getting things ready for her shower. When she had pretty much everything, she turned to look at Megan again and frowned. "Are you a bug?"
"A bug?!" Megan frowned. "I'm a mutant, just like you." She reached back and brushed the back of her hand against her soft wing. "I'm supposed to be called Pixie. That's my codename. Not bug."
"Pixie..." Laura repeated, thinking back over the few non-educational books her mother had smuggled into her cell. One had been an old faded book about fairytales and creatures, knowledge that Laura would never need, until now. "Mythical creatures of folklore, considered to be particularly concentrated in the high moorlands areas around Devon and Cornwall suggesting some Celtic origin."
Laura looked Megan up and down. "You aren't naked and do you still children or like mischief?"
"Huh?" Megan was beginning to get lost in this conversation. The odd combination of sounding like an encyclopedia and asking obvious questions was making her feel like there was some joke she wasn't getting. And it was probably a joke on her. She turned around and took her fairy-themed calendar off the wall, and offered it to Laura to peruse. "See? Those pictures are of, like, fairies and pixies. I'm called pixie because I look like that." She fluttered her colorful wings to demonstrate.
Laura resisted taking a step back when the girl moved closer to her, glancing at the pictures in her hand before look up at her face.
"I know what a Pixie is..." She muttered quietly, but Megan had answered her question and she was satisfied. She was called that based on only her looks, Megan would not be tricking anyone or stealing babies. "I understand."
"Oh. Good. I thought maybe you were confused." Megan laid the calendar on her bed. She would take the time to hang it back up later. "Maybe we should talk about something else. Like...roommate stuff."
Laura had never had a roommate before so she wasn't quiet sure was qualified as 'roommate stuff', but she could try if Megan would give her some kind of inkling. "What exactly is roommate stuff?"
Megan took a moment to think hard. She had never done this before, either. "What kind of music do you like?"
Laura frowned at that question, she knew what music was, but she had never been given the chance to listen to anything that she might have picked for herself. There had been one doctor that liked to play this one song a lot while he took her samples, she didn't mind it. "There is a song titled Fly Me to the Moon. It is nice to hear."
"I don't know that one. Hold on." Megan whipped out her phone--an iPhone, several generations behind and with a unicorn emblazoned case--and pulled up YouTube. When she searched the song title, the first two entries were different. One had a thumbnail with a blue-haired anime girl, and one had Frank Sinatra. Megan clicked on the girl, and the music began to play. It was slower and subtler than her usual taste, but she smiled widely at her roommate. "It's pretty."
Laura listened, surprised when it wasn't the one she was used to, but it also sounded much more soothing compared to the one the Doctor had always listened to. "Mmm. Yes, this one is better than the other."
"I guess you like relaxing stuff, huh?"
She gave a small shrug. "It's really the only music I have listened to. Music wasn't something important they wanted me to learn."
"They? You mean your parents?" Maybe they were strict and made Laura study all the time or something. Maybe that was why she didn't have any posters or decorations, because she had grown up super serious. Megan was willing to take on the burden of fixing that, a righteous cause if there ever was one.
"My parents?" Laura had to think about that, technically Kinney had been her mother, but she never had considered any of the doctors to be any kind of parental unit or caregiver. She had no idea what kind of title to apply to the people who had worked in the facility, so instead she shrugged. "The people who watched me, music was not something they thought would benefit me and my goals."
Megan spent an uncomfortable moment trying to parse that. She didn't want to be rude and pry any further though she was wracked with curiosity. "Oh. Well....maybe we can discover some cool music together. If you want to."
Laura considered that for a minute, she had never really thought of music being a bonding tool, but she didn't know much about the outside world and quickly nodded. "Yes. That would be interesting to try. What genre of music to you enjoy?"
"Umm...well..." Megan thumbed through her phone, trying to decide what to share. Probably Laura would be shocked if the music was too energetic, she reasoned. "You might like this. The band is called 'churches.' Except it's spelled with a v, like c-h-v-r-c-h-e-s and I was so confused about it at first..." The music was electronic and modern, powered by clarion-clean female vocals, but the tempo was a bit relaxed.
Laura listened to the song that Megan had picked, not sure if she liked what she was hearing or not. It had a woman singing, so that counted as music, but the beats were weird and she could pinpoint any instrument that was being played. She waited until the song was finished before nodding politely. "That was very different. You like this...chvrches?"
"Yes. I think they're so dramatic. It makes me feel very poetical and tragic." Megan, unthinking, tried to make warm eye contact with Laura with her featureless black eyes. "I have lots of different stuff, though. Happy music."
Laura stared for a moment at Megan, wondering how such a delicate person had been able to survive so long, then gave a small shrug. "Show me your happy music then. Is it supposed to make you happy? Is that its goal?"
"Yes! You can play really happy music and sing along and have a great time with your friends. Try...this." Once again Megan concentrated on her phone, and started a new song: Uptown Funk
Laura frowned when the song started, the beat and tone of the song far different from the other song Megan had played for her. The. The words started and Laura didn't understand it at all. "What is...a straight masterpiece?"
"Like art in a museum. He's saying they're beautiful and amazing." Megan interrupted herself to sing a few lines.
Laura listened longer and was surprised that the beat of the song made something in her want to move a little, move how she wasn't sure. Maybe she could take this song into the Danger Room and try using it while she ran a simulation. She nodded her head towards Megan. "I like this one."
"I have a great idea. I'm gonna make us a whole 'roommates playlist' and we can listen to it when we hang out in here!" The idea felt explosively satisfying, like the door was opening on her new life with best American friends in her new amazing school.
Laura didn't know what a playlist was, but since it seemed to make Megan happy and didn't require much work on her own part then Laura was fine with that. She nodded and continued with getting things ready for a shower. "That would be alright. Just not late. Rest is important."
"Of course. We'll figure all of that out. Bedtimes, uh...privacy. Studying time." All the things that needed her attention made Megan feel very grown up. Although part of her wanted to go crazy now that she had moved out more or less on her own. She could eat snacks in bed. She could watch Netflix until 3 in the morning! With her headphones on, of course. Laura was apparently big on sleep.
She put her things in her shower bucket and gathered the clothes she was going to change into, then glanced over at Megan with a questioning look. "I did not mean to insinuate that you needed to have a set time for sleep if you did not want one."
In fact, since being out of the lab Laura hadn't had a designated rest time and merely just slept when she had a free moment. Maybe having structure would help when it came to easing into life here. "Do you think I should?"
"I think it's supposed to be healthier," Megan said, thoughtfully. "That's what my gran says. But I like to stay up late. I just get so distracted and before I know it it's 3 in the morning. It is a little terrible going to school the next morning, though."
Laura thought about that before giving a nod. "How about one ante meridian will be when we need to go to sleep. Does that sound fair?"
"Sounds great! I bet you'll help me be responsible." Megan, grinning, held out her arms to Laura. "We're gonna be the best roommates ever. Hugs!"
Laura's eyes widened when the girl opened her arms wide to her and announced that affectionate hugging was in order. Laura quickly shook her head at that, not exactly thrilled about the idea of hugging someone she just met, even if Megan seemed very kind. "No. I do not want to hug."
"Oh." Megan wasn't rude enough to whine about it, but she wore her heart on her sleeve and she looked pathetically disappointed. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I just...with my old friends I guess I got used to hugging a lot."
Laura frowned when she saw how disappointed no hugging made Megan and shook her head. "There are others here that I am sure you will find enjoy embracing each other. You should find one of them."
Megan nodded. "I'm sorry. I should have asked first."
"Mmm." Laura agreed with a nod and glanced over at the door before looking back at her new roommate. "I need to go shower. I am very sweaty from the Danger Room." She paused for a moment and then added. "I will return. If you would like to listen to more of your music, I would not mind."
There. She had extended an offer of compromise and friendliness.
Megan squeezed her phone tight, all excitement. "I'll put together a playlist while you're gone."
Laura nodded a little hesitantly. "That is...good. I will look forward to it, then."
With that she took her things and headed out, down towards the girl's showers.
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