((You can make a person for Altair if ya want Kira. C:

HAY. I drew a bunny a couple days ago. :D He's a fluffy gray floppity-eared bunny named Alexander. C:))

Altair, by the time all these seperate events had taken place, had climbed into a tree to lounge on a branch with his i-Pod playing soft, mellow music like How To Save A Life by the Fray and others. He had his eyes closed and was breathing softly, looking almost like he was asleep. The one things that broke the facade was the fact that his foot was moving with his music and he was mouthing the words.

After a little while of this, he opened his eyes and jumped out of the tree, landing in a very Spiderman-like crouch before straightening up to look around. He took one of the earbuds out of his ear and cocked his head. "Now....where'd they all go?" he pondered out loud as he started trotting back towards the school to see if he could find anything in his little stash in his minifridge, which was located in his dorm room.

((Haaaiii~ C:

Sorry I wasn't on. .3.

It was raining Tuesday, and I was like..tired after my doctor's appointment on Thursday last week.

You know what? You need to email me. I can get on my email almost daily. :D))

( Oya. O>O
This be for Altair, 'cause he be hawt. 8D ) 

Name: Espen

Age: Seventeen

Grade: Uhh. Whatever grade Altair is in. e.e *too lazy to look*

Gender: Male

Race: Hyuuman

Looks:
http://www.emoboyfriend.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/emo-scene-boy.jpg
Ignore the ear thingies. e.e

Animal Form/Pet: None. D:

S.O: Honestly, he's more gay than bi. O>O
So he's bi, but leans waay more towards guys.

Crush: Altair...? 8D

Date: Nonee. D: He doesn't wanna go to the dance.

Other: None.

( email you? O>O

What be your email adress? O.o )

((rika_the_fallen@yahoo.com

C:

Andandand...bring him on in. :D))

( Okau. 8D

Of course its RikaTheFallen xD I be animallover726 e.e
I've had the dang email for years now. Since I lived in California, so yeah. O>O )

Espen looked down, staring at his books. They had slipped through all of his other books, and now he was a tad p.o'd. Who would be, when you had so many books to carry?

As he bent down to pick his books up, he was checking some dude out through his hair. Long, tied back hair. His favourite.

Espen straightened back up, cracking his back with an audible, wet pop. He let out a tiny squeak, then fixed his books, quietly strolling over near the strange male.

Espen stopped, stunned. Already, he had spotted Altair's eyes, and the first thought that had his Espen's head was, Oh. They're beautiful. He swallowed, realizing that he was close enough to start a conversation with the other male.

"H-hi." he stammered, almost stomping on his own foot.

((I think Altair's eyes are prettier than MAtthias'.

I mean, Alta has some purple in one of his eyes. :D Which is odd. xDD))

Altair smiled a bit, making an attempt at being friendly. "Hello," he said as the other male stammered out a greeting, pulling out his other earphone and stuffing his i-Pod into his pocket. He cocked his head a bit, trying to think if he had seen him before, but nothing really came to mind.

( Drew: LIES!
Espen: You're the liar! D:<
Drew: D: What?!
Espen: That's right. >__>
Drew: ;~;

Me: Calm down, you two! D:< *huggles Drew* Makin' him sad. >__>
Espen: What about meee? D:
Me: You made him cry!
Espen: *sobs*
Me: O>O *hugs sobbing boys* Alrighty then... )

Espen swallowed, staring. "You've got pretty eyes, y'know." he blurted, feeling a bit uncomfortable. Jeez, he'd never been this nervous around anyone before. Usually he was quite the womanizer, but y'know. He likes guys more, so...

"They're colourful..." Espen tilted his head, blinking several times.

Altair cocked his head a little more, blinking several times. "I wouldn't really call them pretty," he said, reaching up to rub the back of his neck. "The colorations are just...weird to me," he clarified with a soft sigh. "But there's not really anything I can do unless I wear contacts. But they makes my eyes all dry and itchy, so I don't."

"My name's Altair, by the way," he held out his hand, smiling as he waited for the other male to shake it.

((C:))

( RIKA! *noms on Rikaness* :o )

"I wear contacts. Contact lenses, not colour contacts." Espen took Altair's hand and shook it. "And I don't know why we're shaking hands, because you never told me your name." He smirked his signature smirk - nose wrinkled, eye brows furrowed just so, eyes narrowed, and lips curved up into the shape of a smirk.

"I'm Espen." He let go of Altair's hand, blinking.

((He told him his name. D:

"My name's Altair, by the way," he held out his hand, smiling as he waited for the other male to shake it.

See? D:))

( O.O When?

...Oh. ...*edits* )

((.3. Weird. I don't think the library computer accepted your edit. *sigh*

....

I miss my home Internet. ;3;))

Altair cocked his head slightly to the side once more. "Yes, I did. It's Altair. Altair Esmiro." He blinked once before shrugging it off. "So...what do you want to talk about now?" he asked Espen, running out of things to say.

"This is pretty much the longest conversation I've ever had, so I'm not too good swith thinking up topics," he rubbed the back of his neck, smiling sheepishly.

( D: )

Espen blinked. "Well, you just said this is pretty much the longest conversation you've ever had, so why don't we start on that?" He took a deep breath. "Why is this the longest conversation you've ever had? I've had much, much longer. The clock's ticking, and I've got all day. Let's make it a life's record." He smiled, waiting for Altair to contribute to the conversation.