Jordyn stayed put, purring slightly.

~~

"Yep." He smiled, even though Shayde could't see it. ((Failed...))

Drew opened the door to led to his room, putting Jordyn down on the bed that wasn't his. "Okay," he said, setting her clothes down next to her. "This is my room."

Altair chuckled softly, trotting off to head back to their room. HE had had to carry it all in himself, so he figured he'd be able to carry it all back to his room on his own. Plus, it wasn't all that far to go, so he could stick it out.

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Shayde chuckled softly. "Then it doesn't matter if I shift in front of you," he told himself, relieved. Most humans would have freaked out if a wolf turned into a human right in front of them. 

"Gah," Drew wrinkled his nose. "No roomies, unless I already know them."

~

"You really do know where you're going," Espen said, blinking at the familiar surroundings. "It's like you've got the school's map literally in your head."

Espen blinked at Altair, then smiled. "Oh," he chirped. After a moment, Espen pointed at a door and exclaimed, "That's our room, right?!"

Altair turned his head to look at the door and, after checking the number, looked back at Espen with a smile and nodded, shifting the bags on his shoulders.

((Let's give Espen something to be proud of today. :D)) 

( xD
Espen: "Yay." 8D )

"I'll open it," Espen said, walking over to the door and sticking they key in. He turned the key, turning the knob at the same time, and the door opened easily. "Mkay, I opened it." he announced, pushing the door further open and turning back to Altair with a smile.

Altair padded in, setting his bags down and promptly srating to dig through them, searching his favorite pair of jeans and a shirt to go with them.

Yeah, he was kind of picky about that. Not much, but he couldn't stand clashing. Must have been from his mom drilling it into his subconscious. 

((-giggles-

I'm sure you'd like that, Espen. ;D))

After a few more minutes, Altair grinned as he pulled out a pair of faded denim jeans, whose bottoms were severely frayed due to how much he wore them. And the fact that they were so long they were always under his feet. And the knees had a couple holes in them, but he didn't mind.

And there were also the things he himself had added to them, such as adding flames tot he bottoms, which came out well, much to his surprise since he couldn't draw fire for beans. Yeah, he could draw dragons, but flames...not so much.

He had also added a black tribal Eastern dragon spiraling up the right leg, emerging from the flames below. It had taken him ages to do it all, but he was proud of them.

After folding them back up and setting the jeans aside, he dug through his bags to find a shirt to compliment the dragon and the flames.

 ((Yes. He likes to attack his clothes with art. :D))

( o3o I choose you, Altair! Use art attack! D:< )

Espen hugged his pillow to his chest, blinking at Altair. "Did you do that to your jeans?" he asked, pointing at Altair's jeans. "If you did, they look pretty epic."

Altair paused in his search to look up at Espen, nodding with a grin. I also added the white dragon that's on the pair of bondage pants I have on right now. I've always needed to make an article of clothing able to tell another person something about me. I usually just draw on the dragons, but I'll add on other things as well," he told him before returning to his search. "I'm surprised at how well the flames came out, though. I can do dragons, just not fire," he said, chuckling as he pulled out a short-sleeved shirt, which used to be white until Altair got ahold of it.

Now it had two dragons on the front of it, locked together in battle, one red, the other blue. Around them he had even added a dark gray to emphasize them. Around the sleeves and the bottom of the shirt, he had added on Celtic links, which had fascinated him for the longest time.

((Hay~

Altair has a tattoo. c: -had it in his deion in his bio lol-)) 

( Ohyah. o3o
Two things Espen tends to drool over: Muscular bodies and tattoos...and piercings. o-o )

"Do you think you could draw a dragon on my white skinny jeans?" Espen asked, gesturing at Altair's bondage pants with his right hand. "I've got two, so maybe if one of them was different..." He smiled slightly.

Altair looked over at Espen and grinned. "It'll take a while, but yeah. Anything else you'd like to go with it?" he asked, slipping out of his current shirt, his dragon tattoo fully visible now. "And any specific colors?" he added, looking over at Espen curiously.

((Fff. Altair's not at all shy.

Years of public school and gym clas-s changing rooms. xD

And the occasional shower. e.o))