Rogue, Silver and Silent

Room-Mate

The door swung open to the obviously ancient building block. I'd wondered why the Head-Master had referred to the on site apartments as barracks, it was evidently an old army settlement. The memoribilia still scattered amongst the walls, stuck up with hammered pins, super glue, anything that would seem to get the various souvenirs to stay up on the wall. The school seemed not to care to seperate the genders into two seperate buildings, but rather into their form blocks as the large steel dog they had melded over the entrance showed.

The Irony. I grunted, my pup was becoming restless and I couldn't blame him, these new scents that were invading his nostrils were making me feel uncomfortable at the least, if he got used to any of these he might relax around these people. And that's exactly what I DON'T want, right now. The awkward girl fumbled through the singular hallway that ran straight through the uniform building block. It was clear that although the genders were seperated - with the males on one side and the females on the other - that the fraternising between the two were unstoppable as I saw a chaotic rush of females and males rushing arcoss the block as the door swung shut.

They stopped and stared at me in the middle of the hall, finding that I wasn't old enough to be a teacher quickly dismissed me as a hinderance to their pent up sexual rage. However, it wasn't before their eyes simultaneously dropped to my pups, I found it hard not to growl this time, I pulled my pup in closer, not caring that the busted baby carrier was now digging into my only free hip.

Humans can't mind their own filthy business. 'You once considered yourself one of them didn't you?' This voice was starting to grate on my already very tendered last nerve.

The growl that I was trying to squelch obviously escaped as the awkward girl jumped and with wide eyes and stared around her, only to narrow her eyes on me, disgust clearly on her face.

"If you have a problem with me, I will gladly take it outside, where I'm from we have no problem with that?" I sneered at her clearly not caring that I had obviously indicated my origins, and therefore may have blown my entire reasons for entering into this vicinity, in to this so called "higher education".

The mutterings soon began after my outburst, the harsh whispers that trailed towards me, oblivious to hyper sensitive hearing the whisperings increased, doors opening and shutting as people became curious about the sudden disturbance.

The awkward girl looked back at me with both caution and disgust and I stared back at her with nothing other than the vehemence I felt, I only have to put on the blank facade for your superiors, for you I have nothing to show but the pure repugnance that you apparently feel for me. Still seething with rage I spat out my next words, "So, are we stepping outside, or are you going to do what you were told?"

I was pretty sure some of my saliva had actually landed on her face as she flinched back from me - my face - I assumed was contorted with anger. Her face had now drained of all colour, and against all my better judgement a smirk formed at the corners of my mouth at the fear that I saw spark in her eyes, and the smell of fear that reaked off of her - a mixture sweat, urine and blood. My nose wrinkled in disgust at the smell.

She turned briskly not looking back at me and walked stright into the crowd of whispering annoyances that still didn't seem to grasp the term "privacy" or "subtlety". I mentally sighed preparing myself to physically have to remove people from my path if necessary and followed in suit of the awkward girl. To my surprise the crowd parted as I heftily walked towards them. Well, more like, ambling in consequence of trying to shift the weight of my chica and my pup who was strapped into the carrier. The penetrating glares of most of the 'Children' - I snorted ath the voice, as though we still arent, 'only physically.' - made me shift, I could feel my skin tingle and shift underneath it, something was trying to climb through it and it was causing me more pain than was evident on my face.

The girl was manouvering a little too fast for me to keep pace, with this added weight she became lost within the crowd, but I was sure that was her intention in the first place. I had scared her too much. I had now taken to looking around frantically shielding my pups from the glares of the strangers with their peculiar smells and reactions.

"Are you lost?"

An innocent looking enough girl, tapped me on my shoulder, back home she wouldn't have been even a blip on the radar of the government, but here from the amount of looks that swivelled towards us it was obvious they held her in high stature. It was someone that if you wanted to be known you would be having to kiss her ass all the way to the top. Not someone you want to get to know. I smiled at her, there was no need to be rude, I didn't want to be shunned just not noticed.

"I'll be fine," I focused on her gaze trying not to flinch away, "I just need to find the guide."

I coated my accent this time, I wasn't sure how I had accented my words but that didn't mean it would have to be an accent I would have to keep up, there was close to over 4'000 kids here and that was only over 4 years. . . or grades. With the little schooling education we had back home, with the war and endless war that was instigated by this country no less, there wasn't really a high demand for eucatef children.

The innocent girl's eyes narrowed much like my guide's, she was suspicious of me. This is not what I need, just ignore me, leave me. I was mentally willing her to turn around and dismiss me as just another . . . hopeless teen mum, I think that's what they called it over here anyway.

"There's only a few dorms left in this block, ones with students in anyway. I assume you're rooming with someone."

I hoped this would be the quickest way to be rid of her, get her to take me to my room and then abruptly leave so I could search the rest of this terrain.

"Yes." I nodded.

She reached her hand out indicating the only way we could move, down the hall. "So what's your name?"

"Miss Lysand." I answered abruptly, the customs of my raising showing through.

"Your first name is Miss?"

I was uncomfortable with all the chatter, I didn't want people to know me I wanted to diminish into the large crowds that roamed this institution. Freely become one of the blank faces that you didn't recognise amidst all the others. Something I hoped would be possible in an institution like this.

"No."

I stuck to what I knew, answering the question asked and as simply as possible, with as little information given about me as possible. I doubt even the school knew my official birth name.

"You're not all that friendly, are you?"

I was offending her. You don't want to be shunned remember. I hissed at myself. I dragged my eyes up to hers, I scrounged my mind through the little information I had acquired about the customs and nature of this land. I went with my second best option. Lie.

"I'm sorry, I don't have time for being friendly," I tried to put on a convincing smile I had seen on a few of the girls faces I had passed by, "they're not usually this quiet. And to be honest, I'm just nervous about this whole thing, it's my first time out of my country and my partner is worried for me. You see it is all a new experience for me here."

I tried the gossiping gushing thing I had picked up from the few native conversation I had heard on this land, hoping that it played off convincingly to the girl. Her eyebrow quirked but her expression otherwise remained intact. She halted in front of a door that was identical to all the others I had passed. Simple, wooden, old, something expected in an old military barracks. Devoid of colour, creativity or individuality.

"This is our room." She announced.