Event Open Finished In a time Before the Light

Thievenne Paget was dressed comfortably for the cool November evening. The young man was bundled in a thick jacket with a red scarf wrapped around his neck. He had his facial piercings on since this was an after school event; rings jutted from his bottom lip, ears, and right eyebrow. His dark hair peaked out from beneath a black skullcap.

He didn't quite look like the image of what a student council president was supposed to, but Ven didn't mind. He was gripping a hot chocolate mixed with his medication and looking at the fire blazing up into the sky.

He reached into his pocket and that's when Ven realized he didn't have his phone. Which was fine--it's not really like he had a lot of time to make friends who would text him--but Ven didn't know what time it is. He swallowed a sip of his coffee and then approached the person nearest to him.

"Excuse me," he said. "Do you happen to have the time?"

"Thanks," Ven said. After nine thirty. Was that late enough for him to say that he'd been here and done his duties as president? Did he even have any duties beyond showing up? Ven wasn't sure.

"Are you uh, enjoying the bonfire?" he asked.

It was a rather lame attempt at conversation but Ven did harbor endless amounts of optimism.

Ven nodded. He chewed on the inside of his cheek again, then took a sip of his drink.

"We used to do bonfires like this when I was back in the states, but then it was for the night before the big homecoming football game instead of for spirits," he admitted. He considered it and said, "I think I like doing it for spirits better."

Ven wondered if maybe the person he was talking to might be one.

As for student council, Ven nodded. "Yeah! I won president, which surprised me. I'm not sure I'm doing very good at it. Is there anything you'd like me to, uh, do or work for?"

Ven's face flushed and said, "Oh, gosh, assuming you're a student and not a teacher or anything!"

It was hard to guess age and profession on this island.


ooc: No worries! Lateness worked out well, I got a bit busy with the holidays!

The other student's words quickly warmed Ven up.

It was true that Ven did mistake the other student for a girl, but he'd adapt quickly enough once corrected. For now, Ven beamed back. He was a bit like an excitable puppy.

"That would be great!" Ven said, lifting his drink up in response. He wondered if he was supposed to tap it in cheers. He asked, "Are you studying high school or college level?"

"Oh boy," Ven said, then apologized. "I must confess, I thought you were a girl. I'm sorry about that!"

He clicked his cup with the other boy and listened with interest, nodding occasionally. He took a sip of his drink.

"That makes sense, ' Ven said, and then asked, "What would going higher mean to you? or look like I guess?"

As for his own ambitions, Ven considered for a moment and then said, "Well, I'd like to help people I think. That's pretty vague though, and there's a lot of times I can't even help myself. I guess I'd like to discover how I could help people and then go from there. It's what I was hoping to do with student council. How about you?"