losing sure is easy

[afterburner]

Who: Renee and Uldren (and maybe YOU if you wanna break it up?)
What: ROUND 1 FITE
When: Bassoon 20
Where: Cabin 2D
CW:  Angry teen goes to check on trash prince: fight ensues. Violence, cussing, profit?

  

Renee was very glad that her hoodie concealed so many things. Currently, it was concealing the fact that her hands were balled into fists. It usually covered the scarring on her arms (thanks, Dad!), and for the moment, she had her hood pulled down to cover her face, too.  

She stuck her head in the cabin before slipping in and doing a bit of tidying up--mostly Wade's stuff, because the man literally tossed it everywhere. But Renee was used to that sort of thing--her younger brother had been a slob of the highest order, himself. Not even hockey could train discipline into him when it came to tossing her clothes around.

She glanced over at Uldren, who was in his bunk and...looked like he was writing something.  

"So, how you holding up? Need anything?"

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[forsakenprince]

He had been writing something, yes. For once he managed to be alone in his room and he was writing down observations he had - the Awoken had the ability to manipulate the world around them using paracausal forces. It didn't come as easily as, say, a guardian might find, but with enough work he'd be able to figure things out. He wasn't doing poorly, but it was not easy and he concentrated.

He wasn't exactly thrilled to hear the door open. There was some level of relief at the fact that it wasn't Wade here to rapid fire questions at him, but not much. "Do I look like I need anything?" A pause and a scowl. "What are you doing here?"

[afterburner]

"A sense of humor," Renee grumbled under her breath. "I thought that was obvious, considering I was picking up." With a point over to Wade's pile. "Purple's got cleanup duty this month, so I'm cleaning. Doing my part, you know?"

She'd tried to be fairly unobtrusive, all things considered, but if Mr. Crankass McGrumpypants was going to be a pill about it, Renee would just stop bothering. If it didn't matter anyway, why be quiet. She'd just try to get the job done as soon as possible--though it seemed like both Uldren and Romeo weren't that slovenly, either, so really, it was just the one area that desperately needed tidying.

Though considering the source, it wasn't too surprising.