Gabriel was still fairly new to Earth and getting around and shit, so he often needed to ask others for help to get around, especially around the campus that he hated being on so much. He saw some nice looking kid, so he decided to ask them, but he wasn’t expecting to be snapped on from the other. “U-… I…” He stuttered and let out a small chuckle. “Is Scott or Alex trying to prank me?” He chuckled looking around for his brother, because they had to be testing him right now. “Tell them to come out and quit hiding.”
jackson was already annoyed by the older male’s presence, he had yet to speak a word but he could already tell that he was far too happy for his liking. he had figured the rude greeting would be enough to scare him off, but unfortunately he was wrong. letting out a sigh, he closed his book as he leaned back in his seat. “no?” he responded, not sure how else to answer his question. it made no sense, why the hell would he know what they had planned? “i don’t know, ask someone who actually knows who the fuck you’re talking about.”
“oh… don’t be so rude.” ashild laughs, she swings her feet up onto the table with a bright, white teethed grin. she leans forwards with her legs on the table and smiles at the brunette boy. “but as i was saying, someone was telling me about this fascinating movie that’s recently come out.” she begins, drawling. before giving another laugh and revising her words. “well… not actually. but apparently there’s this rather popular movie come out, and i need an escort. come with?”
“i’ll be rude if i want to be,” jackson replied, pursing his lips as he studied the girl. while he wasn’t exactly thrilled to be in her company, she wasn’t terribly annoying, yet. “and, what makes you think i’m interested in this so called movie?” he continued, as he leaned back in his chair, a smile dancing across his lips as he waited for her answer. “i’ll have to check my schedule,” he responded with a shrug, the prospect of attending the movie didn’t sound awful but he didn’t want to seem eager to accept her offer.
Hank was deep into his own book and wondering around the area. He often paced and ended up in weird places when he indulged to much into a book. He looked up when he heard the overly annoyed voice. Hank dropped down his book from his face and turned to look at the other. “Son, I wasn’t asking you for a thing.” He stated sitting his own book down and moving to sit with the other. “But I would like to address your attitude towards your elders. Because not everyone here is like me and would react calmly - so just think about that, son. What has you annoyed anyways.”
jackson found the older male’s obsessive use of the word son to be rather annoying, was he incapable of using another pronoun? did he know another pronoun? based on the limited options he’d shown so far, his guess would be no. “and i’d like to address your obsessive use of the word son,” he respond, his eyes narrowing as he closed his book. “it’s none of your business,” he responded, as he returned his attention elsewhere- their conversation seemed to be going nowhere and he didn’t feel like wasting energy on it.
That comment caused the girl to roll her eyes, she had never had a great deal of patience when it came to such traits in others. Still Em chose to shrug rather than respond, luckily she had the ability to bite her tongue when she didn’t think something was worth it. “Didn’t know I needed your permission, when did you get on the payroll?” Emily replied even as she stepped towards the nearby shelf in the hopes that it might indicate to the other she frankly wasn’t interested.
jackson pursed his lips- while the girl did have a point, he wasn’t going to admit she was right. sure, he wasn’t on the payroll but she didn’t need to know that, did she? “haven’t you heard- i’m the newest librarian,” he commented, with a small laugh before returning to his book as he watched the girl walk past.
“The weather’s been awful today don’t ya’ll think,” Lucas comments to no one particular as he lounges on one of the sofas in the student lounge, gazing out of a near bye window. The lack of sunlight was making the boy sluggish no matter how he was trying to hide it. He then turns to the other. “It might have the decency to be a bit nicer given it’s the holidays don’t y’think,”
jackson offered up a small shrug as he heard his friend’s comment about the weather- he hadn’t spent anytime outside so he truthfully couldn’t speak for himself, but he’d take his word for it. after all it was winter. “i’ve often found- that we rarely receive what we ask for,” he mused, a smirk dancing across his face as he lifted his gaze to look at his friend. “especially when it comes to weather.”
percy had been just trying to do biochem homework, sitting pleasantly on the lawn and tapping a pen against his temple. his leg bounced as he read the same problem over and over, trying to finally read what was on the page. finally, he slammed the book and pushed it into an already stuffed backpack ( mostly filled with things that weren’t related to school ). with that, he started towards the school. just after walking through the door he managed to trip on the step and smacked his face on the ground. it was all mostly fine besides his hands getting scraped and the worst noise possible your nose can make when you hit it on the floor because you tripped up one single step ― crunch. he stumbled to a stand, both hands on his nose and backpack sliding down his arm. he tapped the closest person he could see on the shoulder, ❝ uh, sorry, would you mind helping me for a sec’ ? ❞
a smile spread across jackson’s face as he grabbed a hold of the lowest branch, using his upper body strength to pull him onto the branch. he could have climbed higher, but it was a comfortable height. so he chose to lean against the trunk, an open book in his lap. a couple of hours must have passed, and he was near to finishing his book when he heard a loud thud. looking up from his reading, a smile spreading across his face as he saw the brunette laying on the steps. tucking the book under his arm, jackson jumped down from the tree as he approached his friend. “god- you’re clumsy,” he commented, with a roll of his eyes as he extended his hand to perseus.
“someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning,” she holds the bridge of her nose and exhales, this was going to give her a migraine. might as well make it interesting. “i just came to warn you,” she takes a seat and leans over, “about your impending doom and all that.”
jackson rolled his eyes, he absolutely detested the phrase ‘someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed’ it made zero sense, and it was rather redundant. he clearly knew he was in a bad mood, there was no need for her to point it out. “tell me- will i be dying soon?” he asked, arching an eyebrow as he looked up at the girl. the thought of dying soon excited him.
Suzanne pulled arms away from the other, knowing he was most likely already annoyed enough with her. She went over and sat down on a large chair across from him. “Homework? What do you need to get done?” she asked, taking the book that Jackson was reading from. The brunette opened it up, flipping through the pages. “Do you need any help with this? I think I already did something like this and totally aced it,” she offered. Suzanne knew her visit was bothering enough, but sticking around might cross it.
jackson sighed as he watched suzanne take a seat, it seemed he wouldn’t be getting rid of her after all. he found his mood lightening up slightly, as he watched his sister, a small smile spreading across his face. if he was going to have to endure someones company, at least it would be suzanne’s. “i think i’ve got it,” he said with a small laugh, “of course- if you’d like to do my homework, go ahead,” he said as he gestured towards the textbook. while math wasn’t hard, it certainly wasn’t fun and he wouldn’t stop her from doing it for him.
Actually– A timid voice rang out behind Bucky, and he turned, recognizing the barista. That’s not his, I’m sorry. I dropped it from the cash register. It should have a black mark on it. Bucky turned back to the kid, raising an eyebrow. He hadn’t raised him, so he didn’t give a damn if he was honest or not. But still, he wanted to see what he would do. He put his metal hand flat on the table, casually leaning, but his fingers close enough to the wallet that he could easily take it if the kid was going to (continue to be) a brat.
jackson let out a few swear words under his breath as he caught part of the barista’s statement. a smart person would give the money back, what with the man with a metal arm facing him and all. but- while jackson was smart, he wasn’t nice. and he saw the money as his, it was in his wallet after all. “what?” he asked, his eyes narrowing as he looked up from his book, before locking eyes with the older male, waiting his response.
“What are you doing?” His question came out before he could really stop himself, and it lacked so much specificity that Franklin figured it didn’t get across what he was trying to ask. He shook his head, holding out a hand as if to apologize for misspeaking. “No, sorry, no, not what are you doing now, I can see that you are reading, obviously. I mean, what are you doing today? Like- as in- you said you don’t have all day, so what are you doing today that makes your schedule so busy?”
jackson rolled his eyes as he heard the male’s question- was it not obvious that he was reading? what with the open book in front of him and everything? clearly he wasn’t the smartest of the bunch, “i’m reading-” he responded with a small sigh as he watched the male, his lips pursed together. “why do you care?” he responded, choosing to ignore the male’s several failed attempts at forming a sentence. he didn’t have time for this.
The look Bucky gave the remarkably chatty infant was completely deadpan, since his attitude had more bearing on him – and his parents – than it did on Bucky. Without a word, Bucky wedged a $20 bill in the pages of the boy’s book, his expression not flickering. “You dropped that,” he said, being economical with his words. The kid had said to make it fast, after all.
jackson’s attitude stayed the same, even after he realized he was addressing a teacher- mainly because he just didn’t care, and also because it seemed that the older male also didn’t care- which was surprisingly nice. he watched him wedge the twenty into the page of his book, he was surprised but he tried his best not to show it. he never kept loose change on him, which meant the older male probably mistook him for someone else- but he wasn’t planning to say anything about it. “thank you,” he responded, as he quickly reached out to take the bill, before removing his wallet and placing it inside.
Suzanne raised an eyebrow at the sudden rudeness coming from her own twin. It was clear his personality was more like their mother’s while she related most to her father. “Well, I wanted to see you and check up on you like a good sister,” she called out to him. In a brisk pace, Suzanne went around Jackson, hugging from behind. “Whatcha doing anyways?”
once he realized that it was his sister, jackson’s demeanor changed, slightly, as he unfolded his arms from across his chest, but he still wasn’t thrilled to see her. sure, he loved suzanne and he would do anything for her, but she could be a tad, intrusive at times. “my apologies,” he responded, letting out a small sigh as he felt her arms around him, if it was anyone else he would have fought them off, but he let it happen. “i’m trying to do my homework,” he responded, putting an emphasis on the word trying, letting her know she was making that difficult.
“Relax dude,” Emily replied, holding up her hands almost in surrender. “I’m here to use the library not to be your source of entertainment,” If there was something Emily understood it was the desire to not be around people, but that didn’t mean the other had to take it out on her. “So just go back to whatever the hell you were doing yeah?”
if it were even possible, jackson’s eyes narrowed even further as he heard the girl’s response of ‘relax dude’. dude was a term to be used amongst friends, which they most certainly were not, plus he was not a huge fan of the word. “i’m not your dude,” he responded, rolling his eyes as he studied the girl. it did not take much for him to know he didn’t like the girl, she was annoying to say the least. “well go on, use the library. just try not to stand in front of me,” he responded, letting out a small sigh as he unfolded his arms, reaching for his book.
"what do you want?” jackson asked, his tone conveying annoyance- he didn’t have time for silly conversations, and quite frankly he just didn’t want to talk to anyone. letting out a sigh he placed his book flat on the table in front of him, as he slowly folded his arms across his chest before, finally looking up at the figure standing in front of him. “and please, make it fast, i don’t have all day,” he added, his eyes narrowing as he waited for them to get on with whatever they felt the need to say.
hey there demons !! it’s me ya girl, meghan !! i’m 19 years old and i never f*cking learned how to read !! i joined last night and i already have two characters, so this is shaping up to be a wild ride and i can’t wait to get to know y’all.
JACKSON LANG is a NINETEEN year old FOURTH YEAR at Age of Heroes Academy who looks a lot like TIMOTHEE CHALAMET. HE identifies as MALE and rumor has it they’re the child of SCOTT LANG & HOPE PYM. They’re described as WITTY & SARCASTIC and got into the academy due to their ability/power of SIZE MANIPULATION. Their moral alignment is CHAOTIC GOOD.
he’s very intelligent, and until enrolling at the academy he never really had to try when it came to his education. now that he’s had to try, it’s been a learning curve but he’s managing to figure it out. he has ADHD, which makes things difficult but not impossible.
he often appears to be cold, and closed-off- but if you’re fortunate to get to know him, you’ll see that he cares deeply for his friends and he’d do anything to protect them. the same goes for his family.
he’s still going through his rebellious phase, and honestly it’s not going to end anytime soon. he just doesn’t care about the rules, or showing respect. he’d much rather have fun- which often comes in the form of sneaking out, trespassing, minor theft, drinking, and oddly enough climbing things. he also has a habit of not taking anything seriously.
he’s a major adrenaline junkie- and he actively seeks it out. he’s willing to try pretty much everything once, but he finds the best rush comes from running from the law, or authority.
he is a lover of practical jokes, sarcasm, puns, video games, skate boarding, cigarettes, good books, sudoku, hot tea, vodka, caffeine, cats, movies, climbing, running, theft, among other things.
he’s bisexual, but he’s not a big fan of relationships, he prefers sex. and he’s not opposed to have multiple partners at the same time.
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