itsjustlanguage ([personal profile] itsjustlanguage) wrote2007-09-04 09:09 pm

Room 423, Tuesday evening

Hoshi was sitting on her bed, holding a pencil and looking it over very closely. Of course she had seen pencils before. Her beloved grandfather had used them even after data padds became widely available. She just never thought that she would get to use one.

The welcome picnic had certainly been an eye-opening experience. Her first two classes had been completely different for what she had prepared. Still, she was making friends for the first time. The people here were really nice. It was almost enough to make her forget that she needed to find a way to obtain currency.

[Door and post are open!]
likethegun: (i'm making an innocent face)

[personal profile] likethegun 2007-09-05 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Lots of people have jobs, so you definitely wouldn't be alone. Do you have any idea what you want to do?" he asked.

[identity profile] itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com 2007-09-05 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Not yet," said Hoshi. "A lot of people have given me suggestions, though. I was going to take a look around town tomorrow since I don't have any classes."