rileyxsteele

[rileyxsteele]

beausteele​:

“It’s not like I’m not trying. I’m not good with assignments. I can speak better than I can write.” The brunette confessed. He wasn’t trying to be bad in classes, he simply didn’t get graded well for the assignments he handed into his teachers. The brunette glanced towards his younger sister once she talked about their father. “It’ll be fine. They aren’t going to call home. I’m attending my classes.” He shrugged. His lips pursed as Riley admitting that she was having a crap day. “Who in particular?” He asked, once she mentioned people were getting on her nerves. “Who do I have to roughen up?” He asked.

“I’ll help you B.” She said with a soft smile. “Lucky for you, you have a very smart, talented and beautiful sister.” She added in. Everything was petty complex for her. “A few weeks ago Ches basically lectured me on my own mental health suggesting I was going to do something and then after everything that happened in the gym the other day she said she was going to do it and it was very ... intense? kinda triggering and I don’t know... it was just to much to handle. Other then that everyone else in this school has a stick up their ass and Isaac still won’t speak to me. Like its been 6 months and he’s still mad over something stupid.” she explained. “Don’t rough up Isaac, he’s to pretty to have a broken face and would probably hate me forever.”

#c

[rileyxsteele]

beausteele​:

“I don’t want to bump into my teacher’s and hear about all my bad grades,” Beau confessed. The brunette knew that his teacher’s liked reminding him how awful he was in their classes. Beau walked towards Riley and let her take his arm as he walked the two of them towards the courtyard together. Beau wasn’t someone who usually walked around linking arms with people, but he had a protective side when it came to his younger sister. “I won’t get street cred walking you about, but someone might find what I’m doing cute and instantly fall for me or something, for being a gentleman.” He teased his sister, scrunching his face up after the words escaped his mouth.  “How’s your day been so far, Ri?”

“Come on B, can’t you do better in class?” She questioned as she grabbed on to him as they started to walk. “You know if they call home and he finds out about that....” She trailed off. It was never good. She wasn’t going to ride him to hard though. “At least I can get you some love in your life.” She said playfully as she nudged him. “My day? Crap. As always. But it just be like that. People have been getting on my nerve lately.”

#c

[rileyxsteele]

marcelloderosa​:

The prospect of being compared to an oversized violin brought a slight smirk to Marcello’s stern face, Riley was just as hellbent on poking fun at him as ever. “I hate to disappoint you, Kylie, but I have no strings for you to fiddle with,” he said with mock exasperation. Intending on winning their exchange, Marcello purposely fiddled Riley’s name. He was surprised to hear she was going about this somewhat unwillingly, so he took a seat beside her to take a deeper look at the image. “Mind telling me what it’s supposed to be? I could give you some pointers,” he offered, although unintentionally obtuse. He was interested in her attempt, and he wanted to be able to aid her progression. At Riley’s inquiry of his current work, Marcello frowned. He pulled out a travel sketchbook, sliding it to the brunette. “Mostly crap,” he asserted. “Landscapes, too. I had an idea for… I don’t know. I’m hoping something good comes to me soon,” he explained, rubbing the back of his neck.

Riley thought about how he set himself up for her next response. “Well that’s good. I never like strings attached.” She said playfully. She liked how they could mess with each other in a playful way. She thought a lot of people these days had grown a bit too oversensitive. She also knew she could fit herself in that category sometimes. “It’s a tree.... I think...? I don’t know.” She said before crumbling up the paper and tossing it across the room. “Now its nothing.” She added in. The petite brunette got up and walked over to the clay shelf and picked up her board with her sculpture on it. “Mostly crap? Have you tried drawing better?” She said playfully. Riley use to draw anything and everything, she would capture a room, people, a bug. She was inspired by her environment. “Just an idea, you could paint be like one of your french girls.” She. said, obviously kidding. “What are you feeling in this very moment?”

#c

[rileyxsteele]

Text: King Isaac

King Isaac: That's good. Fine isn't great, but it's better than a lot of people around here these days...

King Isaac: I'm okay.

Queen Riley: i know thats right.

Queen Riley: cool ig.

#t #shes like damn we really putting in our best effort with these dry ass texts

[rileyxsteele]

sav-grey​:

Sav rolled her eyes, glad Riley couldn’t see it. She may be a bitch, but even she wasn’t a big enough bitch to call her out on staring. “Bow to the queen?” Sav echoed, a scoff leaving her lips. People at this school assuming they were some sort of royalty was nothing new. “Sure. How does that work out for you?” 

Riley shrugged. “Pretty great.” She said simply. “The second you stop caring what everyone thinks is the second you really start living. Think about it. We graduate in a few years and how many of these people will stay in your life, a few. And you will never see the rest again. Own your shit and be the star of your own reality.” Riley knew how to play confident, like nothing could get to her, but she sometimes slipped out of that role. “Plus you look good all the time, let them stare.”

#c

[rileyxsteele]

nate-shaw​:

who: @luxorstarters​​ where: luxor japan campus’ library

Nate was supposed to be studying with a group from one of his classes, but it was all kids he couldn’t stand - so, leaving behind his homework, he got up, muttering something about the bathroom and headed to a back corner of the library, one he knew (from experience) wasn’t frequently visited. Sitting down so no one would spot him, he pulled out the joint in his pocket, popping it between his lips and lighting for a deep inhale, letting his head fall back against the shelves as his eyes closed. He had just begun to chill out when he heard footsteps, his eyes snapping open as he put out the joint, a sly grin spreading across his face. “You didn’t see anything,” he said, shrugging up his shoulders. “Or, uh, smell anything. Right?” 

Riley entered the library, it was usually the last place anyone ever looked for her, seeing how she couldn’t read. She was thankful that the school did have a somewhat adequate braille section, it was better than some of the other campuses they had visited. Walking around the corner with Zeus, she heard the boy speak up. Of course she smelt it, who in their right mind wouldn’t have. “Well I can confidently say I didn’t see anything. Smell on the other hand... That’s a different story but I’m willing to remember this situation differently. 

#c #tw: drugs

[rileyxsteele]

beausteele​:

@luxorstarters​

“Wait, hold up!” The brunette called out as he took a few long strides to catch the other up. “Are you heading towards the courtyard?” He asked. “None of the people over there are, and I asked them to walk with me in that general direction as I didn’t want to walk around on my own but none of them are having it,” Beau had a sense of pride and confidence and walking around alone around a big building would knock it and embarrass him. “Do you mind if we walk together?”

Riley heard the very familiar voice approaching her from behind. WHo else could it be? “I might be.” She said with a soft smile. “Awe whats wrong? You don’t want to walk alone?” She said in a playful voice, just to mess with him a bit. “Don’t worry, walking with your disabled sister should build up all the street cred you will ever need.” She let out a soft laugh as she held her hand out so she could take his arm as they walk. 

#c

[rileyxsteele]

marcelloderosa​:​

In all honesty, Marcello was going through a bit of an artistic stump. This year had granted so many beautiful sights to capture, but it troubled him how tense things were getting. Bringing himself to scribble more than a few lines was becoming increasingly difficult, and Marcello would not allow himself to falter. In an attempt to rejuvenate his spirit and inspire himself, he found himself walking into one of the campus’ art classrooms. He stopped at the entrance upon seeing Riley sitting down, he was unsure if he wanted to intrude. She had noticed him before he was able to make a decision, so he entered the room . “Marcello De Rosa,” he declared. Approaching the girl slowly, his eyes focused on the work sitting in front of her. It was a rather crude drawing, but he had not really expected her to be capable of any sort of skill. “I’m glad to see you drawing again,” he commented, examining the lines Riley had constructed. “It’s been awhile,” he finished, reflecting on the art classes he had shared with her. The two students had shared countless commentary regarding art, film, and any other interest that inspired passion. Riley was unquestionably talented; Marcello felt disappointed by her tragic loss.

“Hey Cello.” She said using a hard c to pronounce it, like the instrument. Thats what they did with each other, poke fun till someone crossed a line. “I wish I wasn’t. It’s a stupid therapy exercise.” Drawing on paper made her very uncomfortable emotionally. She was given the task to do a mind drawing, picture something and try to capture it. There wa no doubt that Riley was talented. If the accident never happened she had the hopes of being a big time artist. “What are you working on?” She questioned hoping he had better attempts in the creative aspects. The small girl was filled with a lot of emotions she couldn’t really control. Having someone report her to the school’s counseling services and her being forced into unwanted therapy didn’t exactly help that. 

#c #marcello #c: marcello

[rileyxsteele]

Riley alway found comfort in her art, though many things had changed since her accident, she was thankful to take to sculpting. She did miss being able to draw, it was always an outlet for her. After the weekend and everything that took place, Riley was finding it a bit harder to focus on her sculpting. These were the moments she missed having a charcoal stick and gray paper, being able to mindlessly create and put her emotions down on a page. Riley slapped down on the table and groaned just after messing up the piece she was working on. “Fucking hell.” She muttered moments before hearing approaching footsteps. Her eyes raised up to the door where she saw a blurred dark figure blocking the light coming in from the hallway. “Who’s there?” She questioned.

@marcelloderosa​

#c #sorry this sucks #c: marcello #marcello

[rileyxsteele]

Event votes

Riley voted for Balo to be exposed Gabrielle voted for Elliot to be exposed

@luxorstarters

#event

[rileyxsteele]

Text: King Isaac

King Isaac: Hey.

King Isaac: I guess that makes sense with everything that's happened lately.

King Isaac: I hope that you're doing okay.

Queen Riley: Yeah i'm fine

Queen Riley: you?

#t #lmao 6 months later and hes like bro wtf i didn;t even ay anything bad. #but thats bc shes just a bitch that refuses to admit she was wrong

[rileyxsteele]

averybeaumontpeters​:​

Avery had gotten caught up discussing various scenarios regarding parallel universes, but after a while of blabbing someone’s ear off, they made up some half assed excuse of needing to do homework of all things. She let them go though- annoying others was fun and all, but she had to be in a certain mood… After what happened at the gym, she felt her spark dwindling just a bit… it could have also been because sh was just so worried about Jack. She was just about to look for someone else to talk nonsense with to keep her from thinking about anything other than current situations, but looked over when she heard Riley’s voice. “Uh- Hey, Riley…” She greeted with a slight nod, stuffing her hands in her pockets awkwardly. “I didn’t even see you… Did you secretly unlock the power of invisibility or something? Or maybe teleportation, and I just didn’t see you because you weren’t there until a second ago…?” She tried to keep it light- with everything going on, the last thing she felt like either of them needed was another fight. Not that she could blame Riley for thinking ill of Avery of course…. she still never tried to explain that, but there was no point. Not only did she not want to talk about it, but it wasn’t as though it’d do either of them any good. What’s done is done. No explanation could fix it.

Riley raised a brow. “No. No I was here the whole time, I was just laying down hoping to blend in and go unnoticed.” She informed the other girl. Riley use to find the girls quirks interesting and fun but these days anything Avery said just annoyed her. Partly her angry and unresolved feelings towards what happened between the two. “And, everyone is invisible to me so maybe you unlocked invisibility.” She said just ti be annoying. Riley was not handling the aftermath of the lock in well. Having to pick a side really fucked with her mental health and hearing Balo’s secret didn’t make it any better, in fact it made her hate herself more. She was angry and felt guilty, like it was her fault Balo got exposed because she voted to save Elliot. 

#c

[rileyxsteele]

Riley walked into the dorm common room, she was looking for a quiet place and the common room was fairly empty around this time. Taking a seat on the couch and laying back she heard a familiar voice speaking from the hall and then the sound of footsteps as that person neared the common room and entered. “Fuck” She whispered to herself, not as quietly as she intended. “Oh... hey...you....”

@averybeaumontpeters​

#c

[rileyxsteele]

Text: King Isaac

Queen Riley: Hey.

Queen Riley: ik its been mad long. Just checking in I guess

#t

[rileyxsteele]

sav-grey​:

who: @luxorstarters​​ when: a few days after the gym lock-in where: somewhere out on the japan luxor campus

Sav was out on a run, the best (and only) way she had found to cope with everything that was going on - music blasting, pushing herself to the point where all she could focus on was trying to get her breath back. Her mile time had improved considerably, plus her long distance was improving so….at least that was a pro? As she re-entered the campus, breathing heavily and slowing to a walk, she glanced over to see a student staring at her. 

“Yup, she’s daring to show her face,” Sav said sarcastically as she tossed her hair over her shoulder, meeting their eyes with a challenge. “Stare all you want, I’m not acting ashamed for showing emotion when we were literally all locked in a gym as a form of torture.” 

“Wha- me?” She said before she heard a person near by groan and walk off. “Ohhh them, I was going to say I know I stare but I don’t usually mean it.” She was relaved it wasn’t her though. “But gross, people are annoying bitches with their darting eyes. Luckily I don’t have to deal with that anymore but honestly just tell anyone who has a problem to get on their knees, I tell everyone to bow to the queen.”

#c

[rileyxsteele]

jckfldng​:

“See, if they took us to England, you’d understand everything,” Jack pointed out smugly, as if he had been right all along, “so really what you’re saying is the travel program should’ve just been a trip to Sheffield and then back to America again.” Which was not at all what had been said, but he’d decided to take it that way regardless. “Oh, for sure it’ll be one of you pushed down next. I’m already planning.”

“Yes and then I can finally meet a hot english man. This school has none!” She said playfully. “Well, I can’t say none, there is Kai.” She added in. “I’m just saying this school trip could be over by now. I’m sick of all this travel.  I mean, I love it, but homesick, but not even of home. Just of our luxor.” That was really the place Riley felt the safest, closest to home. “Are you now? Can it not be me? One traumatic brain injury is enough for a lifetime”

#c #brain injury tw

[rileyxsteele]

jckfldng​:

@luxorstarters​

​“I never thought I’d say this,” Jack muttered, “but I kind of miss America.” Flipping to a fresh page of his exercise book, he continued to make slightly messy notes (or rather, doodle and pretend to make notes), giving his laptop a slightly angry look. “Like, is anyone else totally done with the whole travelling thing? I mean, maybe if we all complained, they’d move us early and I’d ask my mates in the Crusade to stop killing old men and shit…..” 

Riley shook her head. “I feel you on that one. As much as traveling is fun, I’m sick of just getting use to a place and not getting lost right before getting ripped out of it just to be stuck another place. Also, I literally can not communicate in some of these places which is making it super hard to explore.” She added in, she really didn’t speak any other language besides english and a tiny tiny bit of french. “They really need to get their shit together, next its going to be one of us getting pushed down the stairs. And I thought elevators were scary.”

#chat #murder tw #chat: jack #jack