[OOC: So what happens when you give this kid a normal life and two overprotective parents instead of one? You get Jeffrey Solberg, a really brainy wimp who would really love to keep himself out of any danger, thank you. The kind of kid you may have been able to bully into doing your homework for you. If you went to private school, that is. He attended private schools until entering LCU at fifteen to study both architecture and economics. He's eighteen now, so in his third year. He's also a TA for a freshman-level math class.]
A: On campus [It had been Mom's idea for him to become a TA this year. Jeffrey hadn't really been comfortable with it, but who is he to deny what his mom wants? He's at his desk, grading some of the week's math assignments. He's pretty intent on what he's doing, so he might not hear anyone come up. But if you need help, or have a question, he'll do his best to accommodate you. It's what he's here for, after all.]
B: Monster attack! [He'd just been walking back to his house! What had he done to deserve this? That's . . . one of those "Cousin It" or "Vermedi" things he's read about on that strange network, isn't it?
[Oh no, is it looking at him? Surely it's looking at him. And coming toward him. No good can come from this. No good at all. What is he even supposed to do? He doesn't want to die. There has to be something he can do to prevent this whole dying thing.
[And so he lets out a little yelp and dives behind some bushes. Best strategy. Really.]
Jeffrey Solberg | Son Gohan | Dragonball Z
A: On campus
[It had been Mom's idea for him to become a TA this year. Jeffrey hadn't really been comfortable with it, but who is he to deny what his mom wants? He's at his desk, grading some of the week's math assignments. He's pretty intent on what he's doing, so he might not hear anyone come up. But if you need help, or have a question, he'll do his best to accommodate you. It's what he's here for, after all.]
B: Monster attack!
[He'd just been walking back to his house! What had he done to deserve this? That's . . . one of those "Cousin It" or "Vermedi" things he's read about on that strange network, isn't it?
[Oh no, is it looking at him? Surely it's looking at him. And coming toward him. No good can come from this. No good at all. What is he even supposed to do? He doesn't want to die. There has to be something he can do to prevent this whole dying thing.
[And so he lets out a little yelp and dives behind some bushes. Best strategy. Really.]