College AU

[sonoftenebrae]

[Most students out on the quad sit on the lush grass or spread out towels or blankets to lay on. Ravus has appropriated a chair from one of the academic rooms and set up a tv tray table as a makeshift desk under a tree at one end of the green. He has a stack of papers spread before them, which he descends upon with a red pen.

He wouldn't be out here at all, this close to exam-grading deadline, but Lunafreya had come to his tiny dorm room and stubbornly demanded he leave before he turned into some sort of cave-dwelling goblin. It was not his fault he was in a basement room, that was where he'd been able to secure a single in the grad complex.

Out on the quad, students jog, walk, lounge, strum at guitars, toss frisbees back and forth, and do all sorts of other activities that are infuriatingly distracting. Ravus scowls to himself. The ones in his class might not be so carefree if they could see him grading these abysmal midterms of theirs.

Ravus pauses his work to rub at his temples, then gather up his hair into a messy tail to get it out of his face. It is so much easier to concentrate when he's shut away. The gorgeous weather, the sounds of others enjoying their Friday afternoon, they just serve to make Ravus more dour. He still has two classes' worth of exams to get through.]

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[hashtagdaddy]

[It's another day at The Caelesti University of Lucis, otherwise known as CU - Titan Campus. Caelesti University is widespread among Eos, having one campus in each of the world's nations and Gladiolus Amicitia eagerly applied and, upon acceptance, moved from his family home in Insomnia to the sprawling University.

It's his third year now and he's happily welcomed three of his closest friends to Titan Campus. Though none of them share classes, they all make time to hang out and today happens to be one of their designated 'goof off days' where Ignis reads a leisure book and pretends to scoff at Gladio and the others for doing something less wholesome. As it happens, Prompto's brought a frisbee to the quad and pretty soon Gladio makes a spectacle of himself as he dives and slides to catch all of the blond's wild tosses (Noct long since gave up the athletics to doze near Iggy).

The real reason for all the eyes is less the fancy frisbee catching and more the fact that Gladio had, at some point, lost his shirt. He's not paying attention to the looks, completely oblivious to how his muscular bronze torso draws stares of appreciation or how his tattoo looks alive when his arms stretch out to make a catch.

What he does notice is the way the frisbee he chases rapidly approaches someone sitting in an actual chair with an actual, little table.]

Heads up! [Gladio pushes himself forward and dives, managing to grip the flying disc before it collides with the small table. With his momentum still carrying him forward, he does his best to avoid the chair as he slides along the grass. Man, Prompto really needs to work on his aim.

Standing up, he dusts himself off and tries to shake the grass and dirt out of his hair. Some strands escape his fairly sloppy half-bun and stick to his neck and forehead, but Gladio's more interested in the innocent bystander he almost hit who looks familiar ... and gorgeous.]

Sorry about that. My friend's aim isn't the best. [Amber eyes search the form and face before him before the spark of recognition ignites.] Hey, I know you! You're the TA for my Advanced Ancient Eosian Lit class ... Ravus, right?

[He offers a sheepish yet friendly smile as he extends a hand. Gladio's never seen the man outside the classroom and is kicking himself for never noticing how hot his TA is.] I'm Gladio.