A Day In The Life: Teddy Altman



A Day In The Life: Teddy Altman (#TiD-33) Max


SCENE SET »  Queens, the easternmost and largest of New York's five boroughs was a landmark of American History, and considered by many to be the best place to live in the Tri-State area. Geographically adjacent to the borough of Brooklyn at the southwestern end of Long Island, and to Nassau County further east on Long Island; in addition, she shares water borders with that of both Manhattan and the Bronx. That was the home he had know all his life.

Now he was in Brooklyn. With a moving van and the occasional driver flipping them off for double-parking while they unloaded.

Today, let's call it Thursday, it was a beautiful day in Brooklyn; The sky was blue and crystal clear, the temperature was surprisingly moderate for a summer's day with a gentle breeze rustling through the shade trees which lined the streets.

A woman sighed and looked at her son as the movers began to carry the first boxes into the residence. "Welcome home kid," she said, then turned to head in to the house to begin instructing the movers that nothing that put down went where they had put it down.

This was the Brooklyn Which Teddy Altman was to now call home.


Chimaera » This was not like anyplace Teddy Altman knew. If anything, this was Teddy's hell, just with fewer pitchforks. Whatever had happened, Teddy was clearly being punished. He had refused to give his mother any of the details, God...how could he have, but she'd still somehow figured out that something bad had happened between him and his former best friend, Greg. 'Bad' didn't even begin to describe it in Teddy's opinion, but he was keeping that opinion to himself.

Regardless, his mother had apparently decided unilaterally that as long as Teddy's emotional world was in the toilet, they ought to physically join it. She'd sold their apartment in Manhattan and bought them a new place in Hell...er...Brooklyn in less than a month. Sometimes it apparently sucked to have a real estate agent for a mother. She'd said 'oh...it's an up and coming neighborhood. It's hot now, but about to explode. It's a great opportunity for me to get in before other agents try to snap everything up,' but Teddy knew that was all a pretense. She'd ripped him out of his old school, away from all his friends, although that also meant away from Greg for better or for worse. He winced at the imagery behind that thought. She'd upended his life into a blender, hit puree, and poured the resultant bloody glop into...Brooklyn.

"What the hell am I supposed to do in Brooklyn," he muttered to himself in the middle of an honest to god residential street - a sidewalk with nothing but houses on either side of him. Granted, they were at least brownstones, so it wasn't like his mother had moved them to Iowa or anything, but still. His mom had offered to drive him (yeah, she'd bought a car. A freaking CAR. Who in the city owned a car? It was ridiculous that this was what his life was turning into) to his new school, but he'd refused. He'd take the subway like a New Yorker, damn it. They'd spent their last night in their apartment, the only home Teddy had ever known, last night. His mom assured him that everything would be unloaded at their new place by the time he got 'home' from school.

She'd even said that their new neighbors had invited them over for dinner to 'welcome them to the neighborhood.' What?! Who were these people in Brooklyn? In the real world, Manhattan, no one did things like that. He wasn't even sure they'd HAD neighbors in their old building. He assumed they had. He'd seen people in the lobby and the elevators and such, but you didn't TALK to them, much less start inviting them over. He sighed and knocked his head back into the train's window. "A man will give up almost anything except his suffering," he mumbled. It was a quote he'd heard somewhere. Now it seemed that his suffering was all he had left.

As the train reached his station, Teddy stood and started shuffling out with the rest of the riders. It was only a block or two to his new prison, and he had a little time, so he decided to stop and get something to drink. He grabbed some orange juice and a protein bar from a convenience store between the subway station and his school. It only took a couple of minutes, but it gave him time to put on his 'armor.' Slowly Teddy grew. He put on a bit more height, but a good deal more muscle. If this new school didn't have some decent sports teams to join, Teddy was about to make them more than just decent. And if it had self-centered, user assholes like Greg, they weren't going to see Teddy as easy prey.

It was a decidedly more intimidating Teddy who entered the large brick building he'd been exiled to. He was earlier than most of the other students, but he still needed to get his schedule and a locker and and and. It was going to be a long day.

Post » [0640]

Where » Brooklyn, New York

When » 2016-09-03

Phase » Midday

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Wiccan » What exactly is the anatomy of making a 'bad impression'? It ranges from staring rudely at your mobile like some self-important 'taste-maker' wannabe, to answering the other persons every question before they've finished as if you know everything that thier is to know under the sun and then some. Feigning interest to looking like you just rolled out of bed and right into the Goodwill donations reject bin. Rude, vulgar, or imporper jokes can aslo go a long way to leaving a horrid aftertaste when making a first impression too. THose are just a few of the was to make a bad first impression.

You can also go a more direct route by almost trampling over someone while trying to herd your two younger brothers toward the bus stop for school. Thats what Billy did as he chased after his two brothers, per usual. It was a common morning weekday ritual on Elm Street these days. The Kaplan's two youngest beling let out onto the street, and their older brother running after them who had given up on calling by their real names, now refer to them as 'Thing One' and 'Thing Two'.

Like Thing One and Thing Two, Billy danced his way throught the unexpected boxes that now littered the sideway, weaving his way thought the movers and others in his unexpected path as he attempted to keep eye contact on his brothers. He screamed "sorry", "Make way!", "Coming through!", "Careful!", and "Sorry!" several times as he attempted to keep up with his brothers as they vanished into the daily street life of Elm Street with Billy not far behind them.

Post » [0641]

Where » Queens, New York

When » 2016-09-03

Phase » Midday

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Agent May » Being undercover was par for the course as a SHIELD agent but Melinda May didn't like this assignment at all. She was looking for someone on the "List" a super secret list created by SHIELD intelligence years ago about people with abilities. They had weathered the Inhuman situation well but with the Avengers fighting aliens and mystical beings from other worlds living amongst them; they had to expand their searches for more recruits to the Secret Warriors.

Melinda May looked down at the desk she was sitting on and pulled out a small device made by Fitz. It was something he had dubbed "DNAnalyzer" and it didn't have a long range about the size of a classroom. She would still need to walk around with it but it was the size of a cell phone so it wouldn't be too much of a problem for her to carry it around as she touched each student and took a sample. She was adept and subtle when necessary and blunt as a freight train when needed. She was covering for a History class and she was also the new assistant coach. She was interim as Coulson had made arrangements for her new position and she did feel a bit sorry for the previous coach who encountered a broken leg courtesy of a well placed kick at the supermarket. It was only a fracture but he had oved into her kick and she just wanted to sprain his ankle.

Some students were already getting into the room and she put the device away in her desk and she slipped the special finger device on her pointer finger. It controlled a slideshow projector but its main purpose was to take a sample. She would have to do it for each person but luckily there were only 2 people on the list.

Billy Kaplan and Tommy Shepard were her targets as she reviewed their pictures and then slipped them into an envelope back into a briefcase that she had under her desk.

Post » [0642]

Where » Brooklyn, New York

Weather » GOOD - Clear

When » 2016-09-03

Phase » Midday


Chimaera » And the day just kept getting better and better. Schools being what schools were, classes didn't quite match up from one to the other. They didn't have the Math class Teddy had been in, so they'd decided to bump him up rather than make him repeat a class he'd already taken. But he'd already been in the most advanced English class at his old school, so now he was stuck having to listen to stuff he already knew. His whole schedule was like that. He was either going to be bored out of his mind or overwhelmed trying to keep up all day long. If he ever got headaches, he thought now would be the perfect time for one.

And the crap-covered cherry on top of this turd sundae? The oh so helpful registrar had taken it upon herself to walk Teddy to his first class, History, just 'so he wouldn't get lost.' Perfect. Nothing says 'cool' like having somebody from the office walking you to class. He'd tried to change her mind, but she was adamant. Teddy grabbed a notebook and some loose paper out of his backpack and slung the bag over his shoulder. He pulled his phone out to check as he marched out of the office. He wasn't sure exactly who he was expecting to text him, but it gave him something to do other than acknowledge the horror movie his life was becoming.

Before he could even growl at the offending phone for having no new messages though, it went flying. as did the loose sheets of paper. He only had an instant to notice the mop of dark hair attached to the person who'd run into him (even though if he were being fair, he'd probably been the one at fault. Life just wasn't being fair right now, so why should he?). Teddy, being who he was, hadn't really budged. He saw the other student bounce backward and begin to stumble, though. He'd always had unnaturally fast reflexes, so Teddy reached out to steady his assailant (victim). Of course he dropped his notebook while doing so. "Perfect," he muttered before turning his attention to his new schoolmate.

"Watch where you're..." he almost growled as the manners his mother had drilled into him took over, "I mean, sorry. Are you okay?" The amused chuckle from the registrar behind him did NOT improve his mood even a tiny bit.

Post » [0643]

Where » Brooklyn, New York

When » 2016-09-03

Phase » Midday


Wiccan » Run into him? More like ran in to a freaking brick wall. Billy was nearly knocked flat on his ass, but he managed to get an open palm underneath himself so so that his butt didn't hit the floor at least. He pushed the blonde's hand away, stating he could help himself up. He quickly found his center and stood back up, much of the time his eyes slightly glaring at the blonde, the alpha of the school food chain and notorious predator of geeks and nerds like Billy.

Billy wouldn't of minded kicking his butt with a cosplay sword.

Once Billy was standing, he thanked the blonde for helping him back up as he dusted himself off. He then tightened his backpack again given that it had come some what loose for the near fall.

"Yeah. I'm fine." Billy replied, a sight look of annoyance on his face, a response to the brick walls obvious sense of self-entitlement as evidenced by his chuckle. "I'm on my way to class. You new?" Billy asked as he thought he knew all fo the alpha predators in the school.

Post » [0644]

Where » Queens, New York

When » 2016-09-03

Phase » Midday


Chimaera » The registrar decided to step in, even though the question had been direct at Teddy. "Yes, Mr. Kaplan. Yes he is new. And he needs someone to show him around." She tapped her chin, thinking. "I believe you have History first period just like Mr. Altman here. You're such a gentleman for offering to show him where everything is. Thank you, William."

She turned to the mortified Teddy. Now, rather than having some administration dork walking him to class, he was being handed off to a babysitter who was supposed to be a classmate? "Theodore, this is William." She turned back to Billy, "William, Theodore. I'm sure you two will get along just great." With that, she turned and walked back into her office.

Teddy glared at her retreating back until the door closed, then returned to trying to straighten out the mess he'd made. "Thanks, William, but I'm sure I can find it." He looked around. Hallways led off in four different directions as the office was basically in the middle of the school. "It's..." he pointed down one hallway, "that way...right?" He hated looking like an idiot, but as far as where things were in this school he was as idiot. At least he wasn't idiotic enough to just charge off with no idea where he was going, though.

Post » [0645]

Where » Brooklyn, New York

When » 2016-09-03

Phase » Midday


Wiccan » "Yes, Mr. Kaplan. Yes he is new. And he needs someone to show him around." said the register, finger-tapping away as she was with her beady little eyes starting to narrow in on him. And her eyes were beady. And her teeth were yellow and obviously fanged too! At least that how it seemed at that moment to Billy as he looked around for the cheerleaders to come and save him why wisking the 'hunk' off for some musical number.

Wheres the music?

Where are the cheerleaders in bouncy skirts and pom poms?

Where the fuck was Zac Efron?

"I believe you have History first period just like Mr. Altman here. You're such a gentleman for offering to show him where everything is. Thank you, William." said the regiser.

No Zac Efron or cheerleaders it seemed.

For the first time ever, Billy was actually sad not to see the nazi-like zeal of the cheerlead pep squad show up. Evidently they only haunted the hallways of the school when it suited their purpose of making the lives of geeks and nerds hell. Billy had a very sharp thoughts regarding them before returning his focus to the moment at hand.

Forced smile.

"Sure. Love too." Billy said in a very dead tone as the register left him to the mercy of the joke. Billy immediate formulated the most direct root to the class room which would avoid every bathroom possible; He wasn't going to get a swirlie this early in the morning - he clearly had a long standing 10:30 swirlie appointment with the jr. varsity football team and it ought to be respected.

Highschool life is hell.

Billy watched where the wall pointed too as he asked which way was the classroom. Billy shook his head, the mop of midnight which crowned his head shook as he pointed a different direction. Down that way, Upstarts if you have Abrams. This floor if it's Rosenthal." Billy said, adding a forced smile at the end.

Post » [0646]

Where » Queens, New York

When » 2016-09-03

Phase » Midday


Chimaera » Teddy fumbled with the papers he'd just dropped, looking for the schedule he'd been given. He pulled it out, upside down, and fumbled again getting it right side up. "Um...Abrams. So...upstairs then, right?"

He didn't mean to be so short with Billy; he was just trying to help. Teddy was in a foul mood, though. He kept biting his tongue to keep himself from saying something he might regret later. He wasn't sure why, though. He didn't want to be here. He didn't really care what anyone here thought of him. But he couldn't just start snapping at some random stranger. 'Besides,' he thought to himself, 'he's got nice eyes. They look kind.' It would be like someone kicking a puppy to start taking his frustrations with his personal life out on this stranger.

"So that's down that way," he indicated the way Billy had indicated, "then upstairs." It was half a question for Billy and half to just cement the knowledge in his own head. "And the stairs would be...where again, William?"

Post » [0647]

Where » Brooklyn, New York

When » 2016-09-03

Phase » Midday



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