I'm sorry--

Affiliated with Kerria Academy.

[liefina-deactivated20141025]

A small frame like hers, measuring up at a measly 96cm, is unlikely to have been noticed in the crowd. Though, really, it doesn’t seem like anybody was picked out specifically in the nearby boy’s offer as he spoke up — it just so happened that Efina was one person who decided to come over to him when she heard the words he had announced.

"I do!" She piped up as an immediate response, though her next words might not have been so great. "Ellot Nightay?" Is her best attempt at trying to repeat after him, though she wears a smile to accompany her next words, probably just what the older boy wants to hear!

"Like the game is still going, right? It sounds fun!"

[meiamiculus]

While typically Leo disliked the company of others at length, to his surprise, the one person listening seemed to be a young girl or at least, she seemed young to the raven-haired male. Though the orphans where he is from know full well about his temper, that doesn't mean that Leo didn't have a soft spot for those children or children in particular because... Well, he did.

Perhaps more than he would like to admit.

"Yeah, just like that," he swiftly replies, the small smirk from before growing ever so slightly as he answers the young girl. "But you need to be quick, since you have to be the first to shoot at him. You seem like you're capable enough, though, so don't let me down," with that statement, he adjusts his glasses lightly as his gaze remains planted on the girl before him.

Elliot sure was in for a surprise.

[meiamiculus]

The anger he feels at the moment is, while admittedly childish, is perhaps well warranted. His friend said he would join the paintball tournament but ended up not participating, nullifying the fact that he had even joined at all.

So with his chin resting within his palms, he looks onward to a small crowd of people, perhaps a childish plan coming into to fruition to match his childish annoyance.

"Hey, does anyone have their paintball guns still...? I'll tell you what; the first person to shoot Elliot Nightray with one of them gets $5," perfect.

[imperialprince-deactivated20160]

[meiamiculus]

[imperialprince-deactivated20160]

♚ — “Ehhh? Are people getting stabbed again?”

[meiamiculus]

[meiamiculus]

Looks like he's joining the blue team, then!

[meiamiculus]

electronicsystem said: she ded lol xD

uhm wtf

[meiamiculus]

[rose-violet-lily-and-sakura-blog]

Meet the Muse

[meiamiculus]

LEGAL NAME: Leo Baskerville

ALIAS[ES]: Glasses, nerd, cutie, messy hair, angry guy

DATE OF BIRTH:  October 25th!

GENDER | SPECIES:  Male | Human (Baskerville)

PLACE OF BIRTH: uh

CURRENT LIVING CONDITIONS:  Kerria, Mikan Dorm (Room #008)

SPOKEN LANGUAGES: English, French maybe idk

EDUCATION: High school

OCCUPATION: Student, Elliot's valet

DRINK | SMOKE | DRUGS: No | No | No

LIKE[S]: hanging out with Elliot that loser, reading, playin piano, quiet places

DISLIKE[S]:  Obnoxious people, loud places, cruelty towards children

FEAR[S]:  bein alone (without Elliot)

PERSONALITY TRAITS: Quiet, spacey, eccentric, ill-tempered

{ P H Y S I C A L   I N F O R M A T I O N }

HAIRCOLOR: Black

EYE COLOR: Grey,,, purple-ly...

HEIGHT:  5’4”

TATTOOS:  N/A

PIERCINGS: N/A

{ F A M I L Y   I N F O R M A T I O N }

SIBLING[S]:  N/A

PARENT[S]: N/A

CHILDREN:  N/A

PET[S]: N/A fuck he's alone bruh

{ R E L A T I O N S H I P   I N F O R M A T I O N }

SEXUAL PREFERENCE: ????????????????????

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: single as a pringle

[meiamiculus]

♥

"You’re nice and warm…""Just like everyone else, actually. So I’m pretty sure you’re healthy,"

[meiamiculus]

♥

“Are those flowers for me?”"I hope not because they personally make my nose run quite a bit,"

[roleplayaskmemes]

Send me a ♥ and I will generate a number for what my muse will say to yours.

FLUFF SPECIAL/A bit shipping inclined.

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[fakeglassesswag]

"Please… I’ll convince your buddy Elliot to join yellow team too. I need to make this team win. I’ve sacrificed most everything I have at this point."

[meiamiculus]

Oh, this just got interesting.

"I'll tell you what; if you can convince Elliot to join, I'll join, too,"

[fakeglassesswag]

"I did get destroyed, thank you very much," he says, lowering his sleeves. "I still get fired at even though I’m out. Do you feel sorry enough to join yellow team?"

[meiamiculus]

Oh, wow. He wasn't expecting that. His team must be really failing if he wants someone with a poor shot like Leo on his team-- not that this stranger would know this, of course.

"I don't really mind but," a pause. "I still need to see what team Elliot wants to join first,"

[fakeglassesswag]

He pulls up his sleeves to reveal that both his arms are full of bruises.

"Wanna count?"

[meiamiculus]

"Not really," a simple answer for a simple question. "Looks like you got destroyed, though. Hopefully your team wins since you're out,"

[meiamiculus]

"I wonder how many bruises everyone's going to have after this,"

[blockouts]

{ cynicism } | leo

Similar to various situations that had sprouted in an uncomfortably close proximity to him, Tsukishima regarded the disturbance of a paintball war with irritation more than anything else (scowl carved into the curve of his lips and headphones snug over his ears).

It takes more skill than should be required to maneuver his way through the school’s grounds, avoiding rogue shots and sprinting students with lithe movements and teeth pressed firmly together, threatening to split his skull in two (which would be a welcome relief at this point, he thinks).

Upon arrival to his dorm room, Tsukishima drops his possessions onto his bed with little grace, simultaneously toeing off his shoes and tugging his headphones down to their resting spot around his neck— pausing only to regard his roommate with poorly concealed interest. 

"…You’re not participating?" 

[meiamiculus]

The fact he and Elliot were housed in different dorms entirely posed a problem for the Valet. Not only is he away from the person he's supposed to 'protect', but he's away from practically his only friend in this odd school. He supposes that at first he didn't really mind, but as time passes he slowly realizes that things get boring pretty fast without his friend by his side.

And with his comrade having already retired for the evening, Leo has quietly tucked himself away in his room, paired up with one of his favourite books. He remains seated on his bed as he silently flips through the pages of the engaging story, his eyesight remaining glued to the pages even as the door swings open. Taking a moment to bookmark the page he's currently on, his gaze finally averts from the pages of the book and over at the person who has recently entered the room.

Is this his roommate...?

"In what? That's so vague," is all Leo says at first, his head tilting slightly in mock confusion despite being well aware of what the stranger is addressing. "Ah, right, the paintball tournament. Not right now. Maybe I'll join last minute or something; I don't know," he answers simply, a slight shrug added to his commentary.

"You dodged the stray bullets well,"

[bahalukswell]

{ library safehaven // mini @ leo baskerville

[bahalukswell]

{ Almost on the verge of tears at the paint on her shoe, Fukawa felt herself growing angry at the other student. It wasn’t his fault that she had paint on her shoe, but something about how he defended to the other students rubbed her the wrong way. Nor where there anyone else around for her to take out her feelings on.

"Who cares about that..?! They… They’re making a huge mess, who’s gonna clean that up?! A — And, what about the people who’re like you and I, who aren’t involved in all, and are getting bothered by all this?! It’s stupid, and annoying, and.. And..!"

It took her a moment to realize that she was being handed a handkerchief, and she briefly reached out her hand to take it, before pulling her hand back. Why was he being so nice to her? She didn’t need his pity. 

"No.. No thanks…?"

Fukawa hated all these stupid people, and all the disgusting things they did. }

[meiamiculus]

Whoa, whoa. Why is she crying? Even though Leo does, admittedly, have a short temper at times, he doesn't really recall saying anything that might upset her... Or maybe he did. Either way, she's crying now and all Leo can really do is stare at her blankly, a little unsure as what to do.

"Well, the janitor would clean it up I would think," he responds coolly once more, temporarily placing his book gently on the table in front of him for a moment. "And it's not going to last forever. I mean, you'll probably have to hide out here for a few days until it ends, but the event isn't gonna go on too long,"

"Maybe you should use the handkerchief, though. I never use it and it looks like you need it," especially before snot starts dripping out of her nose. Oh god.