#graevitia

[logicaleludicatormage]

Reserved VS Energetic (graevitia)

Given that an event Laurent had not expected to happen at ALL had happened yesterday - he still felt on edge, his mask threatening to waver and crack just as it had on that said event, and yet: despite the situation being bad, a rare genuine smile played on his face. Knowing that person was there made him determined. More so than usual, anyway: finding a way out was all the more important now. The very reason he'd traveled back in time before and went through those nightmarish five years was to protect the future - both of Yilesse, and his father's future.

Yet having his emotions on such tenterhooks, as it were, was not something he was enjoying. H-he needed to calm down. How would he think logically on how to best help his father if he wasn't calm? As such, he had retreated to the 'library' of the castle, finding reading the most sensible and logical thing to do to calm himself down - he enjoyed it immensely, after all. ....It was a shame the library didn't have a cute cat he could pat while he was reading, but that was neither here nor there.

His peaceable reading was cut short, however - on continuous loud noises emitting from the other end of the library. What in Naga's name was that? He tried to ignore it at first, but the noises simply persevered. Again and again. Sighing, he gently shut the tome he had been reading shut, and headed over to the source of the noise. It seemed to be a rather...curiously energetic madam.

She reminded him of Morgan and her chicanery, somewhat, with the energy and all. Speaking up, his tone was soft, but to the point. " Excuse me. Young madam. I do hate to interrupt your - er - expressively enthusiastic merry-making, but...I am attempting to read and calm myself down. Could you please be a little more quiet? I can hear you from the other end of the library."

Hopefully, his polite request was reasonable enough.

[among-feathers]

Ochako and Pit -- Game Master

 ⇒ ☮ ⇔ ☠ ⇐     "Oh, my Goddess!" he gasped, staring up at the massive television screen that was before him. It was massive! Even in comparison to Palutena's fountain that could see all, this was truly a delicacy belonging only to humans.

   And, beside that screen, was none other than a video game console. "Alright! I could get use to this!" With great enthusiasm, he approached the console and started to sort through the games available to the public.

 ⇒ ☮ ⇔ ☠ ⇐     "Call of Duty, Super Mario, Metroid, Guitar Hero..." Turning to look over his shoulder, he called out to anyone could hear him. "Does anyone wanna play two player?"

[6triggers]

━ here to steal the * cake ☀

graevitia

               ` ■ × — » The last thing Penguin could recall was the memory of him peering through his scope, instantly putting a bullet through twenty skulls; and then complete darkness. The sniper had no idea how he ended up in the strange facility, and he wasn't interested to find out the real reason why he was deported here. He and the others simply wanted to leave. Resting the large rifle against his shoulder, he placed his arm beneath the gun and pressed the handle against the palm of his hand. His robotic digits curled around the handle of his metallic briefcase as he began to explore the area. The building surrounded by the trees caught his interest and he found himself walking down the empty hallway, wary about the other inhabitants. 

               The pleasant scent that wrapped itself around his nose caught his attention and he found himself treading towards the source of the smell. There was a loud nagging voice in the back of his head, scolding him for losing track of their goal; but he ignored it and continued following the scent's trail. Poking his head inside the kitchen, his face lit up when he noticed a freshly baked cake on the counter. Hopping towards it, his usually stoic face was filled with glee. His eye sparkled as he stood in front of the delicious pastry ; but before he could even consider cutting a slice for himself, a loud sound escaped from his left eyepatch.

                                    《 BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP! 》

                          Someone was approaching him from his blind spot.

               Instantly dropping the briefcase down, his instincts immediately drove him to pull his gun towards the stranger in an alarmingly fast speed. "..." His expression remained cold as he gazed at the girl. The lack of malice in her eyes prevented him from pulling the trigger and inserting a bullet in her brain. He didn't say a word, waiting for her to prove she was innocent.