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[grandhighblood]

Characters: the grand highblood + you
Setting: starts at his dorm, room 2-10. then he'll slowly descend and stop at no lower than floor 13 (cathederal floor).
Format: doesn't matter
Summary: the highblood has awoken and he's not pleased. Or amused. Well, maybe just a little.
Warnings: practice caution around the highblood. he's still pretty on-edge right now and his killing instincts are going haywire so if you're not careful, you might receive a face full of claws. also swearing and bad jokes.

Waking up in a sudden panic, rage and fear coursing through his veins like a shot of adrenaline, isn't really new to the highblood. He's used to sometimes accidentally sleeping outside the sopor, usually alone, grumbling and growling in his sleep. The only difference now is that when his eyes snap open in a blinding red rage, he can't move at all. His limbs are stiff, the sudden jerk of his body rattling the bed with loud creaks and groans.

It takes him a while to calm down after the paralysis wears off, and not even minding the ridiculously skin-tight white outfit he's wearing, he stumbles out of the room to figure out where the motherfucking hell he is.

If you come across him on any of these floors, it's probably best you catch him from afar lest he comes straight at you once he catches sight. Or at least attempts to. Why don't you pick a floor and find out?

[OOC; pick a floor from 1~13 and i will have him react accordingly! ♥]

Comments

floor 3

[kickspenguins]

[He'd spent a good part of that morning looking through the tower's collection of books. When you're stuck in a tower, there really isn't much to do and so Sakuma chooses to read-- when he isn't playing soccer or in the aquarium watching the fish, of course.

When he finally has something that seems promising, he turns and heads for the exit, intending to go back to his room. Only, he isn't really paying attention because he's busy flipping through the book he's holding so he doesn't notice someone else by the doorway until almost too late.

He stops short of almost walking into them and looks up apologetically.]

Sorry.

[grandhighblood]

[Now the highblood always considered himself a formidable figure, the perfect icon and image of fear and hatred itself, hellbent on scaring even the toughest of trolls even without the help of his chuckle voodoo.

So to see this tiny wriggler alien with one eye merely brush by him with a slightly distracted and apologetic look only gets the boy a fierce snarl.]

Oh. Was I all up and IN YOUR MOTHERFUCKING WAY?

[He bends his body over arms slightly out to his sides so that they're slightly more eye level, his haphazardly painted face glaring into the other's.]

[kickspenguins]

[The strange way he talks and his suddenly being so close makes Sakuma flinch. He's seen other trolls before and has never had any trouble with them but this one is different somehow...]

It-- no, it's my fault for not paying attention.

[Unconsciously, he takes a step backwards.]

[grandhighblood]

[So very different, and yet he is what is expected of most highbloods. Strange how that works.]

Sure motherfucking is... [He purrs, stepping forward closer, tilting his head and narrowing his orange eyes down at him. He curls his fingers into a fist briefly before shooting one out, as if trying to make a grab for Sakuma-]

[kickspenguins]

[When the fist comes towards him, Sakuma takes a step backwards but not fast enough. He flinches as the hand closes around his upper arm. Being in the tower for so long has taught him to stay away from conflict but having this forced on him mixed with growing fear made him yell.]

What are you doing? I said I was sorry already.