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towerofanimus2013-10-12 02:05 am
cursedchosen) wrote in towerofanimus2013-10-12 02:05 am
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Characters: Zelos and his hunnies everyone!
Setting: Cafeteria, Floor 4, Floor 82, and Room 2-16
Format: Brackets, but will match
Summary: The Great Zelos arrives.
Warnings: None, except being a huge flirt.
Cafeteria:
[The food here was nothing more than edible (quite frankly, that was putting it kindly). Zelos wasn't sure what had prompted all of their cooks to suddenly start substituting pumpkin for everything; it seemed like a culinary choice inspired by Raine herself. But, even bad food could be made better with good company, and that's just what Zelos set out to find.]
[Whether it was a wistful gaze across the room, or a smooth pickup line, Zelos is going around the cafeteria trying to find a lady that he is worthy enough to dine with.Guys are probably okay, too, but he's not going to approach them first. :|.]
Floor 4:
[Zelos is lounging on one of the couches, looking out the window. It was certainly a pleasant sight outside; for the life of him, he couldn't think of any time he'd ever seen this much fog. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't seem to see anything beyond the fog. But, the other person in the room seemed to be looking out of the window too, like they were in thought.]
[Maybe this person would be able to help him gather information on the tower; he'll walk up beside them, and try to spark up a conversation.]
Cheery, huh?
Floor 82:
[He needed somewhere to go to cope with the news of his world being destroyed, and the masquerade on floor 82 seemed like the most fitting choice. As he danced through the room it was hard to believe he wasn't still home; this ball could have just as easily been hosted by some bigwig back in Meltokio.]
[He seems to be moving through the crowd fluidly and switching partners often, but he certainly wouldn't mind a new partner; and he certainly isn't going to be shy about asking any of the lovely maidens on this floor to dance. In fact, it looks like someone new has just entered the floor, and it would be a shame if he passed this opportunity up.]
[He'll walk up, bow, and offer his hand.]
May I have this dance?
Room 2-16:
[Any day at Animus is long and tiring; whatever time he spends back at the room he's going to spend lounging on his bed or sleeping. His roommates or neighbors are still free to approach him.But don't be surprised if he's less receptive to you than anyone else he's talked to that day.]
Setting: Cafeteria, Floor 4, Floor 82, and Room 2-16
Format: Brackets, but will match
Summary: The Great Zelos arrives.
Warnings: None, except being a huge flirt.
Cafeteria:
[The food here was nothing more than edible (quite frankly, that was putting it kindly). Zelos wasn't sure what had prompted all of their cooks to suddenly start substituting pumpkin for everything; it seemed like a culinary choice inspired by Raine herself. But, even bad food could be made better with good company, and that's just what Zelos set out to find.]
[Whether it was a wistful gaze across the room, or a smooth pickup line, Zelos is going around the cafeteria trying to find a lady that he is worthy enough to dine with.
Floor 4:
[Zelos is lounging on one of the couches, looking out the window. It was certainly a pleasant sight outside; for the life of him, he couldn't think of any time he'd ever seen this much fog. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't seem to see anything beyond the fog. But, the other person in the room seemed to be looking out of the window too, like they were in thought.]
[Maybe this person would be able to help him gather information on the tower; he'll walk up beside them, and try to spark up a conversation.]
Cheery, huh?
Floor 82:
[He needed somewhere to go to cope with the news of his world being destroyed, and the masquerade on floor 82 seemed like the most fitting choice. As he danced through the room it was hard to believe he wasn't still home; this ball could have just as easily been hosted by some bigwig back in Meltokio.]
[He seems to be moving through the crowd fluidly and switching partners often, but he certainly wouldn't mind a new partner; and he certainly isn't going to be shy about asking any of the lovely maidens on this floor to dance. In fact, it looks like someone new has just entered the floor, and it would be a shame if he passed this opportunity up.]
[He'll walk up, bow, and offer his hand.]
May I have this dance?
Room 2-16:
[Any day at Animus is long and tiring; whatever time he spends back at the room he's going to spend lounging on his bed or sleeping. His roommates or neighbors are still free to approach him.
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[No it's definitely a guy no girl could be this rude. :|]
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I'm twenty-six years old, nearly twenty-seven. I'd say I hit right to the heart of the matter.
[And, regardless of if she dislikes it, she'll take a bite of her pumpkin-flavored meal. It's disgusting, but she deserves. Some kind of reward.]
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[And she'll chuckle.]
I'm a detective, Mister Wilder. I make my living off of observation.
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The conversation doesn't seem too different to me.
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[NOT THAT HE'S SURE SHE'S A WOMAN, BUT.]
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[And then she'll raise her left hand.]
I'm married.
[Not denying she's a woman, tho!]
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[And he got her off that topic; all is well.]
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[...Not quite.]
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[Like he had an ego to begin with.]