Caleb is also in the library, smiling. He’s not really looking for anything, just browsing books.
"you're in a good mood today"
He looks over to Luna. “Hi! Me and Alex are going camping.”
"took you two long enough" she laughs
He chuckles a bit. “Yeah… it’s gonna be great.”
"glad you'll be having fun at least"
“Oh? Did something happen?”
"gonna head out on a quest soon"
“Oh? What? When did this happen? What’s it about?”
"me, Regina, and Asada are headed to Texas while another group is headed south. We're supposed to meet up at some lake..." she pauses "but there's a catch of course"
“And… what’s that?”
"6 of us are going, and only 4 are coming back"
“Oh my gods-… I’m… I’m so sorry-“
"sorry to ruin your mood"
“No-no-… it’s fine. Stay safe.”
"might be able to keep in contact if you want though"
“Yeah... Alright, but phones would be dangerous if you’re not at camp…”
"you make a point. may be best not to then"
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Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
Caleb gives Cordon a literally icy glare as the match is suddenly snuffed out. “Give me that back-“ he says, trying to snatch the matches from Cordon’s hands.
*slight of hand against cordons? Or just des saving throw?*
Sleight of hand, I don’t think Caleb could win though, so you decide what happens.u
*how tall is Caleb?*
*about 5’4-5’5*
Cordon just stands up and hOlds the matches above Calebs reach.
“Not fair!” He grumbles, turning back to look for another matchbox.
“Hah! Do you want it bac?”
“Why… why do you do this? I am trying to make this perfect. Give it back!”
“Alright, fine. Geez.” Cordon tosses the matches back.
“Thank you.” He puts it in a pocket in the backpack, zipping it up.
“So do you want the matches back?”
he holds up an empty matchbox.
Deception: 28 (if less than a 24, it’s a 24)
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
Caleb gives Cordon a literally icy glare as the match is suddenly snuffed out. “Give me that back-“ he says, trying to snatch the matches from Cordon’s hands.
*slight of hand against cordons? Or just des saving throw?*
Sleight of hand, I don’t think Caleb could win though, so you decide what happens.u
*how tall is Caleb?*
*about 5’4-5’5*
Cordon just stands up and hOlds the matches above Calebs reach.
“Not fair!” He grumbles, turning back to look for another matchbox.
“Hah! Do you want it bac?”
“Why… why do you do this? I am trying to make this perfect. Give it back!”
“Alright, fine. Geez.” Cordon tosses the matches back.
“Thank you.” He puts it in a pocket in the backpack, zipping it up.
“So do you want the matches back?”
he holds up an empty matchbox.
Deception: 32 (if less than a 24, it’s a 24)
“I-uh-(confusion noises) how… how did you do that?”
the old man walks over d pats them on the back, trying to steal any valuable’s on their person.
35 (if lesss then twenty five, it’s twenty five)
Celesti stands up and draws a knife from the cross necklace he wears, bringing it up to their throat and staring into their face with dull, grey eyes. "Satan-spawn you are to steal from a messenger of God in his House."
“Eh. Worth a try.”
the mist shimmers around him, and the skin of the old man peels off, revealing Cordon, the Hermes’s head councilor.
He notices the shift and outline and inches the knife closer. "Out, I ask of you politely."
“… yeah, how about… nah. I like it here.”
"I am no longer asking, then. Your presence sickens me."
“Aww, thanks!”
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
“Do you want me to… my parents didn’t love me, no one was there when I needed them to be… I lost a leg because I thought my friends were the only thing with a life as bad as mine, monsters. I am sad, I’m sorry.”
"I'd prefer you open up then be closed off. I told you I want to die most of the time for gods' sake and you're staring at my cabin." she sighs, laying her head on his chest. "but it sounds like just that little bit was hard enough to say, so i'm sorry.."
*Another secret?*
He runs his hand through their hair, thinking for a long while before looking down at them, “I’m trying… I just don’t know… I’ve been this way since I lost my leg… and old habits die hard.”
*I'm still on my meeeds*
"Well, just like you don't want me to be suicidal, I don't want you to stuff your feelings away while around me... it makes me feel like you don't even wanna be here." At first, her hair zaps him a bit, but it stops.
*I think I can tell.*
He looks over to them, pulling them close, not even notices that his hair and seriously begun to frizz. He kisses them on the forehead, “I do want to be here, I want to be with you, that’s practically all I want right now…”
"Sounds like an awful idea, yea. I donn't plan to meet Thanatos 'til I die, an even then we'lll see. This is just so I'm useful. I can put, yawn, someone to sleep, sure, but zat also applies to mee."
"I'm gonna pretend I understand what you mean."
"I guess I get slow when I'm tired. I just need to do it once so I, yawn, know how to. Than I'll have me coffee."
Caleb gives Cordon a literally icy glare as the match is suddenly snuffed out. “Give me that back-“ he says, trying to snatch the matches from Cordon’s hands.
*slight of hand against cordons? Or just des saving throw?*
Sleight of hand, I don’t think Caleb could win though, so you decide what happens.u
*how tall is Caleb?*
*about 5’4-5’5*
Cordon just stands up and hOlds the matches above Calebs reach.
“Not fair!” He grumbles, turning back to look for another matchbox.
“Hah! Do you want it bac?”
“Why… why do you do this? I am trying to make this perfect. Give it back!”
“Alright, fine. Geez.” Cordon tosses the matches back.
“Thank you.” He puts it in a pocket in the backpack, zipping it up.
“So do you want the matches back?”
he holds up an empty matchbox.
Deception: 32 (if less than a 24, it’s a 24)
“I-uh-(confusion noises) how… how did you do that?”
“I’m j cool like that, Elsa.”
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
Caleb gives Cordon a literally icy glare as the match is suddenly snuffed out. “Give me that back-“ he says, trying to snatch the matches from Cordon’s hands.
*slight of hand against cordons? Or just des saving throw?*
Sleight of hand, I don’t think Caleb could win though, so you decide what happens.u
*how tall is Caleb?*
*about 5’4-5’5*
Cordon just stands up and hOlds the matches above Calebs reach.
“Not fair!” He grumbles, turning back to look for another matchbox.
“Hah! Do you want it bac?”
“Why… why do you do this? I am trying to make this perfect. Give it back!”
“Alright, fine. Geez.” Cordon tosses the matches back.
“Thank you.” He puts it in a pocket in the backpack, zipping it up.
“So do you want the matches back?”
he holds up an empty matchbox.
Deception: 32 (if less than a 24, it’s a 24)
“I-uh-(confusion noises) how… how did you do that?”
“I’m j cool like that, Elsa.”
“Oh my gods- not you too-… Its not that damn funny!”
Caleb gives Cordon a literally icy glare as the match is suddenly snuffed out. “Give me that back-“ he says, trying to snatch the matches from Cordon’s hands.
*slight of hand against cordons? Or just des saving throw?*
Sleight of hand, I don’t think Caleb could win though, so you decide what happens.u
*how tall is Caleb?*
*about 5’4-5’5*
Cordon just stands up and hOlds the matches above Calebs reach.
“Not fair!” He grumbles, turning back to look for another matchbox.
“Hah! Do you want it bac?”
“Why… why do you do this? I am trying to make this perfect. Give it back!”
“Alright, fine. Geez.” Cordon tosses the matches back.
“Thank you.” He puts it in a pocket in the backpack, zipping it up.
“So do you want the matches back?”
he holds up an empty matchbox.
Deception: 32 (if less than a 24, it’s a 24)
“I-uh-(confusion noises) how… how did you do that?”
“I’m j cool like that, Elsa.”
“Oh my gods- not you too-… Its not that damn funny!”
“… I mean. If there’s anything Angelo got right, it’s nicknames.”
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
"you make a point. may be best not to then"
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*cut with Moon!*
”just… try not to die. If you die I’ll kill you.” He chuckles halfheartedly
“So do you want the matches back?”
he holds up an empty matchbox.
Deception: 28 (if less than a 24, it’s a 24)
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
“I-uh-(confusion noises) how… how did you do that?”
Luna smiles "I'll do my best"
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
“Aww, thanks!”
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
Caleb hugs Luna.
*I think I can tell.*
He looks over to them, pulling them close, not even notices that his hair and seriously begun to frizz. He kisses them on the forehead, “I do want to be here, I want to be with you, that’s practically all I want right now…”
She pats his back
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
"I guess I get slow when I'm tired. I just need to do it once so I, yawn, know how to. Than I'll have me coffee."
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“I’m j cool like that, Elsa.”
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
“How long until you go?” He asks, still holding the hug.
"I have no idea. depends on when we get everything figured out"
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
“Oh my gods- not you too-… Its not that damn funny!”
“… I mean. If there’s anything Angelo got right, it’s nicknames.”
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
“Alright… if you need help with anything before you go, just ask.”
"thank you for that"
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin