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[Seventh Floor People Filter]

[There's a large inhale, before a confident voice spoke up clear and sharp over the journal.]

I'll be quick, since I'm sure some of you would rather not sit here and listen to me talk for longer than necessary, but I'll be acting as the seventh floor's captain for this evening. For those of you who don't know me, I go by Rookie.

Currently there are preparations going on to escort people down to the ballroom, given the events going on at the moment, but know that it is optional.

I'm not going to force anyone who doesn't want to go.

But for those of you that do, I'll be waiting out in the seventh floor's hallway to take you down.

[/Filter]

[Kallen and Ted]

Are you two all right?

[/Filter]

[And once those filters were out of the way, true to his word, the ODST can be found casually leaning against the wall of the seventh floor hallway. On high alert, given the tension in his posture and the way one hand kept moving towards his pistol whenever he noticed some unknown movement from the corner of his eye or unexplained sound, but in general he appeared outwardly calm.]

(ooc: Open to those on the seventh floor. o/ Both over the journals and actioooon. Which includes just, generally bumping into him on that floor but yes.)

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[As professional as possible:]

This is Tear Grants. I'm aware of the evacuation, but I won't be going to the ballroom; they'll need me in the clinic today. If anyone is injured, you can send them there.

[An acknowledging, indistinct sound at that, before he speaks.]

I appreciate you telling me, ma'am, and I'll be sure to do that if the situation calls for it.

Just don't hesitate to ask if you guys need any help as well.

Of course. Please be careful.

Likewise, ma'am.

Perfectly fine.

[There's a skeptical look down at the journal.] You sure?

Very. Don't worry about things.

[If he listens carefully, he may be able to hear footsteps though.]

Hard not to when it seems like the whole castle is going crazy.

[Those faint sounds of footsteps, however, only make him narrow his eyes ever so slightly.]

You're not wandering around by yourself, are you?

Edited 2012-01-14 08:02 (UTC)

You have a point. [He gets a light chuckle at that before she responds to his question.]

Do you want the truth or the answer to make you feel better?

[Just. The loudest sigh.]

You already know my answer to that.

Then you know my answer to your original question.

[There's a sudden SLAM recorded from somewhere and Kallen jumps a bit, subsequently dropping the journal, though it stays opens.]

Damn, I hate those. [Scooping it back up now!]

[A small grumble.] Are you at least carrying something to prote-

[Rookie starts at the sound, one hand snapping to his pistol and focusing on the end of the hall... before realizing it was coming from the book. Then he frowns, and looks back down.]

Hate what? What was that?

[She has the journal back in her hand now.]

It was a noise, and I've been hearing some of them. That's all.

You're not the only one.

[He slumps back against the wall with a huff.]

Is there a reason you're currently wandering around in the dark?

Edited 2012-01-16 07:18 (UTC)

I'm on my way to check on someone.

Guess that's not a bad reason. [Few seconds of silence as he watched what appeared to be a shadow moving in the distance, before Rookie continues somewhat distractedly again.] Is it a friend?

No, it's not a bad reason, and that's a strange question. You feeling okay?

Edited 2012-01-16 17:02 (UTC)

Yeah. [Slight head tilt as he continues to watch the darkness, which is why it takes him a bit longer than probably needed to direct his view down at the journal again.] I'm fine.

Think my VISR is just acting up. [Pause.] You sure you're okay by yourself, though?

Good. We don't need you becoming jumpy over every little thing like most people here.

[There's a pause before she responds.] Even if I said no, you're better off where you are.

I'm afraid it'll take a bit more than this to make me jumpy.

[Then he sighs, because he knew he couldn't really argue. He did still have a job to do here.]

Doesn't mean I won't leave if you run into trouble... but just be careful. All right?

I'm not worried about that. I'm just teasing.

[She makes a slightly amused sound.] Only if it'll get you to stop worrying.

Just making that clear.

[Then he just sounds equally amused.] That's not going to be easy.

Edited 2012-01-22 01:04 (UTC)

Understood.

At least try.

On a day like this? Nearly impossible.

I promise I'll be careful. Is that better?

[He can't help but laugh a bit at that.]

Guess that's all I can hope for.

Pretty much. If it helps, we can meet somewhere later.

I'd be up for that. Might have a better chance of slipping away from the ballroom, too.

Lobby good enough?

Yeah. That works.

[Especially when that would have been his first choice, anyway. Seeing as it was closest thing to the ballroom and gave him the ability to quickly regroup with the rest of the gang if anything happened.]

Guess I'll let you know when once I figure it out.

Got it. [Since it's not like he's going anywhere anyway.]

Edited 2012-01-23 21:12 (UTC)

See you sometime!

Friday the thirteenth... why did I not see this coming?

[But he seems fine.]

Castle does seem to make a habit of catching people off guard, civ. Not your fault.

[That teasing tone he took? Is to hide that relief in his voice.]

Where are you? I figured I'd might as well come down to the ball room.

Seventh floor. [Brief pause as Rookie turns to stare down at the end of the hall, before continuing.] But I'll probably be heading down to the ballroom in a bit.

You want me to come to you or... ?

[A laugh. Now it's his time to tease.]

You scared, Rook?

[A little chuckle in return.]

It's going to take a lot more than a few shadows to scare me.

I think I'll be alright without you for the time being, then.

If you're sure. [Not going to force it, nope.]

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