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1st campaign
[A man has just laid himself down upon a couch in the lobby, eyes closed and propping his hands behind his head as a pillow. He seems rather content, despite his surroundings.
In fact, he seems rather oblivious of his surroundings. His journal lays open on the floor beside the couch, picking up the words he now speaks to no one around him.]
That was fun, wasn't it? Why don't we have get togethers like that more often?
[His tone is sarcastic, as is its default setting, and there's a pause after his words, as if waiting for a response. He soon realizes he isn't getting one.]
Alicia?
[His eyes open, and instantly they widen as he slowly pulls himself upright on the couch.]
Well... this is new.
(ooc: OPEN TO ALL via journal or in the lobby! come watch him at his most awkward and uncomfortable. warning: he's kind of an asshole, but he means well. sometimes.)
In fact, he seems rather oblivious of his surroundings. His journal lays open on the floor beside the couch, picking up the words he now speaks to no one around him.]
That was fun, wasn't it? Why don't we have get togethers like that more often?
[His tone is sarcastic, as is its default setting, and there's a pause after his words, as if waiting for a response. He soon realizes he isn't getting one.]
Alicia?
[His eyes open, and instantly they widen as he slowly pulls himself upright on the couch.]
Well... this is new.
(ooc: OPEN TO ALL via journal or in the lobby! come watch him at his most awkward and uncomfortable. warning: he's kind of an asshole, but he means well. sometimes.)