♛ 47

[ardor]

[Backdated to Thursday the 26th]

[Initial freak outs and annoyances said and done, Joshua, the traveling prison escapee, now finds himself with another resident trapped some place in the castle. This one's not a resident's room, though. Things just get weirder and weirder.

That, however, was a few hours ago, and now the pair find themselves doing whatever they can to keep occupied. This includes making a sand castle. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, they're trapped in the Four Seasons Room.]

Pass me the blue bucket on your right.

[Slight shifting noises.............. followed by some water droplets on the journal.]

[And a scream. A loud scream.]

[OOC: Wayyy backdated. The post is set for last Thursday when the Seasons Room is a summery beach. There's going to be two sections, one for Thursday and one for Friday, which will have snow. Unlike the other loss posts, this one allows for visitors because the room is public.]

Comments

[ardor]

[He gets this look.]

I didn't know it was possible for a person to make a noise like that.

[wilder]

[a kayne shrug]

I'm the Great Zelos Wilder, I can do a lot of things others can't.

[ardor]

Great my ass.

[wilder]

Well of course your-

[STOPS HIMSELF]

-- I'm guessing finishing that comment would get me to the clinic too, huh?

[ardor]

Good guess.

[wilder]

See? I can learn~!

[ardor]

[Eying him now.]

Thinking about it, next to your annoying habits and overly inflated ego, I know next to nothing about you.

[wilder]

Huh?

[-- Uh oh.]

You want to know about me?

[ardor]

Oh, what was that? Did I just find a way to get you to back off?

[wilder]

What?

[Crap time to lie his ass off in hopes to get her to stop]

Oh no, my mysterious Kallen. The great Zelos Wilder has no shame in talking about himself.

Just you know, most people don't ask. Possibly out of intimidation.

[ardor]

I'm not so easily intimidated, I'll have you know.

[Grinnnn.] So what did you do back home?

[wilder]

[He chuckles some, if it was anyone else- it'd be a nervous laugh. He wants to strangle you Lloyd for guilting him about lying]

Well- it's kinda complicated since it's world specific...

[ardor]

I'm stuck here for the foreseeable future. Humor me.

[wilder]

[His shoulder slump just a bit. Why did she have to call him on his bluff? ]

[But he'll look at her, a smile on his face. Maybe Lloyd and Colette will be right about people not caring. Or even better, she will think he's full of it]

I'm what they call a Chosen One.

...One of two, anyway.

[ardor]

[This look.]

[wilder]

...Don't believe me huh?

[ardor]

I believe there's got to be more to it than some fancy title.

[wilder]

[a shrug]

Oh you know, the usual story. Special birth, long lineage, stories involving angels, around to save the world if it ever needs it- the usual stuff you get with conceited titles like that.

[ardor]

More of the usual, then. [She doesn't sound too impressed or dismissive.]

[wilder]

You know it~

[He appreciates the tone. Zelos meanwhile turns his head to look at the ocean. Nice view, even if it's fake]

[ardor]

So, did the world need saving or anything?

[wilder]

Turns out it did.

But because there was a hotheaded idiot, things kinda broke away from tradition and it got saved in a way no one expected. [And even if it's an insulting, his tone seems almost...affection about said hotheaded idiot]

[ardor]

Sounds like it wasn't all bad from your tone. [While he's facing the water, she closes her book and thwaps him lightly on the head with it. Being paperback, it shouldn't hurt.]

See? You're tolerable when you're not an ego centric jerk overcompensating for something.

[wilder]

Yeah well, he's my bud. And if you hang around him too long, he has a way of infecting you with his ideals and attitude like a disease so you start to like him.

[He makes a small noise at the thwap though it doesn't hurt that much. He rubs his head...and the response surprises him. In the kind of way that after his initial look of surprise...he actually gives a genuine smile]

Heh heh...thanks.

[ardor]

Then I'll be sure to avoid him at all costs, diseases and all.

[That smile is met with one of her own.]

I guess that warrants you asking something about me if you want.